AN: I'm soooo sorry I haven't updated all week everyone! My other
story...I'm having some writer's blocks, but I've finally pulled myself
together! This has been a hectic week again, and a thousand apologies to
all of you! There's gonna be some more chapters, I promise, and again I'm
sorry!!! Happy holidays everyone! Merry Christmas!!! Also, don't worry;
there will be more Psymon confusion for Kaori and Mac/Kaori fluff later!!!
Promise!! Happy Holidays!
Chapter 21 THE DESCISION
Psymon glared at Rahzel. "Look, are you gonna tell me whether or not I'm banned or are we gonna play guessing games all friggin' day?"
Rahzel frowned, straightening the papers on his desk. He had been silent for 10 minutes now, watching Psymon squirm with anticipation.
"Well, Stark, I suppose I could begin our little meeting,"
"Finally," Psymon muttered.
Rahzel cleared his throat and opened the blinds on the window behind his desk, revealing a well sculpted course called Garibaldi.
"This isn't about your actions during the Flag Race, Stark." Rahzel said, "It's about your attitude in general."
"What attitude!?" Psymon barked.
"Psymon, you've chosen to disobey the rules each during each and every race," Rahzel said calmly, maintaining his cool, "And it's not just me who thinks this."
"Who else?"
"Kaori, for one. You've traumatized the poor girl. And what about the time you nearly killed Mac? Do you remember that? And Elise! You nearly sent her into a coma! You're lucky she didn't sue!!"
"That bitch already has enough money." Psymon narrowed his eyes and stared long and hard at Rahzel. "So what are you gonna do? Ban me? You know you can't, Rahzel. I'm the best boarder out there." Psymon said defiantly, "You don't have the balls to ban me. You know without me, no one'll show up at those stupid races. I'm the reason they come. You know you won't,"
"Actually, Stark, I begged the officials to ban you. I got down on my knees,"
***
Kaori was far ahead of everyone else, which made her confident that she would win. As soon as the green light flashed in front of her eyes, she threw herself forward and went for the rail on the right behind the arrows. She had flown over the course, and was soaring over the other boarders.
Mac was having a hard time with Seeiah. He had first place nailed, but then he realized that Kaori was no where in sight. His mind wasn't focused at all as his eyes were darting everywhere, searching for some sign of the young Japanese girl. Instead, he saw no one but Elise, Seeiah, and Moby, all of them aggressively beating their way to the front. Elise was on Mac's tail, along with Moby, and Seeiah was trailing far behind.
Mac grinned, despite Kaori's absence. He'd like to beat Seeiah, just so she wouldn't have a chance at Aloha Ice Jam. She didn't deserve to make it. She didn't....
Mac growled as he furiously swung at Seeiah, who was quickly approaching from behind. Normally, Mac was the quiet boarder on the track, but when it came to warm-ups, you could bet your life Mac was "talkin' smack" about some boarder. He was known particularly for his "big mouth" but was also well-known for popping out of some shortcut near the very end of a race and swiping the gold. But today...it was different. Seeiah shrieked as Mac swung at her and swerved out of his way, retreating to the back. Mac smiled.
(Yeah, no big deal...)
"This is Seeiah callin' in for a landin', babeeeeeey!" Seeiah shouted, nearly landing on top of Mac.
"What the hell?" Mac yelled in surprise when Seeiah collided into the snow next to him.
She grinned, quirking an eyebrow, "What, Mackie-boy? Didn't think I was good enough?"
Mac stared at her in disbelief.
This was gonna be harder than he thought....
***
Psymon frowned, "What the hell do you want from me? Behave like a good boy and kiss everyone's friggin' ass? Sorry, Rahzel, but you sure as hell don't pay me enough to do that,"
"You seem to think its all fun and games, eh?" Rahzel mumbled, "Well, it's not. Whether you like to admit it or not, Stark, this is your JOB, not a place where you can goof off and still expect to be paid. You screw up all the time, Stark, and if this were some other job, you would'a had your ass hung up months ago," Rahzel paused, letting his words sink in, "But because we're fun loving people who don't give a damn, we let you stay. We overlooked one thing you did...then another...then another...then it started getting potentially dangerous out there, Stark. You're lucky you haven't killed anyone yet,"-(Psymon snorted)-"and as a well paid staff member of the SSX league, I've done everything in my power to get you out of here. I knew you were trouble from the beginning, Stark, and I was against all of the other executives. I didn't want you to join in the first place. Despite your mad skills, you had quite a background history...."
Psymon said nothing, but focused his attention on the ant slowly crawling up his boot.
"Psymon, all I'm saying is that I recommend you just get up now and go pack your bags."
"WHAT?!"
***
Kaori was flying up over a ramp, executing the Pirouette Grind for the first time in that race. She hit the ground rather gracefully in her tastes, and stole a glance behind her.
