Chapter XIV: A Whole Lot'a Screams and a Couple More Twists
Brad walked down the hall of George's palace, going nowhere in particular. He stopped in front of Chibodee's room and listened in amusement to Chibodee and Volta fight.
"You are such a slob, Chib! No wonder George has so many maids. They all spend their time cleaning up this pigsty!" Volta said as she rushed around the room, picking up assorted articles of clothing.
"I'm a guy. Guys are allowed to do this kinda stuff," Chibodee said and leaned back against the wall. "That's why women were created. To clean up after us guys. Hey! Why'dya throw that at me? What did I do? I was just saying-"
"You take that back this instant, Chibodee Crockett or I'll throw you out of this room!" Volta threatened.
"Wha'? What did I say? HEEEEELLLLLPPPPP!" Chibodee screamed as Volta opened the door and threw him out of the room.
Chibodee got up from the floor as if nothing had happened and saw Brad looking at him in amusement. "What did I say?" he asked.
"Isn't it your room?" Brad pointed out. Bunny had told him to be more sociable. He'd try with all his heart.
"Good point. Gotta show her who's boss. Thanks," Chibodee said and stepped back into his room. "Volt, it's my room. You get out!"
A moment later, Chibodee came flying out of the room again. "AAAAAHHHHH! Okay. Guess that didn't work. Guess Volta is the boss. Why me?" He rolled his eyes. "Why did I have to fall for that little hot-headed." Chibodee described Volta colorfully. Very colorfully.
Brad cleared his throat to make his presence known. "Oh, sorry, Brad." Chibodee paused. "Wait! Why are you communicating with the outside world? What happened? Why did you actually speak to me out of your own free will?" Chibodee eyed Brad suspiciously.
"Fine. I'll go away. I'll go talk to someone who actually knows how to carry out a conversation that consists of more than 'What did I do?' and 'Huh?' "
"Huh?" Chibodee stared at Brad as he walked away. "Hey! What did I do?" he asked himself aloud.
Brad chuckled to himself and walked away.
* * *
"You WHAT?!?!?" Bersek screamed at Dr. Klements.
"I need to infect-wrong word-give you the power of DG cells-well, HG cells. They make you more powerful than in your wildest dreams! I swear!" Dr. Klements replied calmly.
"Remind me why you need to do this again," Bersek ordered.
"Because. This way you'll be more powerful and able to defeat the Shuffle Alliance easily. That's what you want, right?"
"I don't need those HG cells. I can beat Domon Kasshu by myself. Without the help of anything except my Hell Gundam," Bersek said hotly.
Dr. Klements filled the injection tube with HG (Hell Gundam) cells. He sneaked up quietly behind Bersek, but Bersek sensed him anyway. The Neo- German fighter whirled around and sent the injection tube of HG cells flying through the air.
"Oh, so you were trying to trick me, where you?" Bersek asked, backing up Dr. Klements against a wall. "Well, it's not going to work, old man. I'm going to kill you now so that you won't be able to betray me again. Ever!" Bersek was ready to smash Brad's father to pieces.
"You fool! Did you honestly believe that I would listen to you? I'm in control of the Hell Gundam. I created the Hell Gundam! I am the Hell Gundam. You were never part of my plan. Just a pawn. Another something I had to move in order to get where I wanted to be."
"I wouldn't be speaking if I were you, Dr. Klements. Telling me your whole plan," Bersek warned.
"Oh, but I have to power here, Bersek." Dr. Klements quickly stabbed Bersek in the arm with another tube of HG cells. "See, and now you'll come totally under my control."
Bersek just laughed-a harsh, cold laugh. Dr. Klements took this advantage to run from Bersek, out of the underground building. Away from the entire area. And the whole time Bersek just kept on laughing. He thought he could infect me with HG cells! I'm not as stupid as I may seem.
Bersek looked at his right hand. There was a crest glowing there. A Shuffle Alliance crest. The King of Diamonds.
* * *
Domon and the others were on the move again. They had gone from country to country and had beaten every one. Now the only contestants left in the eighteenth Gundam tournament were themselves.
"I don't wanna have to battle you guys," Chikori complained. "It's so not fair!" he said as he jumped up and down on his bed in the hotel room. No one answered his complaint.
"I wonder if Haaz is all right," Volta said as she leaned against Chibodee on the other side of the room.
"Of course he is. He's probably having dreams about his little Shining Gundam model or something," Chibodee assured her.
"Remember the night before Bunny's first Gundam fight?" Volta asked, changing the subject.
