The Unknown Soldiers
Odin- Go away!
Bob- But I've only just begun, I haven't even gotten to the B section of the dictionary.
Don't worry, You'll still be unconcious after Z, then, I can read you "War and Peace."
Odin- Aaah!! :::Wakes up:::
Bob- I knew that'd get him up. Wait a minute, what's this? Ugh, I hate it when he has
these delusions of Relena, it doesn't help that I hate her either.
* * * In a Van * * *
In a hippie like, yet battery powered, van, An sat in a fluffy pasenger seat sleeping, and
yet, she was whistling Tacotta in D minor. In the driver's seat, Dahlia sat on a comfy stool
with a seat belt on, while the fuzzy steering wheel seemed to be moving on it's own. In the
back, the walls and windows had been painted over with a collage of Tigers. One distinct
section showed a larger picture, in black and white, with a few words in Elvish runes, that
said, "In loving memory of Anna Gerda, and all who lose their lives to poaching.",
surrounding it. The floor was carpetted, but there were grease marks around a Harley
Davidson with fire painted on it. Also on the floor were a few bean bag chairs and duffel
bags. The ceiling had a collage of shirts and posters, with a few stuffed animals hanging
from it, more stuffed animals were on a shelf, closed in with glass, going around the top of
the walls. The outside of the van was painted with a giant scene of a battle between
thousands of dragons. On the back, there was a video camera relaying it's image to the
rearview screen in front of the driver's seat. On the front window, around the edges, were
many bumper stickers and a few painted on swords. On the roof, there was a huge
painting of a yellow submarine with scenes from Beatles' movies as the background.
Then, An frustratingly turned over and said, "Fine, I'll drive, just stop complainin' about
'waisting yer powers.' They pulled over and Dahlia moved to the passenger seat while An
put the stool away and got in the driver's seat. "Ugh, I'm hungry, let's stop somewhere to
eat first. We're right near a good rest stop.", said An, squinting at the blank horizon.
-Alright, how's the rat dining look?- Dahlia hopped onto the dashboard and looked out the
window towards the horizon, squinting a little and sniffing the air.
"Well, looks like this one has Scottish rats livin' there, they've got a little tavern behind
one of the resturaunts. I guess I'll have to settle for some fast-food, not many Scottish
people I guess. I'll bring you my fries, too." They drove a little ways and turned into a rest
stop, and An let Dahlia off at the tavern and went to the front to park. She got out and walked
into the store. "Alright. I'll have a Double Whopper with Cheese, no onions, no pickles, a
large fries, and a medium Tonic (soda, pop, Coke, whatever you want to call it.) oh, and an
apple pie. Thank you." An payed and went to the soda fountain to fill her cup while her order
is processed. As she usually did, she took a little of each drink there, which she called a
"Graveyard : )"
"How childish.", came a voice behind her. She turned around and saw a tall man with
long hair and a scraggly beard and mustache.
"Aye. And such a badly raised man before me, sir.", she countered, knowing exactly who
it was.
"Eh? You dissin' my mudda?", he said glaring over her.
"Mine as well, Cale. What brings you here?", she said, putting a lid on her drink and
getting a straw.
"Well, I was driving by when I saw the strangest lookin' van parked outside, I knew, it
belonged to the same person that painted our cabin with a scene from Lord of the Rings."
he said as she picked up her food and sat down at a booth.
"Aye. It gets rather boring between missions." - But let us speak in our minds about that.-
she started to think as she began eating.
-What of the missions?- he started eating the food he had ordered.
-Have you heard of Gundams?-
-Aye, destroyed our only hope for peace.-
-That wasn't our fault!!-
-Your...How could you sister?- he thought as he got up and began to packed his food away to leave.
-Please, we were told it was an Oz meeting, not the alliance leaders, by the time we found out, it was too late, brother please, I wasn't even there.- she lightly pressed her hand on his arm. He looked to the side angered and sat back down, not looking at her face.
-Fine, what have you to say.-
-that I missed you. I want to stay with you, but I have to do this. Say hello to Renee and Father.-
-Renee is gone, she was taken on her way home from a movie, we don't know where.-
-I think I know what happened. Don't worry, she'll be alright. How's Pa?-
-He's alright, he's just a little upset about you runnun' away and Renee bein' kidnapped, Ma's ok too.-
-Aye, that's good, how's Patches and Dave?-
Odin- Go away!
