(I apologize in advance to Baset: Huntress of the Night, and Pop Flower, for any humiliation this brings to you. I also apologize to any person who reads this named Greg.)


Rita sat in a swivel chair in the basement of her family's house, feet up on a

wooden computer desk. She pulled her earphones on and punched a couple buttons on the

small keyboard, and music thundered in her ears. Though the pounding music was

incredibly loud, it did not conceal the tears cascading over her cheeks. She punched up

the e-mail again. It read: Hey baby, I'm back in town. I thought we'd get together and do

what you and I both know didn't happen before, so I wouldn't be lying anymore. Love ya,

Greg. "Insolent Bastard..." Rita said softly, when the music abruptly was shut off and the

headphones yanked away. For a moment Rita thought it would be Greg, but it wasn't, it

was Kaylynn. "Are you trying to make yourself deaf THIS early in life, Ri?" Kaylynn

said, frowning. Rita moved to close the e-mail but Kaylynn stopped her. "HIM?! THAT

LITTLE BASTARD! HE'S GOT SOME NERVE!" Kaylynn screamed, all too close to

Rita's ear. "Ow..." Rita said, rubbing her ear slowly in hopes of stopping the ringing.

"The bastard...what WAS it that he did that made you so sad, and every single guy in

school call for, "Rita, Sex Goddess"?" Kaylynn asked. Rita's glare silenced her. "Oh my

god, you didn't..." Kaylynn said, stepping backwards. "No, but everyone in town thinks

so." Rita said bitterly as she got up and walked over to the door to her basement

bedroom, slamming it shut. Then, Kaylynn had an idea. She slid into the computer chair

and punched up her e-mail account. "Please let Kyle be on...please...please...Yes!"

Kaylynn shouted to absolutely no one. Quickly she invited him to a private chatroom and

within seconds he had entered, the conversation went as the following

* * *

OnlineHost: Black Knight Kyle has entered the chatroom.

Kaylynn of Darkstorm: Kyle? It's me, Kaylynn.

Black Knight Kyle: Yeah? What's up?

Kaylynn of Darkstorm: It's about Rita; do you know the guy in this picture? I'm

uploading it now.

* * *

Kaylynn quickly went to Rita's supposedly secure digital photo file and uploaded

a picture of Rita and Greg at an ice cream parlor.

* * *

Black Knight Kyle: Yeah, that's Greg Harikuma.

Kaylynn of Darkstorm: YOU KNOW THAT LITTLE BASTARD?!

Black Knight Kyle: Yeah, "that little bastard" was my best friend in my hometown. I hear

he moved back to Tukihama for some reason, said something about some girl he wanted

to see.

Kaylynn of Darkstorm: that girl is Rita!

Black Knight Kyle: umm...and that's bad...why?

* * *

Kaylynn quickly explained the situation to Kyle.

* * *
Black Knight Kyle: Ohmigod...THAT LITTLE BASTARD! Now I'M going to kill him!

Kaylynn of Darkstorm: The only way to settle this...is a Robattle between Lita and Greg!

Black Knight Kyle: *fake British accent* Capital Idea!

Kaylynn of Darkstorm: He DOE'S have a Medabot, doesn't he?

Black Knight Kyle: Yeah, a Sharkkan.

Kaylynn of Darkstorm: Good, I'll set it up, we'll talk later, k? Later!

OnlineHost: Kaylynn of Darkstorm has left the chatroom.

OnlineHost: Black Knight Kyle has left the chatroom.

OnlineHost: umm...anybody out there?

(Ok, so the plan is in place, and Greg is going down. Tune in next time on Medabots!)