Mobile Fighter G Gundam: Anonymous
Chapter IV: Chemistry at Work
"Jaque!" Rye called as he entered his house-more like a hovel. "Jaque, you will never believe what happened to me!" The thief ran over to where his little brother was standing in the corner of the room, gobbling down a peanut-butter and jelly sandwich.
"Huh? Wha' habben?" he asked through a mouthful of sandwich.
"We're never gonna have to eat peanut-butter and jelly sandwiches ever again!" Rye took the sandwich from his brother's hand and threw it out the window.
"Why not?" Jacque asked.
" 'Cause we're movin' to Neo-America!" Rye picked up his brother and twirled him around in the air.
"What's America?" Jacque asked.
Rye sighed, and put his brother down. "Go figure," he muttered under his breath. "It's a country where I'm gonna get rich and famous," Rye said.
"Oooh," Jacque replied intellectually. Rye knelt down next to him. "When are we going?"
"Two days from now," Rye said.
"Will I get to see that city where that big green statue is?" Jacque asked.
"Yup. We're gonna be living there."
"On the big green statue?"
"No! In New York City. With a man named Chibodee Cri-Crock-something like 'Crickett'," Rye said lamely.
"His name is Chibodee CriCrockSomethingLikeCrickett? Strange name," Jacque observed.
"Oi! Why me? Why was I cursed with the little brother who's so stupid he doesn't even know where Neo-America is?" Rye asked the roof of his house. "You are living proof that blonde people are dumb." Rye took his brother's hand and led him out of the house. "We're going to be staying with a.a friend until we move, okay?"
"Sure, I guess," Jacque replied.
"Ha ha! I'm going to train with Chibodee What-not!" Jacque laughed.
"He changed his last name so quickly!" Jacque observed.
"Idiot!" Rye hit his brother gently on the head. "I don't know why I don't leave you in the dust. You're a pathetic little." The thief started describing his brother colorfully.
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Gina looked at the image of herself in the mirror. "Are people allowed to wear clothes like these?" she asked and turned to Shirley.
"You saw those girls in Miami, right?" Shirley asked.
Gina nodded. "Who couldn't? They were all skin."
"And now you're telling me that this is too skimpy?" Shirley pointed at the neon pink tank top and black skin-tight pants Gina was wearing.
"Yeah. Why can't I just keep my dress?" she complained.
"You're dress in for fancier occasions. This is normal, every-day wear. Anyway, if you're gonna be one of Chib's crewmembers, ya have to have pink. It's like our group color."
"Couldn't you find something a bit less.revealing?" Gina suggested.
"In this heat? Girl, I'd be surprised if you don't fry just wearing those pants," Janet put in.
"Please, I appreciate it that you want to get me new clothes, but I like my dress," Gina protested.
Shirley winked at Bunny, Janet, and Cath. "Okay, if you really want to.I guess we could let you keep your outfit," she said.
Gina sighed and started towards the dressing room. "Thank you."
"I guess once someone develops bad taste in clothes, she can never like the good stuff again," Bunny said sadly, but loud enough for Gina to hear from the dressing room.
"Oh well, at least we tried.But it won't be our fault when everyone in New York starts whispering about what bad taste that fifth member of Chibodee's crew has," Cath said, a sly smile playing across her face.
Gina emerged from the dressing room. She was wearing her customary white dress, but held the other clothes, too. "Is my taste really that bad?" she asked worriedly.
The four girls nodded in agreement.
"Oh, fine! I'll get that awful stuff!" Gina handed over the clothing to Bunny. "You win," she said with a sigh.
Bunny, Shirley, Cath, and Janet winked at each other. "Let's go. That guy from Neo-France or wherever should be here soon," Cath said as the five headed towards the cash register. They paid for the clothes and walked out of the mall, into the busy streets of New York City.
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Chibodee sat on a couch in his room, playing a boxing video game. I'm so glad to be home. There tons more girls here than in Miami, although not all of 'em where bikinis around the entire city.Chibodee thought, somewhat regretfully. Well, at least I won't be flipping over in chairs like crazy.
"Hey, Chibodee! We're back!" The voice of Cath startled Chibodee so much that he jumped up from his seat, sending the couch flopping over backwards.
Great. Just what I needed, he thought sourly and looked at the sofa.
"Chibodee?" Bunny called when Chibodee made no reply to Cath.
