Slugterra Fanfic
Chpt 21: Giggles
It took a few days for things to get back to normal. Crazy Q failed in his corralling attempt and, from what I heard, Blakk got pretty roughed up.
Poor Sucker.
Then I and Nacho got into an argument about who should try and bust him out.
Nacho got first try and busted him out using some kind of fricking Ghoul Portal!
I couldn't believe but there was solid evidence. He came back with a worn out Blakk and four more of his Darkbane brothers.
I knew as soon as I saw them, things were going to get interesting.
Doctor Blakk soon caught up to speed with my training and he then excused Twist from Nicoles training, saying he'd 'do it himself'.
One day, Blakk called me and Twist in for some personal training. He had us do a whole bunch of activities: We had to spar each other, had slinging rounds, had our gymnastics tested and our stamina.
As expected, Twist aced everything, while I struggled with the slinging rounds and gymnastics.
Eventually, Blakk dismissed us, apparently pleased with what he had seen.
As soon as the doors closed behind him, I flopped to the ground.
"Blah." I stuck my tongue out at Twist.
He just laughed and nudged my side with his boot, "Come on, lets' get some sleep.'
"I'm fine sleeping here. Man that was exhausting."
"Okay" He shrugged and started walking away.
"Twist" I whined, waving my arms around feebly. I was in a good mood.
He looked back, "Oh, alright." He jogged over and pulled my up.
I stretched, "Thanks.
"The pleasures all mine"
I gave him a friendly nudge as we headed for the door and our rooms.
As we were walking along the corridors, Twist ducked off to another room, leaving me strolling along the corridor alone. I didn't mind, as Jet soon showed up, smelling of cooked sausages.
"Been in the kitchen again, Jet? You need some more exercise, you're putting on to much weight, you piggy little dog." I rubbed her sides as she slid up against my legs.
She just nuzzled my hand in reply.
"Come on" I ushered inside my room, the door sliding shut behind us.
I quickly checked her leg and eye then got changed out of my training gear into something more comfortable.
As I flopped down on my single bed, my stomach gurgled, a reminder of skipping dinner.
I glanced at the clock, its face glowing with a red 8:04.
"Jet," I called her over, "Run to the kitchen and grab me some dinner would you? Give this to the chef." I wrote a quick order on a blank piece of paper before Jet carefully took it in-between her jaws.
Then she headed for the door, an I-D chip in her leg allowed her full access, and ran off.
I plumped up my pillows, grabbed my digital sketch book and started doodling randomly.
Soon enough Jet came back with a paper bag tucked in her jaws.
I grabbed and opened it and drank in the smell of a hot dinner.
Jet watched me eagerly and a drop of drool escaped her mouth.
"Must have been torture, having to bring this here, aye?"
I broke of a piece of sausage and tossed it to her. She snapped it up instantly, then started begging for more.
I shook my head, "Sorry, Jet. I'm hungry too. If you want more, go see if you can get some snacks in the kitchen. I'll be here resting."
I rubbed her head as she headed off, then lay back on my bed, hoping to catch some sleep.
I had nearly dozed off when I heard a loud music beat on the other side of my wall. I trid to ignore it but it kept going.
"Gah!," I sat up in my bed and banged on the wall.
"Turn the music down!" I yelled but I was pretty sure I wasn't heard.
I lay back down on my bed, deciding if I could be bothered enough to get up and yell at someone. I looked at my clock
8:30pm
Hmmm….worth it.
I got up off my bed, straightened my PJ singlet and shorts, before heading out the door and following the sound of music.
I had taken five steps outside my door when I heard the music coming from a door 2 metres from mine.
I didn't even know anyone was in that room, though I had a feeling of déjà vu.
I knocked on the door and got no answer.
I sighed and banged on the door. Again no answer.
Ducking back into my room, I pulled out a hacked key-card and swiped it in the electric lock.
The door swished open and I took awhile for my brain to register what I was seeing.
Twist was busy lifting weights in his boxers while Loki was dancing to the music.
I stood and watched for a few minutes, trying to get a grip on what I was seeing without laughing.
Twist had his back to me but Loki soon spotted me. He growled at me.
"Yeah, Loki? What is it?" Twist asked his number one still with his back to me.
Loki stepped up his growling a little bit more and Twist half turned towards me.
"What is it, Loki?" He asked, his eyes passing over me but not registering me.
Loki face-palmed himself as Twist continued lifting.
Then he whirled around, a mix of shock and surprise on his face as he finally realized I was standing here.
"Took you long enough. " I muttered, trying hard not to laugh at his expression.
He still wasn't thinking properly and dropped the dumbbell on his foot. That snapped him out of his stupor.
"OW!" He yelled, hopping on one leg while me and Loki cracked up.
I was doubled over in a laughing fit and was having trouble breathing.
Eventually I slumped against the wall as I calmed down, a hand on my forehead.
"Kaiya!", Twist had also recovered, "What the hell are you doing here?" He demanded, stalking up to me.
I eventually opened my eyes but I started laughing again at the site of him in his Blakk Industries boxers.
He grabbed by the shoulders and shook, "Kaiya. What are you doing here?" He asked again.
I shrugged him, off taking deep breaths until I felt able to talk.
"I came in here to ask you to turn your music down. I could here it through the walls. But then I saw you lifting weights and I…" I trailed off in another laughing fit as I started walking backwards and tripped on the dropped dumbbell and ended up landing on his bed, still laughing.
He shook his head, his blonde hair was all tousled, then came and sat down next to me.
"You are one crazy girl." He said, trying to look serious.
I peeked at him, "Your serious face isn't working." I giggled.
He smiled and poked my stomach, "Cute PJ's"
My arms curled over my stomach reflexively, my fit giving way to a more sober me.
"Come on." Twist said as he heaved me up into a sitting position.
His armed curled around me and I was to exhausted to fight back, so I just leaned my back against his side.
I had calmed down completely now and I wasn't phased by the fact I was sitting with Twist in his room. I mean, we were just friends, how could that go wrong?
Eventually Twist asked me if I wanted to watch a movie and I agreed. He pulled out his Lap-pad and asked me what I wanted to watch. I didn't know any good movies so I told him to decide.
So he picked a scary one and turned off the lights.
Well done, Kaiya. I told myself.
It started off okay and I thought it wouldn't be so bad, but then jump-scare after to jump-scare came up and I actually had a heart attack a couple of times.
Twist just laughed at my reactions but I punched him in the stomach, softly.
After the movie was over, with a really f*cked-up ending, I yawned and stretched.
"Thanks for the movie, Twist." I replied tiredly, rubbing my eyes and climbing off the bed.
"Your welcome, though aren't you going to stay?" He asked, "You never know what might be lurking in the shad-" He broke off with a faceful of pillows.
"And where would I sleep, besides, my room's right next to yours." I armed myself with another pillow.
"Here," He said patting his bed.
"I don't think so, pal." I said before chucking the pillow back at him.
"Night!" I called as I left through the door.
"See ya, hot stuff!" He called just as the door swished shut.
I couldn't help but grin. Twist was great fun, if I only I could get a guy like him for real.
Jet welcomed me with a sleepy tail wag and I slipped in my bed and instantly fell asleep
OCs that will be used so far
Nicole - nicoleblakk
Jordan Sheeders- Jordan Sheeders
Karina (Edited, Originally Elis sister with magic powers. Changed for story line)