Things were a little heated with Mike, wasn't there? I'm so cruel ^_^

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Once the two leaders return, they are greeted by Ross, the little green machine.

"Aw, he's so cute," Dylan cooed. If a machine could blush, I'm pretty sure that's what Ross was doing when he turned beat red.

Mike looked at her oddly, earning a smile. "Of course, you're cute, too."

Okay, that made his whole face turn red. Dylan chuckled at the sight as she walked passed everyone to her group. The Burners turned to Mike in concern.

"You okay, man?" Dutch asked. "You look like you're gettin' some sort of fever or somethin'."

Mikes face became so red, I swear some steam was coming off from the heat. Then he spoke super fast.

"No!I'mfine!Whydoyouask?Isithotinhere?'CauseI'mburnin'upman!"

Eveyone looked at him like- o.o

"You sure you're okay, Mike?" Chuck asked.

"Whew! I think I just need a drink," Mike replied, walking over to the bar getting a bottle of soda. He didn't notice that his hands had gotten sweaty once he tried opening the cap. His fingers began to slip.

He looked over at Dylan, who giggled along with the girls as they watched. This made Mike even more nervous and frustrated as he tried opening the soda. He kept on gripping the cap, but that just made him even more frustrated.

"You need help, buddy?" Dutch asked.

"Trust me, I got it!" he growled, opening the cap. However, the way he opened it had the cap flying and scratching his face.

"Aw shit!" he yelled as he fell over. Everyone began to panic as he clutched his eyebrow. "Son of a bitch!"

"Mikey, you okay?" Chuck asked in a panicky tone.

"Hey, don't panic," Dylan said, getting over Mike. "I need ice!"

Texas finds a bowl of ice and tries to grab some, only to find out that it had already melted into water.

"Uh, frozen peas!" Dylan commanded.

Texas then looked into the freezer as he said, "Frozen peas! Frozen peas! Frozen peas!"

"Anything cold," Dylan said, annoyed.

Texas then pulls out a waffle and hands it to her. Dylan rolls her eyes and grabs it to put it on Mike. Mike clutches it over his eye.

"Easy there," Dylan said, placing her hand on Mikes to put the waffle in the right spot.

"Aw, man," he whined.

"There. How does that feel?" she whispered almost seductively.

Mike got a little distracted with her breasts close to his chest. Dylan raised an eyebrow and looked down, then back up.

"Pretty good, I guess." She gets up off of him, leaving an emberassed Mike Chilton blushing on the ground. Dylan smiled and whispered to her girls. "He was staring at my boobs." They all giggled at that, which emberassed Mike even more.

"Uh, s-sorry," Mike stuttered getting up. "Didn't mean to-"

"Don't worry about it," Dylan said waving her hand. "Besides, it's not the first time."

Mike got a little confused, but then he blushed again as she winked. The Burners smiled at this.

"Looks like somebody's got a crush on her," Dutch said, nudging him on the arm.

"Shut up," Mike said.


"So Dylan Foster was your cadet once, eh?" Kane asked.

Back in Deluxe, Kane and Duvior were having some wine together.

"Oui," she said bitterly. "Such a fine soldier she turned out to be. I even made her commander of the Sector 12 troops. Then she just upright left me."

"I know exactly how you feel," Kane said in sympathy. "Mike was my cadet as well. I also made him commannder, and then he left."

"Oh seigneur, why did our two gifted soldiers have to leave us? Oh well, it is how it is."

"We'll get them back somehow," Kane said, raising his glass.

Duvior smiled and raised hers. "Oui, monsieur."

They then clank their glasses together.


"So you've been on Duviors list for a year?" Mike asked.

"Yep," Dylan answered, nodding. "I was her cadet, until I started showing her what I was really made of once I was beating everyone I sparred with. Then she made me commander."

"Hey, Kane made me commander, too."

"Cool."

She pulled out a pin of a bald eagle with a sad smile. "I was the best. Aced every test they could throw at me, and beat every soldier I sparred with. Becoming commander was my dream, and once Duvior picked me... I was psyched. I called my dad and he was so proud of me. My whole family was proud. That's all I ever wanted, for them to be proud of me."

Mike listened to her story with interest, and he softened at the part where she mentioned that her family had been proud of her.

"But then I found out that she was planning nuclear war. I couldn't prove this to the government, so I did what I thought was best for me... I left."

"Did your family find out about it?"

Dylan shook her head sadly. "No, not the war, but they did find out that I left Duvior. I went back to California, but I found myself an apartment. I couldn't go back to my dad knowing full well that he was disappointed in me. So I formed the Angels with Rodrigo. Meredith came along for the ride, and then Yuki. We've been fighting together ever since."

Mike couldn't help but look at the bald eagle. "That bald eagle from Sector 12?"

"Yep. I meant to throw this away on my one year anniversery of when I left Duvior, but I decided to keep it as a reminder of what I know about her."

Mike put his hand on her shoulder. "I'm assuming that you don't talk to your family?"

Dylan only shook her head.

"Look, Dylan, you left because you found out the horrible truth about Duvior. I understand why you didn't go back to your family, and I know why you didn't tell them. It's because you were scared that they wouldn't believe you. You were afraid that you had disappointed them so bad that they would disown you. They would never look at you. So you left to see if you coud find peace from it. But what you're doing now is trying to make peace for others. That takes serious guts, and I'm sure that your family would've been proud of you for that."

Dylan smiled at him, and he couldn't help but notice that she looked like she was gonna cry.

"Thanks, Mike. You're sweet." She then walked to Wild Cat.

The girls and Rodrigo followed her onto their own bikes, and they revved up and rode away.

Mike watched her leave with a smile, making everyone smirk.

"We saw that," Jacob said.

Mike looked at them. "What?"

"You like her, don't you?" Dutch asked teasingly.

"No! Maybe as a friend but- No!"

"Yes you do," Julie said.

"It's written all over your face, Mike," Texas said. "Like something took a marker wrote on it."

o.o Okay, that made no sense. Unless you think it did, but I say it didn't.

"Look, guys. Dylan's just a good friend, okay?" Mike stated. "Even if I did like her... the way you guys think I like her, she probably doesn't seem interested."

"Of course, she's interested," Chuck said. "Why wouldn't she be? Didn't you see any signs of her liking you when she did all that stuff?"

"Well, yeah, but..."

"But nothin', Mike," Jacob said. "When a young woman like that does that to a man like you, it means she likes you. And when a man like you falls under the charms of a woman like her, it means that you might have it bad for her."

Mike blushed. "Can we not talk about this anymore?"

"For now, but we'll be discussing this some other time."


Dylan had a small smile once they got back. Mike is such a sweet guy. How come he doesn't have a girlfriend? Maybe he does, he just doesn't mention her often.

"What're you smiling for, chica?" Rodrigo asked.

"Nothing," Dylan said.

"Ooooohhhhh. You're thinking of Mike Chilton, aren't ya?" Meredith teased in her scottish accent.

Dylan rolled her eyes. She wasn't gonna admit it, but she wasn't gonna deny it either. She's actually starting to like Mike Chilton. He was cute and sweet, and she couldn't resist flirting with him the way she did. Plus, the way he blushed like that was just hilarious!

"Kawaii," Yuki cooed. "Sonoyoni romanchikkuda! (It's so romantic!)"

"Oh, knock it off!" Dylan shouted playfully.