Dizzy's Date
A GGX fic by: Shamgi
Chapter 4: A Samurai, Cop, and a Cook
Disclaimer - Don't own them, won't ever
*Words Here* - Thoughts
* * *- Scene Change
Warning- Dizzy acting like a teenager! Interested in boys! The gamefaqs members are going to kill me for this.
Authors Note- Well, I have no reason why Chipp did that last chapter, other than being drunk. I seem too really focus on Chipp being is some state of drunkenness', don't I? Well, I'll leave that alone for almost all the fic(almost).
Johnny laid down the paper, having read it several times. He looked around, hoping for something to do, trying to avoid thinking about Dizzy.
*I could talk with Testament, but he would only be interested in Dizzy. He'd play mind games until I told him who she went out with. ...Wait a second, where is Testament?* Johnny again looked around, trying to remember the last time he had seen Testament.
*It was when Dizzy left, has he not gotten out yet?* At that moment, May walked into the kitchen, looking around for something to eat.
"Have you seen Testament?" May looked over at Johnny, then smiled.
"No, and for good reason. Dizzy and I used the special tape." The special tape was magically enhanced tape, which could only be cut, not torn.
"You didn't."
"We did. But what Dizzy doesn't know is that I put itching powder on the tape."
Just as she finished, a scream only fit to be heard in hell resounded through the house, causing both May and Johnny to jump.
"Well, I guess he finally chewed through the gag." May smiled again, evil written all over her face. Johnny didn't even bother trying to talk to her; he instead headed for the room Testament was tied up in, another scream rattling the foundations of the house. Johnny burst through the door, stopping for only a second to examine Testament, who was almost at the point of convulsions. Quickly cutting the bandages, Johnny released Testament, who jumped to his feet and began scratching himself with enough force to tear skin, several cuts and scratches covered his skin by the time his was done.
Looking up, Testament's face was not one of anger, but extreme sadness. "Hell was better than this."
* * * * *
Sol sat even father back into his mildly comfortable chair, his mind bored. He had never gone to movies, even while human, simply because he thought too much for them. He still maintained most of the knowledge he has amassed while a scientist and he often correctly predicted what would happen during the movie. Dizzy, however was entrapped in the movie, which was some sort of spy film. He made himself as comfortable as possible, willing to wait out the movie. Being alive for over one hundred and fifty years taught you some patience. The back of his mind rattled, letting him know that there was other powerful people were by. Sol ignored the mental sound, unworried. He had mastered the use of detection magic as well as fire magic, and it allowed him to know if any strong fighters were by, but right now, it mattered little. Sol continued to half watch the movie, half sleep, unaware of his mistake.
* * * * *
Baiken tried to sleep through the noise of the movie, failing mostly due to the large explosions resonating from the speakers. She hated movies, mostly for their unrealistic view of life; their version of life and the true version were usually two different things. She didn't notice Sol, and wouldn't have cared if she did, she wasn't after him or him after her, so they had little to do with each other. She briefly thought about figuring out if Johnny was in town, she knew this was often where he stayed between airborne jaunts, but decided to just go to sleep here. She finally drifted to sleep, unaware of the threat that sat three seats from her, to the left, eating the candy popcorn.
* * * * *
He knew his target was here. He knew that she was with him. He also knew that the samurai girl was also here. He also knew that the time to strike was now. He knew that the candy popcorn he was eating was the best he'd eaten in years. He decided to wait, and finish it. Lost in his great tasting popcorn, He finally realized that the movie had ended, and his targets had left. He was mad, and got up to pursue his targets, before they escaped. He passed the candy popcorn, which only cost two fifty a bag, and stopped to buy some more. He cursed his candy popcorn for being so tasty, then sat back down, three seats to the right of where he had before. Otherwise, right in Baiken's lap.
