Mobile Fighter G Gundam: Of Roses and Red
Chapter 6: Plans
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DarkDragon: Chibodee! Chibodee!! Please come out!
George: Please Chibodee!
Stalker: Here's the A/N recap. After DarkDragon snuggled up to George de Sand, Chibodee Crocket went into denial and has not been seen since the last chapter.
DarkDragon: Who asked you?!
Stalker: No one. I just though our readers would like to know what's going on, since you didn't do a scene last time.
DarkDragon: *considers this* I don't give a damn. Yah wanna know somethin'? I killed you in one of my other fics.
Stalker: *nervously* You did?
DarkDragon: And it was all gory and bloody. I really enjoyed it. Then I got to kill you again 'cause you came back to life. How would you like me to kill you in this fic?
Stalker: Uhhh, no, not really *disappears*
DarkDragon: *growls* I'LL GET YOU STALKER, IF IT'S THE LAST THING I DO!!! MUAHAHAHAHA!!!
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Cade yawned and stretched. That's odd, she thought. The last thing I remember is dancing with George. How did I get into my bed? She considered the problem, and with a little gasp realized what must have happened. That means I fell asleep on George! Oh god! I guess he brought me up here Cade stretched again, and got up. After refreshing herself and putting on a new outfit, she walked outside for a breath of fresh air, taking in the sunshine and the lovely roses. She stopped to smell a red one, and wondered suddenly when George's birthday was. Cade looked up into the sky and closed her eyes, then sat down on a nearby bench. She took a picture out of her wallet, and studied it. It was of a man with blonde hair, slightly messy and a reckless grin. His emerald-green eyes stared up at her, and she could imagine the shine they would have. Cade sighed sadly.
"Oh, Ronan," she whispered. She then tucked the picture away and went to the breakfast hall. When she got there, she saw an odd sight. It was be the first day she would eat there, and when she got to the immense hall she gasped. It was high-ceilinged, with white pillars along the walls for support. Under Cade's feet was a crimson-red carpet, the shade of blood. There was a medium-length table, and on the far end were two thrones. The left one held a graying king, and was the highest backed of all the chairs. He had dull blue eyes, that Cade guess had once been full of life. Once. She turned her attention to the woman on the chair next to him. She was sitting in a lower backed chair, and her hair too was graying, though it looked as if it had once been blonde. Her eyes were sad gray ones, and her thin lips were set into a sad frown. Cade was startled out of her scrutiny when she heard a rasping voice.
"You must be Cade Malloy. We have heard much about you," the King said.
"That would be me, yeah. I'm Cade," Cade said, not knowing what else to say.
"Please, eat with us," the Queen said, and indicated a chair. Cade sat down slowly. The Queen's voice was livelier than her husband's, Cade thought.
"Will George be coming?" Cade asked. The Queen shook her head.
"No," she answered. Cade had a suspicion why. Then the breakfast was served. Cade had never eaten so much before, not for a while anyway. When the breakfast was over, Cade quietly excused herself and went up to George's room. She found him as she thought she would, staring out of his window. She sighed sadly. She noticed the tray table next to him, with a silver tray on it.
"George, why aren't you eating?" Cade asked.
"I'm not hungry," he answered in a monotone, barely acknowledging her. Raymond came in and removed the tray of food, Cade following him.
"How long has George been like that?" Cade asked.
"Since after he took you to your room," Raymond answered stoically.
"How long has he done that, staring out of his window into space?"
"Since after the Princess died."
"OhPoor George. He must really miss her."
"Yes. I must say, the Princess's death shocked us all. But with him about to marry her"
"Yeah, I see what you mean." Cade paused. "Do you have anything fun to do here?"
"Wellnot at the moment, no," Raymond admitted. Cade sighed.
"If George everwell, just tell him I'm out havin' fun if he asks," Cade said and left. Raymond watched her go.
"Out having fun? Maybe Master George should get out" he muttered. Then he got a great idea.
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Cade yawned as she walked into her room; it was past midnight. She threw off her shirt and bra, put on a nightshirt and was about to take off her pants when she heard someone knock. At this hour? she thought. She opened the door. "Oh, hello Raymond."
"Mademoiselle Cade, may I ask you something?" he asked.
"Yeah, sure, shoot," Cade replied with another yawn.
"I thought that the perfect thing to get my Master's mind off of his problems would be for him to get out, away from Paris," Raymond began.
"And?" Cade prompted.
"Would you like to go to Las Vegas? I have tickets ordered and paid for, as well as lodgings and any extra spending money," Raymond said.
"VEGAS?!" Cade exclaimed. "It's been two years since I've seen that placeso sure, why not?"
"Good," Raymond said with a smile. "You are leaving two days from now, at noon."
"I'M GOIN' TO VEGAS!!" Cade yelled happily. Raymond smiled and walked out.
"I wonder" he heard her mutter before he closed the door behind him.
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DarkDragon: Okay, so it was a bit shorter than I intended.
Cade: It was REALLY short.
DarkDragon: I know that
Chibodee: When will I be in a chapter?
DarkDragon: Soon, maybe. Ah well, gotta go.
And a big thank you to all my reviewers! You know who you are. -_^
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