"Duh! I was bombarded with pillows. A person doesn't forget those drastic events in a person's life that easily."
"Huh? All we did was throw pillows at you. That's not a major achievement or anything. Oh, now I get it. It was like a world record or something. Not only can Chibodee Crocket beat the hell out of almost any Gundam fighter, but he can also dodge more pillows than any other human being at a record speed. Who cares if Chibodee is one of the top fighters ever? It's much more important that he can block pillows. And there you have it, ladies and gentleman. Chibodee Crockett is much prouder of his dodging pillow techniques than anything else," Volta said sarcastically. She turned to see Sai Sici, Bunny, Chikori, and Chibodee rolling on the floor laughing.
"No-Volt," Chibodee said through fits of laughter. Once the laugher had subsided, Chibodee sat up again and whispered in Volta's ear, "It was the night I realized that I, well-that I loved you." Chibodee paused. For a moment, he looked frightened of what he had just said. "Oh, yeah. And, most importantly, I learned that doors are the best defense against pillows," he added hurriedly.
Volta hit Chibodee on the head. She started describing him in some very colorful words. ". '.I loved you. Oh, yeah. And, MOST IMPORTANTLY I LEARNED THAT DOORS ARE THE BEST DEFENCE AGAINST PILLOWS'!!! Chibodee Crockett, sometimes you disgust me."
"Volta, dear, there are some underage children around us. Are you sure you don't want to switch to Indian or something?" Chibodee suggested.
"You know Italian, right?"
Chibodee nodded.
"Good. I'll switch to it once I really get warmed-up," Volta said dryly.
"You mean you've just started?" Chibodee asked in awe.
"I told you I was better than you and Domon combined. Anyway." Volta continued insulting Chibodee and eventually lapsed into Italian. But Bunny knew Italian too.
* * *
Back in the hospital in Paris, Haaz was no longer in a coma. He was still terribly weak and feverish, and had been sleeping for the past five days. But Haaz wasn't dreaming about Shining Gundams. In fact, he was having a very different type of dream.
The blonde man who had kidnapped Bunny-what was his name? Bersek?-was running. His hand was glowing. The King of Diamonds. His arm was a purplish color, with a sort of metallic hue. "I thought that HG cells couldn't affect a Shuffle Alliance member," he said to himself out loud. "I'm going to turn into a slave to the Hell Gundam. But it's the Gundam. It should be a slave to me!" he continued voicing his thoughts aloud.
"And what ever happened to that Bunny girl? She must have escaped, hmm? Oh well, considering the fact that I'm going to them now, it really doesn't matter.
"Dr. Klements, he's up to something. Why did he infect me with HG cells? He probably thought that I was stupid. Ha! I'm the King of Diamonds! The only Gundam fighter better than me is Domon Kasshu. And he was an idiot to pass his crest on to that Klements kid. If Domon's that stupid, I should be able to beat him easily."
Bersek came to a large hotel building. He smirked as his crest glowed brightly. Bersek pushed open the door and walked up to the clerk. "Is a Domon Kasshu staying here?" he asked.
The clerk nodded.
"Call him and tell him that.that a friend is here to visit," Bersek said.
The clerk hastily picked up the phone and dialed three numbers. "Hello? Is this room 1318? Good. I'd like to inform you that a friend is coming up to your room to visit you.
"What? No, he didn't say what his name was. Just a friend. Okay, I'll do that Ms. Lao," The clerk hung up the phone. "They said that you can't go up until-Hey? Where'd he go?" the clerk asked himself. Bersek had already started up the stairs.
Room 1318.Bersek read the signs of each door he passed. 1310, 1312, 1314, 1316, 1318. There is was! Bersek breathed in nerviously. "What if they won't accept me? What if they throw me out? What if they don't cure me? What if I'm taken over by the HG cells? What if-" Bersek shook his head. Slowly, he knocked on the door.
Bersek heard someone curse. "I thought I told they guy that no one can come up here." Bersek heard someone moving across the floor. "Don't you move, Chibodee Crockett! I'm not done with you yet," the voice reprimanded. Slowly, the door opened. Volta just stood there, staring at the unexpected guest. Bersek stared back at her. "Oh my god." Volta eventually murmured.
Haaz sat bolt upright in bed. Bersek had.Haaz shook his head. It was just a bad dream, he thought to himself reassuringly. Volta's fine. It was just a dream. Haaz slipped back down under the covers of his hospital bed and soon fell asleep again. It was just a dream.But it wasn't. It had really happened.