"Yeah, huh?" Chibodee poked his head out of his room. "What? Have you made some amazing discovery in the fashion world or something?"
Bunny, Shirley, Cath, and Janet looked at Chibodee in annoyance.
Chibodee shook his head and counted the girls again. "What did you do with Gina?" he asked, worried.
"Gina? Who's Gina?" Bunny asked Cath, pretending not to know.
"Oh, he must mean that Neo-Mexican girl!" Cath said, playing along.
"What ever happened to her?" Janet asked.
Chibodee stared at them.
"I think she got drowned in that crowd of people," Shirley joined in the conversation.
"Are you telling me you lost Gina?" Chibodee practically screamed.
Bunny looked at him, trying to keep a straight face. She couldn't. "Oh, Boss-you-look so-funny!" she said through a fit of giggles.
The others started laughing at Chibodee's face, too. "That-look!" Cath said.
"It's-it's priceless," Shirley added.
"I wish-I had a-a camera," Janet managed to say as she started laughing hysterically.
"What did you do to Gina?" Chibodee asked, finally realizing that his crew was joking. God, they really scared me.
"I think you like her," Bunny said after the laughter had subsided.
"What? Duh, I like her. Otherwise she wouldn't be here, would she?" Chibodee asked sarcastically. "Although now that I think about it, it might have been better if I didn't subject her to your cruelty," he added as an afterthought.
"You know what I mean, Boss," Bunny said. "I think you like her."
"Huh? Wha'? No, I don't." A blush crept into Chibodee's cheeks. He stared intently at Bunny and the three others. "What are you getting at?" he asked, eyes narrowing.
"Oh, nothing," Janet said. "It's just that-"
"Can I come out now?" Gina asked, peeking her head out from behind the wall, which obstructed Chibodee's view of the rest of her body.
"Gina, now you spoiled it!" Bunny pouted.
"What did you do to that innocent girl?" Chibodee asked, half-afraid of the answer.
"Well, now that you've ruined it all, we might as well tell him." Cath said.
"Gina is now officially one of your crew members," Shirley said proudly.
"And how wasn't she before?" Chibodee asked.
"She didn't have any neon pink," Janet explained.
"Go figure," Chibodee muttered.
"Ya want to see my outfit, Mr. Cri-Chibodee?" Gina asked from behind to wall.
"No, not really," Chibodee said plainly, toying with a piece of paper he found in his jacket pocket.
Gina looked hurt.
"Don't worry, Gina. He'll get interested," Bunny assured the Neo-Mexican.
Chibodee looked up. "What do you mean, 'interested'?" he asked suspiciously.
"Told ya we'd get his attention," Bunny whispered to Gina. She spoke to Chibodee. "Well, if you don't want to see the outfit."
"Gina, show me what those villains put you through," Chibodee ordered. They probably made her look like some-Chibodee's thoughts came to an abrupt end as Gina emerged from behind the wall. His jaw dropped as low as physically possible and he almost fell over the railing on the stairs.
Gina was wearing the neon pink tank top and black pants. Her hair had been curled and was no longer in a ponytail. "I know, I hate it, too," Gina said as she looked up at Chibodee, a bit self-consciously.
Chibodee shook his head, unable to speak. Is it possible for a sixteen- year-old to look that good? She's.she's.beyond beautiful.
"Told you guys he liked her," Bunny whispered to Janet, Cath, and Shirley.
"I'm gonna go change back now, okay?" Gina asked as she turned to the other girls for approval.
"No!" Chibodee protested. He blushed. "I mean-you look nice in that. I think you should wear it."
Gina's eyes widened as she turned red. An image of Chibodee shirtless came unbidden to her mind. "Um.okay, I guess," she murmured under her breath.
"I think she likes him back," Janet said to the other three original crewmembers.
There was an awkward silence as Chibodee and Gina just stared at each other, both of them blushing. Bunny smiled smugly. By the end of the fourteenth tournament, I'm gonna make sure Chibodee isn't single, she promised herself.
The silence was broken as two people came barging through the front doors into the main hallway.
".!" Rye finished describing his blond-haired brother descriptively. "Sorry," he muttered as he saw twelve eyes stare at him. "He, he.You are Chibodee Crickett, aren't you?" Rye pointed at Chibodee.
Chibodee sighed. "It's CROCKETT!" Gina and the Neo-American said simultaneously.