Good, no one was catching up. As much as she liked Mac, she wasn't going to let her win. They've had this discussion yesterday over dinner. They weren't going to take it easy on each other.
Mac dodging Seeiah's fists, backing off. He couldn't hold his position.
(Gotta make at least third place...third place...)
He sighed irritably as he retreated behind Seeiah, still determined not to let her out of his sight. He couldn't see Kaori. He figured she was either far ahead or far behind. Personally, he had hoped she was far ahead. Then, she would get her Aloha Ice Jam, and Seeiah would be in 2nd, leaving him in third. That was it then, he just had to hold off Elise and Moby and he'd make. Still, Mac didn't want to win barely, he wanted to win it all, to win it all.
(I'm gonna win it all, baby,)
***
"Pack your bags, Stark, you're banned," Rahzel said clearly, restacking his papers together.
"Banned?" Psymon blinked, "Me? Banned?"
Rahzel only nodded. "You cannot participate in the Aloha Ice Jam races while you're there, understood? Pack your bags, Stark, you're going to Hawaii,"
"What?" Psymon stared at Rahzel blankly, "Me? Hawaii?"
Rahzel sighed, "You heard me. Despite everything I wanted to do to you, you're still in the league. You're banned from participating in the finals, however. Is that clear? Sorry, Stark, but you won't win this year. Hmm, let's see now, that makes you, Eddie, Zoe, Brodi, and three more from today's race..." Rahzel paused, "Or not..."
Psymon nearly melted in his chair.
(I'm alive....)
***
(I'm winning!)
Kaori grinned. She could see the final stretch approaching fast. Still, no one was behind her. Oh well, she didn't want to take any chances anyway.
Mac was gaining on Seeiah, and fighting Moby off him with everything he had. Mac cursed under his breath every time he saw an opportunity for a short cut fly by. He should have remembered them....
Moby was cursing quite loudly at Mac and was swinging at him crossly. "YOU LITTLE BUGGER!" he bellowed, "YOU'LL REGRET THE DAY YOU CROSSED MOBY JONES' PATH!"
"I already have, psycho! Still livin' too!" Mac hollered over his shoulder.
Furious, Moby tried grabbing at him behind, however, Mac was too quick for him.
"Eat snow, Fraser!" Moby swerved, causing snow to fly into Mac's face.
"AAAAAAAAAAAARGH!!!!" Mac roared, flying headfirst into the snow. "DAMN YOU JONES!"
Elise flew past him, laughing loudly.
"SHIT!" Mac yelled, "I'M IN LAST PLACE!"
(Kaori, God, please tell me you're in first place!)
Chapter 21 THE DESCISION
Psymon glared at Rahzel. "Look, are you gonna tell me whether or not I'm banned or are we gonna play guessing games all friggin' day?"
Rahzel frowned, straightening the papers on his desk. He had been silent for 10 minutes now, watching Psymon squirm with anticipation.
"Well, Stark, I suppose I could begin our little meeting,"
"Finally," Psymon muttered.
Rahzel cleared his throat and opened the blinds on the window behind his desk, revealing a well sculpted course called Garibaldi.
"This isn't about your actions during the Flag Race, Stark." Rahzel said, "It's about your attitude in general."
"What attitude!?" Psymon barked.
"Psymon, you've chosen to disobey the rules each during each and every race," Rahzel said calmly, maintaining his cool, "And it's not just me who thinks this."
"Who else?"
"Kaori, for one. You've traumatized the poor girl. And what about the time you nearly killed Mac? Do you remember that? And Elise! You nearly sent her into a coma! You're lucky she didn't sue!!"
"That bitch already has enough money." Psymon narrowed his eyes and stared long and hard at Rahzel. "So what are you gonna do? Ban me? You know you can't, Rahzel. I'm the best boarder out there." Psymon said defiantly, "You don't have the balls to ban me. You know without me, no one'll show up at those stupid races. I'm the reason they come. You know you won't,"
"Actually, Stark, I begged the officials to ban you. I got down on my knees,"
***
Kaori was far ahead of everyone else, which made her confident that she would win. As soon as the green light flashed in front of her eyes, she threw herself forward and went for the rail on the right behind the arrows. She had flown over the course, and was soaring over the other boarders.
Mac was having a hard time with Seeiah. He had first place nailed, but then he realized that Kaori was no where in sight. His mind wasn't focused at all as his eyes were darting everywhere, searching for some sign of the young Japanese girl. Instead, he saw no one but Elise, Seeiah, and Moby, all of them aggressively beating their way to the front. Elise was on Mac's tail, along with Moby, and Seeiah was trailing far behind.
Mac grinned, despite Kaori's absence. He'd like to beat Seeiah, just so she wouldn't have a chance at Aloha Ice Jam. She didn't deserve to make it. She didn't....