* * * * *
No matter how big you are, having a full grown person, usually weighing around 150 - 200 lbs, sit in your lap is never a pleasant experience. This was no exception for Baiken. She gasped, half from suddenly being woken up, and half from being sat on from before said person. Naturally, Baiken quickly reached for her sword, but discovered that her sword and her arm happened to be on different sides of her torso, which currently had the before said body parked upon it. Finding her sword currently out of reach, Baiken resorted to the second thing that came to mind, which just happened to be biting the offending party. It should be noted that a human's mouth had more crushing power foot of an elephant, which makes it quite painful to be bitten, as any person who has been bitten will tell you. So the opposing parties scream, along with their sudden jump from the chair, should not be a strange reaction to being bitten, especially by a female noted for her short temper and strong mouth. Baiken stood up to help the offending party stop screaming, however, her help required the removal of a limb, mainly the head. Baiken prepared to "help", but her adversary seemed to possess some decent combat ability, he was smart enough to duck under the sword strike. He came up prepared, arms held his hands out in normal mind controlling setup used by many a people, most without success. This figure, however, seemed to have at least some ability in mind control, as Baiken dropped her sword to her side, unable to control her actions. She heard a strong voice in the back of her head, urging to her actions she would never perform normally. However, the wanted action, being to follow the orders of the strange figure currently controlling her, was translated somehow to a much different action, the one to mate. Baiken started off on this course of action, leaving the stunned figure behind, who shrugged and grabbed his popcorn, happy with the fact that she was no longer trying to kill her.
* * * * *
Baiken wandered the streets, intent on her task. However, some semblance of her former self had remained, which realizing that the current state of mind could not be stopped, managed to exert what little of it's control to make sure that she was only with the strongest mate. She had spent the last hour wandering, unable to find anyone worth her time. A sound came from the alley next to her, and she stopped and looked inside, spotting a figure. He lay curled in a fetal position, and Baiken heard him mumbling something about crying girls, and after a second, Baiken recognized him as Chipp Zanuff, that loudmouthed ninja that wanted to be Japanese. After watching him for a second, Baiken made a decision that the normal Baiken would kill herself for.
"He'll do."
* * * * *
Sol perked up, hearing the rattle of trash cans and the muffled screaming that Sol could tell was of surprise, not a pain. He could care less either way, since he didn't plan to do anything about it. However, Dizzy looked worried, and quickly pointed out what.
"Maybe someone's in trouble. Would you go check?" Dizzy's sense of kindness tugged at what was left of Sol's heart, and after mentally sighing, walked into the alley, checking casually, not spotting any threats. He came back out, and shrugged to Dizzy. "Nothing. The police must have just found a drunk and were hauling him in."
As if to prove his point, a police car drove by, showing two cops inside. However, one of those cops made eye contact with Sol, and he quickly knew that his position had just gotten much worse.
The car skidded to a stop, and the passenger's side door opened, revealing Ky Kiske, someone Sol had little patience to deal with. Ky looked around, spotting Sol alone, never noticing Dizzy, who stood behind him.
"Sol! What are you doing here?"
"Just leave me alone, boy scout. I've got no time for you." Sol began to walk past Kiske, but he stuck a hand out to stop Sol.
*The kids finally got some guts. To bad I don't have the time to spread them all over the street.* Sol grabbed Ky's arm, twisting it into a fairly painful position, causing Ky to reach for it. He held it for a second longer, then dropped it, leaving Ky to nurse his arm.
"Don't do that again."
Sol walked past Kiske, locking arms with Dizzy and leading her off. She looked back at Ky, then at Sol.
"Did you really need to do that?"
"He wouldn't have left us alone if I hadn't. Heck, he most likely won't leave us alone anyway. He wants to be as good as I am, and constantly seeks me out. He'll be back."
"Will you fight him?"
"No, I don't feel like dealing with him. I'll just ignore him."
They had gotten several blocks from where Ky appeared, but they were not out of the woods yet. A sudden noise caused Sol to duck, and he was lucky he did, he watched as Jam, that high pitched, annoying chef girl. She turned, eyes burning.
"You wreaked my show!"
Sol just looked at her cool as ever. "I didn't wreak anything. You seem to have me mixed up."
"You were there. You and that stupid ninja!" Jam jumped with another kick, which Sol sidestepped easily.
"He wreaked your store. I didn't do anything."
"I know you helped him! Just give it up!" Jam seemed intent in not listening to a single thing Sol said, so he went for his secondary plan.
"I can get you Kiske."
Jam stopped mid step. She didn't like people wreaking her show, but any chance to catch Kiske was a good thing. Her powerful mind, hidden behind her self projected flaky personality weighted each choice, which was to either get Kiske and let Sol go, or attack Sol and most likely never see Kiske. Finally arriving at a decision, she lowered her arms. "You have to actually get him caught, not just let me chase after him. I'm not being tricked into chasing him all over town only to have him escape.