Brad walked down the hall of George's palace, going nowhere in particular. He stopped in front of Chibodee's room and listened in amusement to Chibodee and Volta fight.
"You are such a slob, Chib! No wonder George has so many maids. They all spend their time cleaning up this pigsty!" Volta said as she rushed around the room, picking up assorted articles of clothing.
"I'm a guy. Guys are allowed to do this kinda stuff," Chibodee said and leaned back against the wall. "That's why women were created. To clean up after us guys. Hey! Why'dya throw that at me? What did I do? I was just saying-"
"You take that back this instant, Chibodee Crockett or I'll throw you out of this room!" Volta threatened.
"Wha'? What did I say? HEEEEELLLLLPPPPP!" Chibodee screamed as Volta opened the door and threw him out of the room.
Chibodee got up from the floor as if nothing had happened and saw Brad looking at him in amusement. "What did I say?" he asked.
"Isn't it your room?" Brad pointed out. Bunny had told him to be more sociable. He'd try with all his heart.
"Good point. Gotta show her who's boss. Thanks," Chibodee said and stepped back into his room. "Volt, it's my room. You get out!"
A moment later, Chibodee came flying out of the room again. "AAAAAHHHHH! Okay. Guess that didn't work. Guess Volta is the boss. Why me?" He rolled his eyes. "Why did I have to fall for that little hot-headed." Chibodee described Volta colorfully. Very colorfully.
Brad cleared his throat to make his presence known. "Oh, sorry, Brad." Chibodee paused. "Wait! Why are you communicating with the outside world? What happened? Why did you actually speak to me out of your own free will?" Chibodee eyed Brad suspiciously.
"Fine. I'll go away. I'll go talk to someone who actually knows how to carry out a conversation that consists of more than 'What did I do?' and 'Huh?' "
"Huh?" Chibodee stared at Brad as he walked away. "Hey! What did I do?" he asked himself aloud.
Brad chuckled to himself and walked away.
* * *
"You WHAT?!?!?" Bersek screamed at Dr. Klements.
"I need to infect-wrong word-give you the power of DG cells-well, HG cells. They make you more powerful than in your wildest dreams! I swear!" Dr. Klements replied calmly.
"Remind me why you need to do this again," Bersek ordered.
"Because. This way you'll be more powerful and able to defeat the Shuffle Alliance easily. That's what you want, right?"
"I don't need those HG cells. I can beat Domon Kasshu by myself. Without the help of anything except my Hell Gundam," Bersek said hotly.
Dr. Klements filled the injection tube with HG (Hell Gundam) cells. He sneaked up quietly behind Bersek, but Bersek sensed him anyway. The Neo- German fighter whirled around and sent the injection tube of HG cells flying through the air.
"Oh, so you were trying to trick me, where you?" Bersek asked, backing up Dr. Klements against a wall. "Well, it's not going to work, old man. I'm going to kill you now so that you won't be able to betray me again. Ever!" Bersek was ready to smash Brad's father to pieces.
"You fool! Did you honestly believe that I would listen to you? I'm in control of the Hell Gundam. I created the Hell Gundam! I am the Hell Gundam. You were never part of my plan. Just a pawn. Another something I had to move in order to get where I wanted to be."
"I wouldn't be speaking if I were you, Dr. Klements. Telling me your whole plan," Bersek warned.
"Oh, but I have to power here, Bersek." Dr. Klements quickly stabbed Bersek in the arm with another tube of HG cells. "See, and now you'll come totally under my control."
Bersek just laughed-a harsh, cold laugh. Dr. Klements took this advantage to run from Bersek, out of the underground building. Away from the entire area. And the whole time Bersek just kept on laughing. He thought he could infect me with HG cells! I'm not as stupid as I may seem.
Bersek looked at his right hand. There was a crest glowing there. A Shuffle Alliance crest. The King of Diamonds.
* * *
Domon and the others were on the move again. They had gone from country to country and had beaten every one. Now the only contestants left in the eighteenth Gundam tournament were themselves.
"I don't wanna have to battle you guys," Chikori complained. "It's so not fair!" he said as he jumped up and down on his bed in the hotel room. No one answered his complaint.
"I wonder if Haaz is all right," Volta said as she leaned against Chibodee on the other side of the room.
"Of course he is. He's probably having dreams about his little Shining Gundam model or something," Chibodee assured her.
"Remember the night before Bunny's first Gundam fight?" Volta asked, changing the subject.
