Disclaimer: See previous page =)
Chapter 1
"Man, this is bullshit." Mike exclaimed as he ascended from his knelt position. "Every week we have to do this." Mike was a tall man¸ just out of basic training. He was stationed on planet Akroman along with his friends with Harold and Apryl. "It's cause I'm black." Harold said.
"Hey dumbass¸ you ain't black." Mike replied with a hint of annoyance. "I thought we discussed this after the last incident." The fact is that Harold isn't black. He's the biggest white kid you could find. He lived in Oklahoma II on Beta Earth. "Now wait a sec. That wasn't my fault. Apryl was the one that dared me to get up on stage. How was I supposed to know that they would all try to jump me when I called them niggas?" He explained holding his hands up.
Apryl stood up and pushed Harold down. "Hey, don't try to blame this shit on me. You are the dumbass that didn't realize that when you are in a black club and you get up on stage and call them niggas after flowing horribly, you'd get your ass kicked. You are lucky that me and Mike were there to save you." Apryl was a small girl, but that didn't stop her from being a bad ass. She backs up everything she says with fists and doesn't take shit from anyone. You can say that she has a little problem with respecting people. In fact, the only people she respects are Mike and Harold, because they earned it.
Harold leapt to his feet and ran at Apryl, ready to fight. "What the hell did you do that for?" Mike stepped between them and restrained Harold, holding his arms behind his back.
"Just calm down. You don't want to do anything that you'll regret." He quickly glanced at Apryl who was egging Harold on. "And you..." He pointed at Apryl. "...Cut your shit."
"Get off me." Harold uttered as he escaped from Mike's chokehold. "You just wait Apryl. I'll get you later today."
"Yeah right. You and what army." She snickered. "And what makes you think that you'll get me later anyways?"
"Today's grappling. I know that you've beaten me every other time, but I think that I might have a chance this time. I've been working out." He flexed his biceps to prove his point. Apryl pointed and started laughing.
"You expect to beat me with those." She laughed at his puny muscles. "Are you sure those are muscles?" She poked them to make sure that they were real. "I could beat you with my hands tied behind my back."
"Just you wait. I'll beat you. You just wait and see." He started to pout, but stopped when he saw that Apryl wasn't looking. "Hey Apryl, what's up?"
"It's Mike." She looked at him. "He's just staring off into space." "Hey buddy. You okay?" Harold waved his hands in front of Mike's face. Mike snapped back into reality. "Huh? Oh yeah. Yeah I'm fine." He turned his back to Harold and started walking to the door. "I'm going to go back to the barracks. I'll see you guys at grappling practice." He stumbled dreamily outside in the direction of the barracks.
"What's up with him?" Harold asked Apryl. "The dreams are back." She answered as she walked away. "You remember what happened last time he had the dreams."
"Yeah. Yeah how could I forget?" Harold answered as he walked and put his arms around Apryl's neck. "So how about we go for a walk." She gave him a weird look. "To clear our heads a little I mean." He muttered nervously. "Well if you don't want to then I'll just see you at practice." He started to run off, but Apryl grabbed his arm. "I never said no." She took hold of his hand and pulled him along. "Remember, this is just to clear our heads. Don't get your hopes up or anything."
"What do you mean get my hopes up? Are you inquiring that I wanted to do this for other reasons?" He told her while averting her eyes.
"Wow, inquiring is a pretty big word. Did you think that up all by yourself? And I wasn't "inquiring" anything. Does someone have a guilty conscience?" She giggled as they walked hand in hand out of the training hall.
Chapter 1
"Man, this is bullshit." Mike exclaimed as he ascended from his knelt position. "Every week we have to do this." Mike was a tall man¸ just out of basic training. He was stationed on planet Akroman along with his friends with Harold and Apryl. "It's cause I'm black." Harold said.
"Hey dumbass¸ you ain't black." Mike replied with a hint of annoyance. "I thought we discussed this after the last incident." The fact is that Harold isn't black. He's the biggest white kid you could find. He lived in Oklahoma II on Beta Earth. "Now wait a sec. That wasn't my fault. Apryl was the one that dared me to get up on stage. How was I supposed to know that they would all try to jump me when I called them niggas?" He explained holding his hands up.
Apryl stood up and pushed Harold down. "Hey, don't try to blame this shit on me. You are the dumbass that didn't realize that when you are in a black club and you get up on stage and call them niggas after flowing horribly, you'd get your ass kicked. You are lucky that me and Mike were there to save you." Apryl was a small girl, but that didn't stop her from being a bad ass. She backs up everything she says with fists and doesn't take shit from anyone. You can say that she has a little problem with respecting people. In fact, the only people she respects are Mike and Harold, because they earned it.
Harold leapt to his feet and ran at Apryl, ready to fight. "What the hell did you do that for?" Mike stepped between them and restrained Harold, holding his arms behind his back.
"Just calm down. You don't want to do anything that you'll regret." He quickly glanced at Apryl who was egging Harold on. "And you..." He pointed at Apryl. "...Cut your shit."
"Get off me." Harold uttered as he escaped from Mike's chokehold. "You just wait Apryl. I'll get you later today."
"Yeah right. You and what army." She snickered. "And what makes you think that you'll get me later anyways?"
"Today's grappling. I know that you've beaten me every other time, but I think that I might have a chance this time. I've been working out." He flexed his biceps to prove his point. Apryl pointed and started laughing.
"You expect to beat me with those." She laughed at his puny muscles. "Are you sure those are muscles?" She poked them to make sure that they were real. "I could beat you with my hands tied behind my back."
"Just you wait. I'll beat you. You just wait and see." He started to pout, but stopped when he saw that Apryl wasn't looking. "Hey Apryl, what's up?"
"It's Mike." She looked at him. "He's just staring off into space." "Hey buddy. You okay?" Harold waved his hands in front of Mike's face. Mike snapped back into reality. "Huh? Oh yeah. Yeah I'm fine." He turned his back to Harold and started walking to the door. "I'm going to go back to the barracks. I'll see you guys at grappling practice." He stumbled dreamily outside in the direction of the barracks.
"What's up with him?" Harold asked Apryl. "The dreams are back." She answered as she walked away. "You remember what happened last time he had the dreams."
"Yeah. Yeah how could I forget?" Harold answered as he walked and put his arms around Apryl's neck. "So how about we go for a walk." She gave him a weird look. "To clear our heads a little I mean." He muttered nervously. "Well if you don't want to then I'll just see you at practice." He started to run off, but Apryl grabbed his arm. "I never said no." She took hold of his hand and pulled him along. "Remember, this is just to clear our heads. Don't get your hopes up or anything."
"What do you mean get my hopes up? Are you inquiring that I wanted to do this for other reasons?" He told her while averting her eyes.
"Wow, inquiring is a pretty big word. Did you think that up all by yourself? And I wasn't "inquiring" anything. Does someone have a guilty conscience?" She giggled as they walked hand in hand out of the training hall.