Vacation!, part 3

Will

Lan almost slept way past the bus. I woke him up, and was all but dragging him towards the bus stop.

We did finally make it on. I settled back and sighed.

"Thanks for the support," Lan said to Megaman, "but you didn't have to run!"

"Yeah, I know, just habit. Kind of like you sleeping late, even in a completely different country!"

"Hey, it's not my fault! I think there's something wrong with my alarm clock!"

When he said "I think," I started counting down on my fingers. Knowing Lan's stuff, his alarm clock would probably go off about…now.

"Lan, wake up!"

Why does his alarm clock sound like his mom?

At least the other people on the bus got a good laugh out of that.

Then Lan glanced at me. "How'd you do that?"

"I know you and your stuff. You're so predictable!"

"Yeah? Well…so are you, in a way."

"Me, predictable?" I tried to sound offended.

"Yup!" He winked at me and started counting off on his fingers. "One, you always get up early enough in the morning to dye your hair before breakfast; two, you roller-blade everywhere; and three, whatever you decide to do in a day, it's going to be something crazy!"

I rolled my eyes. "And if I don't do something crazy in a day, it's because I haven't figured out what I could do."

"No," Megaman retorted, "that just means we haven't seen you do something crazy! If things get too boring for you, you'll roll off and make something happen!"

A little later, Lan was looking at a guidebook, that specifically said something about an elasmosaurus in the lake we were going to visit.

I glanced at his PET. Megaman's cute sitting with a book.

Then a storm kicked up, driving the bus out of control, up off the road and driving cross-country!

We jacked our Navis into the bus' computer, and they started whipping viruses.

The bus finally stopped…and it was raining. "Well, this is a great day for my dye job."

"I'm sensing sarcasm," Avatar remarked.

I ran my hands through my green hair. "Well, what am I supposed to say?"

"How about…I'm glad I packed my umbrella?"

Lan and I went to check out an old mansion, him under a black umbrella, and me under a rainbow-colored one.

Going in, Megaman told Lan, "If you jack me in, I'll make sure we don't set off the security alarm."

With that task accomplished, we looked around. Some creepy old lady directed Lan to a phone. While he tried to make a call, I studied our "hostess." She reminded me a little too strongly of Count Zap for me to be comfortable.

Then my sharp hearing picked up a whispered comment from an old lady about how a kid beat our "old lady."

Hm…

No dial tone. We decided to try and find our host or another phone. Though I did mention, "Lan, if this phone didn't have a dial tone, there's very little chance that any other phone will work."

Going into the next room ended up trapping us! Then we saw a hologram of a world-wide-web-cage, and Megaman was stuck inside!

Then our little old lady showed up and revealed herself to really be Count Zap!

Called it. "You looked better as an old lady."

I love giving his pride punches. "Don't think I've forgotten you, you punk!"

I touched my chest, batting my eyes wide in mock-hurt. "Punk? Me? I'm offended!"

At the least, he wanted a rematch with Lan. He did point at me, though. "Don't go anywhere; I'll get back to you!"

Riiight…

Megaman

Elecman jacked in, and I got ready. No…not ready to battle…ready for whatever Will said next.

"I still think Elecman's too cute to be evil!"

That one gets him every time. Now I'll get ready to battle. Lan jacked in, and the battle started.

"You're mine!"

"In your dreams!"

Will

The battle got weird pretty quickly. Megaman got hit against the wall of the cage, and Lan got shocked! And shocked again and again, for every time Megaman got hit!

I did like Lan using his Skullman strategy; Elecman was totally flustered!

He's even cuter flustered.

At least the treatment was equal, and Count Zap got zapped, too. And hey, even if Megaman loses, Count Zap will be in too terrible shape to battle me!

Then suddenly, both got zapped, and Lan was unconscious! I ran over and grabbed the PET, yelling, "I'll cover for him, Megaman! Get up!"

Then Lan's alarm clock started going off. I hadn't moved from my position, so Lan could still download battle chips even though I was holding it.

Which he did almost as soon as he woke up! Elecman was owned, and Count Zap was fried!

Lan pulled his alarm clock out of his bag and turned it off. "Thanks for the wake-up message, Mom."

When we got out to the bus (the storm had stopped), it was working again! So, we did finally get to the lake.

While Lan and Megaman were talking, I was staring out at the lake. And around the time that Lan said that the elasmosaurus thing was a rumor, I noticed something swimming in the lake. Something big…with a long neck…

Should I tell Lan? …Nah. His loss.

The last stop for us was apparently Curryland, because Lan was totally enthused. The most enthusiasm I showed was coloring my hair brown, red, yellow and orange all at once – the colors I notice in curry.

I didn't participate in Lan's curry fest…not really…because curry just isn't really my thing. Give me a chocolate buffet any day.

Of course, things got more interesting when all of World Three showed up to fight us! They were trying to fight together as a team, and so we tried as well. We did better than they did…at first. Then they actually succeeded in trapping both of our Navis in some large pot!

It was a good thing that everyone else showed up right then to bust us out. Then Lan activated some new Style Change on Megaman, that let him use the abilities of any Navi that he connected into his PET like a battle chip – in this case, Iceman! We made Yahoot's machine blow up!

Then finally, we got home. I got in my door, evaded my dad, and ran into my room. Practically as soon as I got into my room, Megaman dropped by to say hi!

"Hey, Will! Guess what happened almost as soon as we got home!"

He sounded amused. "I assume you're going to tell me?" I asked, winking at him.

"Lan's mom made curry for him!"

"Oh no!" I laughed.