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Hey peeps. Here's chapter 2 for ya. Hope ya like it!
When they arrived at the room Selphie stopped.
"Here we are, teehee,"she giggled. D.W. raised an eyebrow at her little giggle.
"Great. Thanks. Well I'd like to get some practice in at the training center, could ya take me there?"
"No problem!"she said grabbing his arm and pulling him with her.
When they got there D.W. unstrapped his swallow and Selphie started getting out her nunchaku.
"Mind if I practice with ya?"she asked.
"Not a bit,"he replied. 'Great now I have to keep up with some little girly girl while I'm supposed to be slaughtering T-Rexaurs,' he thought,'But she does look cute in that little yellow dress-Wait! No! Bad thoughts! Bad thoughts! Get out of my head! Think unsexy thoughts. Think unsexy thoughts!'
"Alright, here comes a T-Rexaur. You ready Selphie?"he asked knowing perfectly well she wouldn't even get to take a hit on it.
"Yupperz!"
D.W. positioned his swallow in front of him in a striking position and it gleamed in the light. He started to charge the T-Rexaur.
"Wait! What are you doing!? You'll be killed!"Selphie screamed desparately. 'What is he doing!?'she thought,'This guy is a moron. A cute moron, but a moron nonetheless.'
D.W. just grinned at her cries. He jumped and raised his swallow above his head. He came down and in one clean slash the T-Rexaur lay dead. Selphie's jaw practically hit the floor.
"H-H-How did you do that!? Booyaka! That was awesome!"
'Wow. This is so cool. I think I impressed her. Wait what are you a schoolboy alright shake it off just act arrogant.'he thought he had never become flustered before when somebody gave him a complement.
"That was nothing. I work better in high pressure situations."
"Oh look!"Selphi said glancing at her watch,"It's lunch time. You wanna head to the cafeteria with me?"
"Ummm..sure...I guess" 'Man! Why can't I say no to this chick? This is bad!'
In the cafeteria....
"Hey guys! Wussup?" Selphie greeted her friends. They all gave a resounding hey. 'Oh god! I'm gonna have to sit next to Irvine! That guy will not lay off!'Selphie dreaded.
She took her place next to Irvine and D.W. plopped down next to her. After chatting for a second they went and got there food.
When they sat back down Irvine placed his arm around Selphie's waist. This time when she gave him the death glare his arm did not move. This did not go unnoticed by D.W. 'Who does he think he is!?'
D.W. then grabbed a napkin and proceeded to write something. He motioned subtlely for Selphie to read it.
It read: Do you want his arm there?
Selphie lightly shook her head so that only D.W. could see. He gave an agreeable nod, turned to Irvine and said,"Hey cowpoke. Move your arm or see it amputated."
Hey peeps. Here's chapter 2 for ya. Hope ya like it!
When they arrived at the room Selphie stopped.
"Here we are, teehee,"she giggled. D.W. raised an eyebrow at her little giggle.
"Great. Thanks. Well I'd like to get some practice in at the training center, could ya take me there?"
"No problem!"she said grabbing his arm and pulling him with her.
When they got there D.W. unstrapped his swallow and Selphie started getting out her nunchaku.
"Mind if I practice with ya?"she asked.
"Not a bit,"he replied. 'Great now I have to keep up with some little girly girl while I'm supposed to be slaughtering T-Rexaurs,' he thought,'But she does look cute in that little yellow dress-Wait! No! Bad thoughts! Bad thoughts! Get out of my head! Think unsexy thoughts. Think unsexy thoughts!'
"Alright, here comes a T-Rexaur. You ready Selphie?"he asked knowing perfectly well she wouldn't even get to take a hit on it.
"Yupperz!"
D.W. positioned his swallow in front of him in a striking position and it gleamed in the light. He started to charge the T-Rexaur.
"Wait! What are you doing!? You'll be killed!"Selphie screamed desparately. 'What is he doing!?'she thought,'This guy is a moron. A cute moron, but a moron nonetheless.'
D.W. just grinned at her cries. He jumped and raised his swallow above his head. He came down and in one clean slash the T-Rexaur lay dead. Selphie's jaw practically hit the floor.
"H-H-How did you do that!? Booyaka! That was awesome!"
'Wow. This is so cool. I think I impressed her. Wait what are you a schoolboy alright shake it off just act arrogant.'he thought he had never become flustered before when somebody gave him a complement.
"That was nothing. I work better in high pressure situations."
"Oh look!"Selphi said glancing at her watch,"It's lunch time. You wanna head to the cafeteria with me?"
"Ummm..sure...I guess" 'Man! Why can't I say no to this chick? This is bad!'
In the cafeteria....
"Hey guys! Wussup?" Selphie greeted her friends. They all gave a resounding hey. 'Oh god! I'm gonna have to sit next to Irvine! That guy will not lay off!'Selphie dreaded.
She took her place next to Irvine and D.W. plopped down next to her. After chatting for a second they went and got there food.
When they sat back down Irvine placed his arm around Selphie's waist. This time when she gave him the death glare his arm did not move. This did not go unnoticed by D.W. 'Who does he think he is!?'
D.W. then grabbed a napkin and proceeded to write something. He motioned subtlely for Selphie to read it.
It read: Do you want his arm there?
Selphie lightly shook her head so that only D.W. could see. He gave an agreeable nod, turned to Irvine and said,"Hey cowpoke. Move your arm or see it amputated."