Sol realized that Jam was much smarter than anyone ever thought, but Sol planned to give him to her, it would be much harder for him to get away. Her nodded, smiling. "He should be here in a couple of minutes. I'll even wrap him up for you."
Jam smiled as well, showing her rarely seen business side. "I'd like that."
* * * * *
Ky ran forward, having finally picked up on the trail of Sol. He wasn't armed with the Thunderseal, but Sol didn't have the Fireseal either, so it would be a fairly balanced fight, at least in his mind. He turned a corner, spotting Sol, who stood in the center of a plaza, which was empty.
*Good, we won't have to worry about bystanders getting hurt.* Ky walked forward, finally reaching Sol, standing face to face.
"Sol, I'll beat you."
"Not in this life you won't." Ky rushed forward, intent on pounding Sol, but he was sidestepped. He began to turn, but never got the chance as Sol wrapped a rope around him, catching him off guard.
"What!" Ky struggled, but in vain, Sol quickly tied him up.
"Let me go this instant!" Sol finished it off with a large gag, which turned out to be a bow. Ky could only sit there, struggling and trying to yell out of the gag. Sol looked over at where two girls sat, and Ky hoped they would get him some help, but both approached, and Ky could finally see who they were.
The first one Ky thought he knew, but couldn't put a name to a face, so he turned to the second one, which he knew instantly. Jam. He also now knew why Sol had wrapped him up.
"Here you go, just make sure he doesn't bother us."
"Don't worry, he won't even be able to move after I'm done with him." Jam showed an evil grin, and Ky knew his fate was sealed. Jam quickly took her wrapped package, carrying him off to wherever she was staying. Ky could only sigh.
*Why me?*
End Chapter 4
*Authors Note - I haven't updated in a while, and I know that. I just haven't had the time to write. I have trouble with my writing sometimes, mainly the last chapter, which I happen to think has no funny moments in it at all. I don't know, it's more of a story moving chapter. This story will end up being short, only about 10 chapters if I really start writing much tons. More than likely, it'll only be about 7. Poor Ky, I'm so mean to him. Well, I've been mean to almost everyone that has appeared in this story, and that will likely not change. It's fun to be mean.
A GGX fic by: Shamgi
Chapter 4: A Samurai, Cop, and a Cook
Disclaimer - Don't own them, won't ever
*Words Here* - Thoughts
* * *- Scene Change
Warning- Dizzy acting like a teenager! Interested in boys! The gamefaqs members are going to kill me for this.
Authors Note- Well, I have no reason why Chipp did that last chapter, other than being drunk. I seem too really focus on Chipp being is some state of drunkenness', don't I? Well, I'll leave that alone for almost all the fic(almost).
Johnny laid down the paper, having read it several times. He looked around, hoping for something to do, trying to avoid thinking about Dizzy.
*I could talk with Testament, but he would only be interested in Dizzy. He'd play mind games until I told him who she went out with. ...Wait a second, where is Testament?* Johnny again looked around, trying to remember the last time he had seen Testament.
*It was when Dizzy left, has he not gotten out yet?* At that moment, May walked into the kitchen, looking around for something to eat.
"Have you seen Testament?" May looked over at Johnny, then smiled.
"No, and for good reason. Dizzy and I used the special tape." The special tape was magically enhanced tape, which could only be cut, not torn.
"You didn't."
"We did. But what Dizzy doesn't know is that I put itching powder on the tape."
Just as she finished, a scream only fit to be heard in hell resounded through the house, causing both May and Johnny to jump.
"Well, I guess he finally chewed through the gag." May smiled again, evil written all over her face. Johnny didn't even bother trying to talk to her; he instead headed for the room Testament was tied up in, another scream rattling the foundations of the house. Johnny burst through the door, stopping for only a second to examine Testament, who was almost at the point of convulsions. Quickly cutting the bandages, Johnny released Testament, who jumped to his feet and began scratching himself with enough force to tear skin, several cuts and scratches covered his skin by the time his was done.
Looking up, Testament's face was not one of anger, but extreme sadness. "Hell was better than this."
