Sakura in Paris 2
Part Seventeen: Kero's Advice
(The giant black mass of tire-rubber bounded down the hill, bouncing and hopping over small hillocks, its single occupant shrilly screaming herself hoarse.)
Max: HEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLPPPPPPPPMMMMMMMMMEEEEEEE! [*O*]
(A large rattlesnake, lying curled in the sun, raises its head curiously as the tire comes bounded towards it. Reacting instinctively, the snake lashes out at the tire and sinks its fangs into the rubber. Unfortunately for the poor reptile, he is dragged along after the tire, going all swirly-eyed as he was beaten flat and unconscious.)
Ameoba Boy: DON'T WORRY, MAX!!! WE'LL COME SAVE YOU!!!! '*0*'
Raye (smacking the paramecium upside the head): You stay here shrieking like a dental drill and we'll go and endager ourselves for Max.
Ameoba Boy: Ow. . . . .
Max: ITHINKI'MGOINGTOBESICK!!!!!!!! [@O@]
Ms. Sinic (gasps): Oh no!! Max, look-
CRASH!!
Ms. Sinic (weakly): -out. . . .
Christopher & Li: Well, would you look at that?
(Max and her tire have crashed through the boundary fence, leaving a large hole in their wake.)
Raye: FORWARD TO FREEDOM!!! *(^O^)*
{Disclaimer}
Don't own Li, Sakura, Kero, Madison, Tori, and Sakura's Dad.
Do I have to explain myself anymore?
I'll gladly open a can o' whoop-ass if you'd like.
"If you ask me," Kero said, tapping reflectively at his chin with a stubby arm. "I think this all has to do with past lifetimes and different dimensions."
"Okay, Kero," Sakura said. "But how are they all connected? How come Nicolus, or Shawn, or whoever! had magic? How could he summon a creature from another dimension? And why couldn't any of us sense his magic?"
"Hmmm," Kero said thoughtfully, tapping at his forehead now. "Well, it could be like this,
"Shawn's magic, and therefore Nicolus' magic, is a different type of magic than the type me, you and the Brat are familiar with, so we couldn't sense it merely because it was a new type of magic."
"But how are they connected and how does Shawn have magic?" Sakura asked exasperatedly.
"You know," Kero paused for a moment. "Now that I start to think about it, I can faintly remember something. . ."
"What?!?" Sakura asked eagerly, and much louder than neccessary.
Kero winced, then rubbed at his ears before speaking again. "If my memory's correct, I can barely remember my Master having an apprentice."
"An apprentice to Clow Reed?" Sakura asked, puzzled.
Kero nodded. "He was an all-out faliure as apprentices go; couldn't even master the simplest magic techniques. But my Master kept him on, certain that he had hidden magic within him." Kero shook his head ruefully. "And I suppose my Master was right."
"Why do you say that?" Sakura asked, leaning closer to the floating Guardian.
"Well, the apprentice decided to dabble with some of the Master's special spells. He must have thought that if he could master one of the spells, that he would gain some praise from Master." Kero sighed. "Naive boy."
"Continue." Sakura urged eagerly.
"Well, he decided that he would try to create a Clow Card. But he lost control of the spell before it was completely finished."
"What happened to him?" Sakura asked.
"He was destroyed in a backlash of magic. The Card he had been trying to create escaped, half-made and unfinished. The Master never quite found out what had happened to the creature." Kero frowned. "But there was something else about the half-made Card that was strange."
"Which was?" Sakura pried.
"When it was created, the backlash that destroyed the apprentice had to go somewhere, but it just seemed to disappear like the Card. No trace, not even a hint of what had happened to it." Kero sighed. "It was one of the very few mysteries my Master never solved."
Sakura frowned. "It feels like I'm missing something important, something that's right in front of my face. . ."
Kero yawned widely, then waved a tiny paw across the room. The high ceiling light and bedside lamp flickered out, leaving moonlight as the only illuminater of the bedroom. Crawling into his sock drawer bed, Kero fought back another yawn.
"If you want my advice, Sakura, don't worry about things you can't do anything about. Keep your mind focused on the future and protecting yourself and your friends. And be ready for anything," Kero murmured as he drifted off to sleep. "And always expect the
unexpected. . ."
(Max stands dizzy and extremely swirly-eyed just within the Mexican border.)
Max (slurring and lisping): Grandad, you ran another stop sign . . . [@~@]
Raye: MAX!!! YOU DID IT!!!! *(^o^)*
(Everyone gathers around the nearly unconscious girl and begin slapping her on the back.)
Li: We've made it, Sakura!
Sakura: I can't wait to get some yummy Mexican food!
Psycho: Here here! I'm starving!!
Ms. Sinic: I'll say. I'm so hungry even that tire is looking good.....
Ameoba Boy: Hey, Max! Did you lose a belt?
(The microorganisim holds up a rattlesnake belt {I guess we all know what happened to that poor snake that got dragged along for a bumpy ride....}.)
Max (woozily): I'm a whale, an endangered mammal.... Hug me!!
Christopher: Uh, no.
Raye: I agree with Christopher on this one.
Max (blinking blearily as she falls face-first to the dust): Smell the color nine....