"So that's how you pronounce it," Rye muttered. Then his eyes fell on Gina. Are girls allowed to wear stuff like that? he wondered and shrugged. She looked nice like that, though. "Cute outfit," he complimented Gina.
"Thanks," Gina muttered. "Who's he?" Gina whispered to Cath. She shrugged.
"You must be Rye DuChapns," Chibodee said, pronouncing the last name exactly as it was spelled. Why'd he have to come now? Chibodee complained.
Rye didn't even try to correct Chibodee's mistake; he just nodded. "That's the pesky nuisance Jacque. Never should have been born, if you ask me," Rye said.
"You're sure nice," Jacque replied.
"I try," Rye retorted.
"Ooookay. Why doesn't Hopkins there show you your room?" Chibodee suggested, indicating the butler.
"Sure, I guess. C'mon, Evil Sibling," Rye said and started following the butler, eyeing Gina one more time before leaving the room.
No fair! That guy looked like he was thinking the exact same thoughts I was thinking about Gina! Chibodee pouted. I'm the playboy, here.Can't have another one around to ruin all my fun.Oh well. It got me back from Maimi a month early.
Gina looked down at herself. "I think I should go change," she said again.
Chibodee was about to protest when Bunny intervened. "Gina, you look nice like that, you really do," she said.
The Neo-Mexican looked at the ground. I hate being complimented, she thought. "Okay, well, I'm gonna go put my dress away, then," she said, trying to find a way to escape. Gina left the room before anyone could say another word.
Chibodee stared at Bunny. "Think nothin' of it, Boss," Bunny explained. "I just wanted to save you the embarrassment of asking her again."
"Gee, thanks," Chibodee said dryly. D*** it! Out of all the girls in the world, why do I have to fall for the one who doesn't remember who she is and who's way too modest? Someone should make a guide to life or something. 'What to do When You Like Someone Who Doesn't Know Who She Is and Other Complications You Might Come Across During Your Lifetime'. And why does she have to look so d*** beautiful in that outfi? Chibodee asked himself. He sat down in a nearby chair and started daydreaming to get his mind off of Gina. All thoughts led back to the Neo-Mexican. ShadowTide ain't around at the moment. So it's up to me, DarkDragon, to finish this chappie off. So.
Au Revoir!!
~*DarkDragon*~
Chapter IV: Chemistry at Work
"Jaque!" Rye called as he entered his house-more like a hovel. "Jaque, you will never believe what happened to me!" The thief ran over to where his little brother was standing in the corner of the room, gobbling down a peanut-butter and jelly sandwich.
"Huh? Wha' habben?" he asked through a mouthful of sandwich.
"We're never gonna have to eat peanut-butter and jelly sandwiches ever again!" Rye took the sandwich from his brother's hand and threw it out the window.
"Why not?" Jacque asked.
" 'Cause we're movin' to Neo-America!" Rye picked up his brother and twirled him around in the air.
"What's America?" Jacque asked.
Rye sighed, and put his brother down. "Go figure," he muttered under his breath. "It's a country where I'm gonna get rich and famous," Rye said.
"Oooh," Jacque replied intellectually. Rye knelt down next to him. "When are we going?"
"Two days from now," Rye said.
"Will I get to see that city where that big green statue is?" Jacque asked.
"Yup. We're gonna be living there."
"On the big green statue?"
"No! In New York City. With a man named Chibodee Cri-Crock-something like 'Crickett'," Rye said lamely.
"His name is Chibodee CriCrockSomethingLikeCrickett? Strange name," Jacque observed.
"Oi! Why me? Why was I cursed with the little brother who's so stupid he doesn't even know where Neo-America is?" Rye asked the roof of his house. "You are living proof that blonde people are dumb." Rye took his brother's hand and led him out of the house. "We're going to be staying with a.a friend until we move, okay?"
"Sure, I guess," Jacque replied.
"Ha ha! I'm going to train with Chibodee What-not!" Jacque laughed.
"He changed his last name so quickly!" Jacque observed.
"Idiot!" Rye hit his brother gently on the head. "I don't know why I don't leave you in the dust. You're a pathetic little." The thief started describing his brother colorfully.
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Gina looked at the image of herself in the mirror. "Are people allowed to wear clothes like these?" she asked and turned to Shirley.
"You saw those girls in Miami, right?" Shirley asked.
Gina nodded. "Who couldn't? They were all skin."
"And now you're telling me that this is too skimpy?" Shirley pointed at the neon pink tank top and black skin-tight pants Gina was wearing.