* * * * *
Sol sat even father back into his mildly comfortable chair, his mind bored. He had never gone to movies, even while human, simply because he thought too much for them. He still maintained most of the knowledge he has amassed while a scientist and he often correctly predicted what would happen during the movie. Dizzy, however was entrapped in the movie, which was some sort of spy film. He made himself as comfortable as possible, willing to wait out the movie. Being alive for over one hundred and fifty years taught you some patience. The back of his mind rattled, letting him know that there was other powerful people were by. Sol ignored the mental sound, unworried. He had mastered the use of detection magic as well as fire magic, and it allowed him to know if any strong fighters were by, but right now, it mattered little. Sol continued to half watch the movie, half sleep, unaware of his mistake.
* * * * *
Baiken tried to sleep through the noise of the movie, failing mostly due to the large explosions resonating from the speakers. She hated movies, mostly for their unrealistic view of life; their version of life and the true version were usually two different things. She didn't notice Sol, and wouldn't have cared if she did, she wasn't after him or him after her, so they had little to do with each other. She briefly thought about figuring out if Johnny was in town, she knew this was often where he stayed between airborne jaunts, but decided to just go to sleep here. She finally drifted to sleep, unaware of the threat that sat three seats from her, to the left, eating the candy popcorn.
* * * * *
He knew his target was here. He knew that she was with him. He also knew that the samurai girl was also here. He also knew that the time to strike was now. He knew that the candy popcorn he was eating was the best he'd eaten in years. He decided to wait, and finish it. Lost in his great tasting popcorn, He finally realized that the movie had ended, and his targets had left. He was mad, and got up to pursue his targets, before they escaped. He passed the candy popcorn, which only cost two fifty a bag, and stopped to buy some more. He cursed his candy popcorn for being so tasty, then sat back down, three seats to the right of where he had before. Otherwise, right in Baiken's lap.
* * * * *
No matter how big you are, having a full grown person, usually weighing around 150 - 200 lbs, sit in your lap is never a pleasant experience. This was no exception for Baiken. She gasped, half from suddenly being woken up, and half from being sat on from before said person. Naturally, Baiken quickly reached for her sword, but discovered that her sword and her arm happened to be on different sides of her torso, which currently had the before said body parked upon it. Finding her sword currently out of reach, Baiken resorted to the second thing that came to mind, which just happened to be biting the offending party. It should be noted that a human's mouth had more crushing power foot of an elephant, which makes it quite painful to be bitten, as any person who has been bitten will tell you. So the opposing parties scream, along with their sudden jump from the chair, should not be a strange reaction to being bitten, especially by a female noted for her short temper and strong mouth. Baiken stood up to help the offending party stop screaming, however, her help required the removal of a limb, mainly the head. Baiken prepared to "help", but her adversary seemed to possess some decent combat ability, he was smart enough to duck under the sword strike. He came up prepared, arms held his hands out in normal mind controlling setup used by many a people, most without success. This figure, however, seemed to have at least some ability in mind control, as Baiken dropped her sword to her side, unable to control her actions. She heard a strong voice in the back of her head, urging to her actions she would never perform normally. However, the wanted action, being to follow the orders of the strange figure currently controlling her, was translated somehow to a much different action, the one to mate. Baiken started off on this course of action, leaving the stunned figure behind, who shrugged and grabbed his popcorn, happy with the fact that she was no longer trying to kill her.
* * * * *
Baiken wandered the streets, intent on her task. However, some semblance of her former self had remained, which realizing that the current state of mind could not be stopped, managed to exert what little of it's control to make sure that she was only with the strongest mate. She had spent the last hour wandering, unable to find anyone worth her time. A sound came from the alley next to her, and she stopped and looked inside, spotting a figure. He lay curled in a fetal position, and Baiken heard him mumbling something about crying girls, and after a second, Baiken recognized him as Chipp Zanuff, that loudmouthed ninja that wanted to be Japanese. After watching him for a second, Baiken made a decision that the normal Baiken would kill herself for.
"He'll do."
* * * * *
Sol perked up, hearing the rattle of trash cans and the muffled screaming that Sol could tell was of surprise, not a pain. He could care less either way, since he didn't plan to do anything about it. However, Dizzy looked worried, and quickly pointed out what.
"Maybe someone's in trouble. Would you go check?" Dizzy's sense of kindness tugged at what was left of Sol's heart, and after mentally sighing, walked into the alley, checking casually, not spotting any threats. He came back out, and shrugged to Dizzy. "Nothing. The police must have just found a drunk and were hauling him in."