Part Seventeen: Kero's Advice
(The giant black mass of tire-rubber bounded down the hill, bouncing and hopping over small hillocks, its single occupant shrilly screaming herself hoarse.)
Max: HEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLPPPPPPPPMMMMMMMMMEEEEEEE! [*O*]
(A large rattlesnake, lying curled in the sun, raises its head curiously as the tire comes bounded towards it. Reacting instinctively, the snake lashes out at the tire and sinks its fangs into the rubber. Unfortunately for the poor reptile, he is dragged along after the tire, going all swirly-eyed as he was beaten flat and unconscious.)
Ameoba Boy: DON'T WORRY, MAX!!! WE'LL COME SAVE YOU!!!! '*0*'
Raye (smacking the paramecium upside the head): You stay here shrieking like a dental drill and we'll go and endager ourselves for Max.
Ameoba Boy: Ow. . . . .
Max: ITHINKI'MGOINGTOBESICK!!!!!!!! [@O@]
Ms. Sinic (gasps): Oh no!! Max, look-
CRASH!!
Ms. Sinic (weakly): -out. . . .
Christopher & Li: Well, would you look at that?
(Max and her tire have crashed through the boundary fence, leaving a large hole in their wake.)
Raye: FORWARD TO FREEDOM!!! *(^O^)*
{Disclaimer}
Don't own Li, Sakura, Kero, Madison, Tori, and Sakura's Dad.
Do I have to explain myself anymore?
I'll gladly open a can o' whoop-ass if you'd like.
"If you ask me," Kero said, tapping reflectively at his chin with a stubby arm. "I think this all has to do with past lifetimes and different dimensions."
"Okay, Kero," Sakura said. "But how are they all connected? How come Nicolus, or Shawn, or whoever! had magic? How could he summon a creature from another dimension? And why couldn't any of us sense his magic?"
"Hmmm," Kero said thoughtfully, tapping at his forehead now. "Well, it could be like this,
"Shawn's magic, and therefore Nicolus' magic, is a different type of magic than the type me, you and the Brat are familiar with, so we couldn't sense it merely because it was a new type of magic."
"But how are they connected and how does Shawn have magic?" Sakura asked exasperatedly.
"You know," Kero paused for a moment. "Now that I start to think about it, I can faintly remember something. . ."
"What?!?" Sakura asked eagerly, and much louder than neccessary.
Kero winced, then rubbed at his ears before speaking again. "If my memory's correct, I can barely remember my Master having an apprentice."
"An apprentice to Clow Reed?" Sakura asked, puzzled.
Kero nodded. "He was an all-out faliure as apprentices go; couldn't even master the simplest magic techniques. But my Master kept him on, certain that he had hidden magic within him." Kero shook his head ruefully. "And I suppose my Master was right."
"Why do you say that?" Sakura asked, leaning closer to the floating Guardian.
"Well, the apprentice decided to dabble with some of the Master's special spells. He must have thought that if he could master one of the spells, that he would gain some praise from Master." Kero sighed. "Naive boy."
"Continue." Sakura urged eagerly.
"Well, he decided that he would try to create a Clow Card. But he lost control of the spell before it was completely finished."
"What happened to him?" Sakura asked.
"He was destroyed in a backlash of magic. The Card he had been trying to create escaped, half-made and unfinished. The Master never quite found out what had happened to the creature." Kero frowned. "But there was something else about the half-made Card that was strange."
"Which was?" Sakura pried.
"When it was created, the backlash that destroyed the apprentice had to go somewhere, but it just seemed to disappear like the Card. No trace, not even a hint of what had happened to it." Kero sighed. "It was one of the very few mysteries my Master never solved."
Sakura frowned. "It feels like I'm missing something important, something that's right in front of my face. . ."
Kero yawned widely, then waved a tiny paw across the room. The high ceiling light and bedside lamp flickered out, leaving moonlight as the only illuminater of the bedroom. Crawling into his sock drawer bed, Kero fought back another yawn.
"If you want my advice, Sakura, don't worry about things you can't do anything about. Keep your mind focused on the future and protecting yourself and your friends. And be ready for anything," Kero murmured as he drifted off to sleep. "And always expect the
unexpected. . ."
(Max stands dizzy and extremely swirly-eyed just within the Mexican border.)
Max (slurring and lisping): Grandad, you ran another stop sign . . . [@~@]
Raye: MAX!!! YOU DID IT!!!! *(^o^)*
(Everyone gathers around the nearly unconscious girl and begin slapping her on the back.)
Li: We've made it, Sakura!
Sakura: I can't wait to get some yummy Mexican food!
Psycho: Here here! I'm starving!!
Ms. Sinic: I'll say. I'm so hungry even that tire is looking good.....
Ameoba Boy: Hey, Max! Did you lose a belt?
(The microorganisim holds up a rattlesnake belt {I guess we all know what happened to that poor snake that got dragged along for a bumpy ride....}.)
Max (woozily): I'm a whale, an endangered mammal.... Hug me!!
Christopher: Uh, no.
Raye: I agree with Christopher on this one.
Max (blinking blearily as she falls face-first to the dust): Smell the color nine....