Bob- But I've only just begun, I haven't even gotten to the B section of the dictionary.
Don't worry, You'll still be unconcious after Z, then, I can read you "War and Peace."
Odin- Aaah!! :::Wakes up:::
Bob- I knew that'd get him up. Wait a minute, what's this? Ugh, I hate it when he has
these delusions of Relena, it doesn't help that I hate her either.
* * * In a Van * * *
In a hippie like, yet battery powered, van, An sat in a fluffy pasenger seat sleeping, and
yet, she was whistling Tacotta in D minor. In the driver's seat, Dahlia sat on a comfy stool
with a seat belt on, while the fuzzy steering wheel seemed to be moving on it's own. In the
back, the walls and windows had been painted over with a collage of Tigers. One distinct
section showed a larger picture, in black and white, with a few words in Elvish runes, that
said, "In loving memory of Anna Gerda, and all who lose their lives to poaching.",
surrounding it. The floor was carpetted, but there were grease marks around a Harley
Davidson with fire painted on it. Also on the floor were a few bean bag chairs and duffel
bags. The ceiling had a collage of shirts and posters, with a few stuffed animals hanging
from it, more stuffed animals were on a shelf, closed in with glass, going around the top of
the walls. The outside of the van was painted with a giant scene of a battle between
thousands of dragons. On the back, there was a video camera relaying it's image to the
rearview screen in front of the driver's seat. On the front window, around the edges, were
many bumper stickers and a few painted on swords. On the roof, there was a huge
painting of a yellow submarine with scenes from Beatles' movies as the background.
Then, An frustratingly turned over and said, "Fine, I'll drive, just stop complainin' about
'waisting yer powers.' They pulled over and Dahlia moved to the passenger seat while An
put the stool away and got in the driver's seat. "Ugh, I'm hungry, let's stop somewhere to
eat first. We're right near a good rest stop.", said An, squinting at the blank horizon.
-Alright, how's the rat dining look?- Dahlia hopped onto the dashboard and looked out the
window towards the horizon, squinting a little and sniffing the air.
"Well, looks like this one has Scottish rats livin' there, they've got a little tavern behind
one of the resturaunts. I guess I'll have to settle for some fast-food, not many Scottish
people I guess. I'll bring you my fries, too." They drove a little ways and turned into a rest
stop, and An let Dahlia off at the tavern and went to the front to park. She got out and walked
into the store. "Alright. I'll have a Double Whopper with Cheese, no onions, no pickles, a
large fries, and a medium Tonic (soda, pop, Coke, whatever you want to call it.) oh, and an
apple pie. Thank you." An payed and went to the soda fountain to fill her cup while her order
is processed. As she usually did, she took a little of each drink there, which she called a
"Graveyard : )"
"How childish.", came a voice behind her. She turned around and saw a tall man with
long hair and a scraggly beard and mustache.
"Aye. And such a badly raised man before me, sir.", she countered, knowing exactly who
it was.
"Eh? You dissin' my mudda?", he said glaring over her.
"Mine as well, Cale. What brings you here?", she said, putting a lid on her drink and
getting a straw.
"Well, I was driving by when I saw the strangest lookin' van parked outside, I knew, it
belonged to the same person that painted our cabin with a scene from Lord of the Rings."
he said as she picked up her food and sat down at a booth.
"Aye. It gets rather boring between missions." - But let us speak in our minds about that.-
she started to think as she began eating.
-What of the missions?- he started eating the food he had ordered.
-Have you heard of Gundams?-
-Aye, destroyed our only hope for peace.-
-That wasn't our fault!!-
-Your...How could you sister?- he thought as he got up and began to packed his food away to leave.
-Please, we were told it was an Oz meeting, not the alliance leaders, by the time we found out, it was too late, brother please, I wasn't even there.- she lightly pressed her hand on his arm. He looked to the side angered and sat back down, not looking at her face.
-Fine, what have you to say.-
-that I missed you. I want to stay with you, but I have to do this. Say hello to Renee and Father.-
-Renee is gone, she was taken on her way home from a movie, we don't know where.-
-I think I know what happened. Don't worry, she'll be alright. How's Pa?-
-He's alright, he's just a little upset about you runnun' away and Renee bein' kidnapped, Ma's ok too.-
-Aye, that's good, how's Patches and Dave?-