Mac growled as he furiously swung at Seeiah, who was quickly approaching from behind. Normally, Mac was the quiet boarder on the track, but when it came to warm-ups, you could bet your life Mac was "talkin' smack" about some boarder. He was known particularly for his "big mouth" but was also well-known for popping out of some shortcut near the very end of a race and swiping the gold. But today...it was different. Seeiah shrieked as Mac swung at her and swerved out of his way, retreating to the back. Mac smiled.
(Yeah, no big deal...)
"This is Seeiah callin' in for a landin', babeeeeeey!" Seeiah shouted, nearly landing on top of Mac.
"What the hell?" Mac yelled in surprise when Seeiah collided into the snow next to him.
She grinned, quirking an eyebrow, "What, Mackie-boy? Didn't think I was good enough?"
Mac stared at her in disbelief.
This was gonna be harder than he thought....
***
Psymon frowned, "What the hell do you want from me? Behave like a good boy and kiss everyone's friggin' ass? Sorry, Rahzel, but you sure as hell don't pay me enough to do that,"
"You seem to think its all fun and games, eh?" Rahzel mumbled, "Well, it's not. Whether you like to admit it or not, Stark, this is your JOB, not a place where you can goof off and still expect to be paid. You screw up all the time, Stark, and if this were some other job, you would'a had your ass hung up months ago," Rahzel paused, letting his words sink in, "But because we're fun loving people who don't give a damn, we let you stay. We overlooked one thing you did...then another...then another...then it started getting potentially dangerous out there, Stark. You're lucky you haven't killed anyone yet,"-(Psymon snorted)-"and as a well paid staff member of the SSX league, I've done everything in my power to get you out of here. I knew you were trouble from the beginning, Stark, and I was against all of the other executives. I didn't want you to join in the first place. Despite your mad skills, you had quite a background history...."
Psymon said nothing, but focused his attention on the ant slowly crawling up his boot.
"Psymon, all I'm saying is that I recommend you just get up now and go pack your bags."
"WHAT?!"
***
Kaori was flying up over a ramp, executing the Pirouette Grind for the first time in that race. She hit the ground rather gracefully in her tastes, and stole a glance behind her.
Good, no one was catching up. As much as she liked Mac, she wasn't going to let her win. They've had this discussion yesterday over dinner. They weren't going to take it easy on each other.
Mac dodging Seeiah's fists, backing off. He couldn't hold his position.
(Gotta make at least third place...third place...)
He sighed irritably as he retreated behind Seeiah, still determined not to let her out of his sight. He couldn't see Kaori. He figured she was either far ahead or far behind. Personally, he had hoped she was far ahead. Then, she would get her Aloha Ice Jam, and Seeiah would be in 2nd, leaving him in third. That was it then, he just had to hold off Elise and Moby and he'd make. Still, Mac didn't want to win barely, he wanted to win it all, to win it all.
(I'm gonna win it all, baby,)
***
"Pack your bags, Stark, you're banned," Rahzel said clearly, restacking his papers together.
"Banned?" Psymon blinked, "Me? Banned?"
Rahzel only nodded. "You cannot participate in the Aloha Ice Jam races while you're there, understood? Pack your bags, Stark, you're going to Hawaii,"
"What?" Psymon stared at Rahzel blankly, "Me? Hawaii?"
Rahzel sighed, "You heard me. Despite everything I wanted to do to you, you're still in the league. You're banned from participating in the finals, however. Is that clear? Sorry, Stark, but you won't win this year. Hmm, let's see now, that makes you, Eddie, Zoe, Brodi, and three more from today's race..." Rahzel paused, "Or not..."
Psymon nearly melted in his chair.
(I'm alive....)
***
(I'm winning!)
Kaori grinned. She could see the final stretch approaching fast. Still, no one was behind her. Oh well, she didn't want to take any chances anyway.
Mac was gaining on Seeiah, and fighting Moby off him with everything he had. Mac cursed under his breath every time he saw an opportunity for a short cut fly by. He should have remembered them....
Moby was cursing quite loudly at Mac and was swinging at him crossly. "YOU LITTLE BUGGER!" he bellowed, "YOU'LL REGRET THE DAY YOU CROSSED MOBY JONES' PATH!"
"I already have, psycho! Still livin' too!" Mac hollered over his shoulder.
Furious, Moby tried grabbing at him behind, however, Mac was too quick for him.
"Eat snow, Fraser!" Moby swerved, causing snow to fly into Mac's face.
"AAAAAAAAAAAARGH!!!!" Mac roared, flying headfirst into the snow. "DAMN YOU JONES!"
Elise flew past him, laughing loudly.
"SHIT!" Mac yelled, "I'M IN LAST PLACE!"
(Kaori, God, please tell me you're in first place!)