As if to prove his point, a police car drove by, showing two cops inside. However, one of those cops made eye contact with Sol, and he quickly knew that his position had just gotten much worse.
The car skidded to a stop, and the passenger's side door opened, revealing Ky Kiske, someone Sol had little patience to deal with. Ky looked around, spotting Sol alone, never noticing Dizzy, who stood behind him.
"Sol! What are you doing here?"
"Just leave me alone, boy scout. I've got no time for you." Sol began to walk past Kiske, but he stuck a hand out to stop Sol.
*The kids finally got some guts. To bad I don't have the time to spread them all over the street.* Sol grabbed Ky's arm, twisting it into a fairly painful position, causing Ky to reach for it. He held it for a second longer, then dropped it, leaving Ky to nurse his arm.
"Don't do that again."
Sol walked past Kiske, locking arms with Dizzy and leading her off. She looked back at Ky, then at Sol.
"Did you really need to do that?"
"He wouldn't have left us alone if I hadn't. Heck, he most likely won't leave us alone anyway. He wants to be as good as I am, and constantly seeks me out. He'll be back."
"Will you fight him?"
"No, I don't feel like dealing with him. I'll just ignore him."
They had gotten several blocks from where Ky appeared, but they were not out of the woods yet. A sudden noise caused Sol to duck, and he was lucky he did, he watched as Jam, that high pitched, annoying chef girl. She turned, eyes burning.
"You wreaked my show!"
Sol just looked at her cool as ever. "I didn't wreak anything. You seem to have me mixed up."
"You were there. You and that stupid ninja!" Jam jumped with another kick, which Sol sidestepped easily.
"He wreaked your store. I didn't do anything."
"I know you helped him! Just give it up!" Jam seemed intent in not listening to a single thing Sol said, so he went for his secondary plan.
"I can get you Kiske."
Jam stopped mid step. She didn't like people wreaking her show, but any chance to catch Kiske was a good thing. Her powerful mind, hidden behind her self projected flaky personality weighted each choice, which was to either get Kiske and let Sol go, or attack Sol and most likely never see Kiske. Finally arriving at a decision, she lowered her arms. "You have to actually get him caught, not just let me chase after him. I'm not being tricked into chasing him all over town only to have him escape.
Sol realized that Jam was much smarter than anyone ever thought, but Sol planned to give him to her, it would be much harder for him to get away. Her nodded, smiling. "He should be here in a couple of minutes. I'll even wrap him up for you."
Jam smiled as well, showing her rarely seen business side. "I'd like that."
* * * * *
Ky ran forward, having finally picked up on the trail of Sol. He wasn't armed with the Thunderseal, but Sol didn't have the Fireseal either, so it would be a fairly balanced fight, at least in his mind. He turned a corner, spotting Sol, who stood in the center of a plaza, which was empty.
*Good, we won't have to worry about bystanders getting hurt.* Ky walked forward, finally reaching Sol, standing face to face.
"Sol, I'll beat you."
"Not in this life you won't." Ky rushed forward, intent on pounding Sol, but he was sidestepped. He began to turn, but never got the chance as Sol wrapped a rope around him, catching him off guard.
"What!" Ky struggled, but in vain, Sol quickly tied him up.
"Let me go this instant!" Sol finished it off with a large gag, which turned out to be a bow. Ky could only sit there, struggling and trying to yell out of the gag. Sol looked over at where two girls sat, and Ky hoped they would get him some help, but both approached, and Ky could finally see who they were.
The first one Ky thought he knew, but couldn't put a name to a face, so he turned to the second one, which he knew instantly. Jam. He also now knew why Sol had wrapped him up.
"Here you go, just make sure he doesn't bother us."
"Don't worry, he won't even be able to move after I'm done with him." Jam showed an evil grin, and Ky knew his fate was sealed. Jam quickly took her wrapped package, carrying him off to wherever she was staying. Ky could only sigh.
*Why me?*
End Chapter 4
*Authors Note - I haven't updated in a while, and I know that. I just haven't had the time to write. I have trouble with my writing sometimes, mainly the last chapter, which I happen to think has no funny moments in it at all. I don't know, it's more of a story moving chapter. This story will end up being short, only about 10 chapters if I really start writing much tons. More than likely, it'll only be about 7. Poor Ky, I'm so mean to him. Well, I've been mean to almost everyone that has appeared in this story, and that will likely not change. It's fun to be mean.