"Yeah. Why can't I just keep my dress?" she complained.
"You're dress in for fancier occasions. This is normal, every-day wear. Anyway, if you're gonna be one of Chib's crewmembers, ya have to have pink. It's like our group color."
"Couldn't you find something a bit less.revealing?" Gina suggested.
"In this heat? Girl, I'd be surprised if you don't fry just wearing those pants," Janet put in.
"Please, I appreciate it that you want to get me new clothes, but I like my dress," Gina protested.
Shirley winked at Bunny, Janet, and Cath. "Okay, if you really want to.I guess we could let you keep your outfit," she said.
Gina sighed and started towards the dressing room. "Thank you."
"I guess once someone develops bad taste in clothes, she can never like the good stuff again," Bunny said sadly, but loud enough for Gina to hear from the dressing room.
"Oh well, at least we tried.But it won't be our fault when everyone in New York starts whispering about what bad taste that fifth member of Chibodee's crew has," Cath said, a sly smile playing across her face.
Gina emerged from the dressing room. She was wearing her customary white dress, but held the other clothes, too. "Is my taste really that bad?" she asked worriedly.
The four girls nodded in agreement.
"Oh, fine! I'll get that awful stuff!" Gina handed over the clothing to Bunny. "You win," she said with a sigh.
Bunny, Shirley, Cath, and Janet winked at each other. "Let's go. That guy from Neo-France or wherever should be here soon," Cath said as the five headed towards the cash register. They paid for the clothes and walked out of the mall, into the busy streets of New York City.
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Chibodee sat on a couch in his room, playing a boxing video game. I'm so glad to be home. There tons more girls here than in Miami, although not all of 'em where bikinis around the entire city.Chibodee thought, somewhat regretfully. Well, at least I won't be flipping over in chairs like crazy.
"Hey, Chibodee! We're back!" The voice of Cath startled Chibodee so much that he jumped up from his seat, sending the couch flopping over backwards.
Great. Just what I needed, he thought sourly and looked at the sofa.
"Chibodee?" Bunny called when Chibodee made no reply to Cath.
"Yeah, huh?" Chibodee poked his head out of his room. "What? Have you made some amazing discovery in the fashion world or something?"
Bunny, Shirley, Cath, and Janet looked at Chibodee in annoyance.
Chibodee shook his head and counted the girls again. "What did you do with Gina?" he asked, worried.
"Gina? Who's Gina?" Bunny asked Cath, pretending not to know.
"Oh, he must mean that Neo-Mexican girl!" Cath said, playing along.
"What ever happened to her?" Janet asked.
Chibodee stared at them.
"I think she got drowned in that crowd of people," Shirley joined in the conversation.
"Are you telling me you lost Gina?" Chibodee practically screamed.
Bunny looked at him, trying to keep a straight face. She couldn't. "Oh, Boss-you-look so-funny!" she said through a fit of giggles.
The others started laughing at Chibodee's face, too. "That-look!" Cath said.
"It's-it's priceless," Shirley added.
"I wish-I had a-a camera," Janet managed to say as she started laughing hysterically.
"What did you do to Gina?" Chibodee asked, finally realizing that his crew was joking. God, they really scared me.
"I think you like her," Bunny said after the laughter had subsided.
"What? Duh, I like her. Otherwise she wouldn't be here, would she?" Chibodee asked sarcastically. "Although now that I think about it, it might have been better if I didn't subject her to your cruelty," he added as an afterthought.
"You know what I mean, Boss," Bunny said. "I think you like her."
"Huh? Wha'? No, I don't." A blush crept into Chibodee's cheeks. He stared intently at Bunny and the three others. "What are you getting at?" he asked, eyes narrowing.
"Oh, nothing," Janet said. "It's just that-"
"Can I come out now?" Gina asked, peeking her head out from behind the wall, which obstructed Chibodee's view of the rest of her body.
"Gina, now you spoiled it!" Bunny pouted.
"What did you do to that innocent girl?" Chibodee asked, half-afraid of the answer.
"Well, now that you've ruined it all, we might as well tell him." Cath said.
"Gina is now officially one of your crew members," Shirley said proudly.
"And how wasn't she before?" Chibodee asked.
"She didn't have any neon pink," Janet explained.
"Go figure," Chibodee muttered.
"Ya want to see my outfit, Mr. Cri-Chibodee?" Gina asked from behind to wall.