"Duh! I was bombarded with pillows. A person doesn't forget those drastic events in a person's life that easily."
"Huh? All we did was throw pillows at you. That's not a major achievement or anything. Oh, now I get it. It was like a world record or something. Not only can Chibodee Crocket beat the hell out of almost any Gundam fighter, but he can also dodge more pillows than any other human being at a record speed. Who cares if Chibodee is one of the top fighters ever? It's much more important that he can block pillows. And there you have it, ladies and gentleman. Chibodee Crockett is much prouder of his dodging pillow techniques than anything else," Volta said sarcastically. She turned to see Sai Sici, Bunny, Chikori, and Chibodee rolling on the floor laughing.
"No-Volt," Chibodee said through fits of laughter. Once the laugher had subsided, Chibodee sat up again and whispered in Volta's ear, "It was the night I realized that I, well-that I loved you." Chibodee paused. For a moment, he looked frightened of what he had just said. "Oh, yeah. And, most importantly, I learned that doors are the best defense against pillows," he added hurriedly.
Volta hit Chibodee on the head. She started describing him in some very colorful words. ". '.I loved you. Oh, yeah. And, MOST IMPORTANTLY I LEARNED THAT DOORS ARE THE BEST DEFENCE AGAINST PILLOWS'!!! Chibodee Crockett, sometimes you disgust me."
"Volta, dear, there are some underage children around us. Are you sure you don't want to switch to Indian or something?" Chibodee suggested.
"You know Italian, right?"
Chibodee nodded.
"Good. I'll switch to it once I really get warmed-up," Volta said dryly.
"You mean you've just started?" Chibodee asked in awe.
"I told you I was better than you and Domon combined. Anyway." Volta continued insulting Chibodee and eventually lapsed into Italian. But Bunny knew Italian too.
* * *
Back in the hospital in Paris, Haaz was no longer in a coma. He was still terribly weak and feverish, and had been sleeping for the past five days. But Haaz wasn't dreaming about Shining Gundams. In fact, he was having a very different type of dream.
The blonde man who had kidnapped Bunny-what was his name? Bersek?-was running. His hand was glowing. The King of Diamonds. His arm was a purplish color, with a sort of metallic hue. "I thought that HG cells couldn't affect a Shuffle Alliance member," he said to himself out loud. "I'm going to turn into a slave to the Hell Gundam. But it's the Gundam. It should be a slave to me!" he continued voicing his thoughts aloud.
"And what ever happened to that Bunny girl? She must have escaped, hmm? Oh well, considering the fact that I'm going to them now, it really doesn't matter.
"Dr. Klements, he's up to something. Why did he infect me with HG cells? He probably thought that I was stupid. Ha! I'm the King of Diamonds! The only Gundam fighter better than me is Domon Kasshu. And he was an idiot to pass his crest on to that Klements kid. If Domon's that stupid, I should be able to beat him easily."
Bersek came to a large hotel building. He smirked as his crest glowed brightly. Bersek pushed open the door and walked up to the clerk. "Is a Domon Kasshu staying here?" he asked.
The clerk nodded.
"Call him and tell him that.that a friend is here to visit," Bersek said.
The clerk hastily picked up the phone and dialed three numbers. "Hello? Is this room 1318? Good. I'd like to inform you that a friend is coming up to your room to visit you.
"What? No, he didn't say what his name was. Just a friend. Okay, I'll do that Ms. Lao," The clerk hung up the phone. "They said that you can't go up until-Hey? Where'd he go?" the clerk asked himself. Bersek had already started up the stairs.
Room 1318.Bersek read the signs of each door he passed. 1310, 1312, 1314, 1316, 1318. There is was! Bersek breathed in nerviously. "What if they won't accept me? What if they throw me out? What if they don't cure me? What if I'm taken over by the HG cells? What if-" Bersek shook his head. Slowly, he knocked on the door.
Bersek heard someone curse. "I thought I told they guy that no one can come up here." Bersek heard someone moving across the floor. "Don't you move, Chibodee Crockett! I'm not done with you yet," the voice reprimanded. Slowly, the door opened. Volta just stood there, staring at the unexpected guest. Bersek stared back at her. "Oh my god." Volta eventually murmured.
Haaz sat bolt upright in bed. Bersek had.Haaz shook his head. It was just a bad dream, he thought to himself reassuringly. Volta's fine. It was just a dream. Haaz slipped back down under the covers of his hospital bed and soon fell asleep again. It was just a dream.But it wasn't. It had really happened.