"No, not really," Chibodee said plainly, toying with a piece of paper he found in his jacket pocket.
Gina looked hurt.
"Don't worry, Gina. He'll get interested," Bunny assured the Neo-Mexican.
Chibodee looked up. "What do you mean, 'interested'?" he asked suspiciously.
"Told ya we'd get his attention," Bunny whispered to Gina. She spoke to Chibodee. "Well, if you don't want to see the outfit."
"Gina, show me what those villains put you through," Chibodee ordered. They probably made her look like some-Chibodee's thoughts came to an abrupt end as Gina emerged from behind the wall. His jaw dropped as low as physically possible and he almost fell over the railing on the stairs.
Gina was wearing the neon pink tank top and black pants. Her hair had been curled and was no longer in a ponytail. "I know, I hate it, too," Gina said as she looked up at Chibodee, a bit self-consciously.
Chibodee shook his head, unable to speak. Is it possible for a sixteen- year-old to look that good? She's.she's.beyond beautiful.
"Told you guys he liked her," Bunny whispered to Janet, Cath, and Shirley.
"I'm gonna go change back now, okay?" Gina asked as she turned to the other girls for approval.
"No!" Chibodee protested. He blushed. "I mean-you look nice in that. I think you should wear it."
Gina's eyes widened as she turned red. An image of Chibodee shirtless came unbidden to her mind. "Um.okay, I guess," she murmured under her breath.
"I think she likes him back," Janet said to the other three original crewmembers.
There was an awkward silence as Chibodee and Gina just stared at each other, both of them blushing. Bunny smiled smugly. By the end of the fourteenth tournament, I'm gonna make sure Chibodee isn't single, she promised herself.
The silence was broken as two people came barging through the front doors into the main hallway.
".!" Rye finished describing his blond-haired brother descriptively. "Sorry," he muttered as he saw twelve eyes stare at him. "He, he.You are Chibodee Crickett, aren't you?" Rye pointed at Chibodee.
Chibodee sighed. "It's CROCKETT!" Gina and the Neo-American said simultaneously.
"So that's how you pronounce it," Rye muttered. Then his eyes fell on Gina. Are girls allowed to wear stuff like that? he wondered and shrugged. She looked nice like that, though. "Cute outfit," he complimented Gina.
"Thanks," Gina muttered. "Who's he?" Gina whispered to Cath. She shrugged.
"You must be Rye DuChapns," Chibodee said, pronouncing the last name exactly as it was spelled. Why'd he have to come now? Chibodee complained.
Rye didn't even try to correct Chibodee's mistake; he just nodded. "That's the pesky nuisance Jacque. Never should have been born, if you ask me," Rye said.
"You're sure nice," Jacque replied.
"I try," Rye retorted.
"Ooookay. Why doesn't Hopkins there show you your room?" Chibodee suggested, indicating the butler.
"Sure, I guess. C'mon, Evil Sibling," Rye said and started following the butler, eyeing Gina one more time before leaving the room.
No fair! That guy looked like he was thinking the exact same thoughts I was thinking about Gina! Chibodee pouted. I'm the playboy, here.Can't have another one around to ruin all my fun.Oh well. It got me back from Maimi a month early.
Gina looked down at herself. "I think I should go change," she said again.
Chibodee was about to protest when Bunny intervened. "Gina, you look nice like that, you really do," she said.
The Neo-Mexican looked at the ground. I hate being complimented, she thought. "Okay, well, I'm gonna go put my dress away, then," she said, trying to find a way to escape. Gina left the room before anyone could say another word.
Chibodee stared at Bunny. "Think nothin' of it, Boss," Bunny explained. "I just wanted to save you the embarrassment of asking her again."
"Gee, thanks," Chibodee said dryly. D*** it! Out of all the girls in the world, why do I have to fall for the one who doesn't remember who she is and who's way too modest? Someone should make a guide to life or something. 'What to do When You Like Someone Who Doesn't Know Who She Is and Other Complications You Might Come Across During Your Lifetime'. And why does she have to look so d*** beautiful in that outfi? Chibodee asked himself. He sat down in a nearby chair and started daydreaming to get his mind off of Gina. All thoughts led back to the Neo-Mexican. ShadowTide ain't around at the moment. So it's up to me, DarkDragon, to finish this chappie off. So.
Au Revoir!!
~*DarkDragon*~