Mobile Fighter G Gundam: Anonymous
Chapter IX: Gundam Tournament Fourteen
It was the eve of the Gundam tournament.
"Please, Gina! It's tearing me up!" Chibodee begged the android.
"No, Chibodee. We've been through this. You can NOT tell the others about the Dark Gundam or me yet. It isn't time," Gina said. Privately though, she wished she could.
"But I've never kept something this big from them all! My conscious is in shreds!" Chibodee protested.
"What conscious you have left," Janet muttered from her standpoint above him.
"I heard that!" Chibodee called up to her. Both Gina and Janet chose to ignore the comment.
"I'm sorry, Chibodee, but if you do then.Suffice to say that it just isn't time," Gina tried to explain. She walked up to him, and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him down to eye level.
"But, Gina-" Chibodee couldn't finish his sentence, as Gina pulled him down farther and kissed him soundly.
"Please, Chibodee," Gina whispered into his ear.
"Fine," Chibodee agreed grudgingly. Gina let him go to help with the last- minute repairs to Gundam Maxter. Just as she walked out from under the scaffolding, something dropped on her head. She wiped it off, licked her fingers, and glared upwards.
"JACQUE!!!" she screamed. Jacque popped his head out.
"Y-yes?" he asked uncertainly.
"What did I tell you about eating burritos up there?" she scolded. Jacque scratched his head.
"What'd you say?" he asked. Gina shook her head in despair, muttering under her breath.
"Out, Jacque, out," she said. Jacque looked at her in confusion.
"That's what you said about eating burritos?" he asked skeptically. Gina glared at him.
"No," she said, deadly calm. "I mean GET OUT OF THE HANGAR THIS INSTANT BEFORE I THROW YOU OUT!" she yelled up at him. He scrambled down, and hurried out, Gina glaring at him the whole time.
After making sure that Jacque had evacuated the area, Gina continued on her way to the garage to work on last minute repairs of the Gundam Maxter.
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"Gina! Hurry up!" Chibodee called the next morning as everyone scrambled into his CorLander.
"I'm comin'," Gina said as she emerged from the mansion, beautiful as ever. Her hair was done up in a sort of half-bun-a small bun with most of her silky brown hair hanging free down her back. She slid into the front seat beside Chibodee and gave him a peck on the cheek.
"Ew," Jacque commented intelligently.
Chibodee smiled and placed an arm around Gina's shoulders. "It happens to the best of us," he said in reply to Jacque's statement. "Now let's go."
The CorLander zoomed off, headed towards the horizon.
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Chico was restless, but that wasn't a new development. He had been locked up in a tiny jail cell with five real criminals for the past three years. And somewhere out there, his sister was lying dead, unnoticed by anyone.or so he thought.
".And now, the fifth fight in this year's Gundam tournament!" the television in the corner of the cell yelled out.
The Neo-Mexican turned around, facing the TV. The Gundam fights.Well, at least Neo-Mexico hadn't made him fight this one.
"Neo-American's Chibodee Crockett versus Neo-Sweden's Allenby Beardsley!" the small television continued.
Chico sighed and sat down, staring at the TV. "Hey, you could've been in one of those fights, amigo, if you had only stopped worrying about that little sister of yours," one of Chico's cell-mates teased.
"Shut up," Chico said shortly. "My sister is-was-the best thing that ever happened to this planet."
"Then why is she dead?" the same criminal asked.
Chico's only response was a glare.
"Hey! Hey, Chico! What does that hermana of yours look like?" another criminal asked.
"Wha'? Oh." Chico got a distant look in his eyes. "Long brown hair, dark brown eyes, she was rather attractive, too." the former Gundam fighter continued listing the qualities of Gina.
"Oh, you're not going to believe me, camarada, but I think I got something you might want to see," the in-mate continued.
"What? You know I hate those fights."
"Creer me, Chico, you want to see this."
Chico raised his head slowly so that he was looking straight at the television. ".Oh, and Gundam Maxter just used an amazing Burning Punch!" the reporter continued.
"Yeah, go Chibodee!" Someone from the sidelines cheered.
"I think this might be the end for Nobel Gundam," the reporter said.
Allenby struggled to rise from the ground.
"Burning Punch!" Chibodee shouted and launched another attack. Allenby fell back to the ground at the attack blew her backwards.
"Ow," Allenby complained. "That hurt." She tried to get up again, but to no avail.
"And the winner of this match is.Chibodee Cri-Crockett!" the announcer shouted happily.
Alleby and Chibodee came out of their respective Gundams. "Nice," Allenby complimented Chibodee as they shook hands.
"You weren't too bad yourself," Chibodee replied with a smile.
"And now for some behind-the-scenes-never-before-seen footage of Chibodee Crockett and his crew," the annoying reporter voice announced. "After these commercials, of course."
Chico sighed. "What are you trying to do? Make me even more depressed?" he asked.
"No, no." The robber waved his hand impatiently. "Keep on watching. It's going to get very interesante very soon."
"If you say so."
"Yo hancer," the criminal assured Chico.
".It's the moment you've been waiting for." the voice started.
"Oh, ser tranguilo," a cell-mate complained.
".The special interview with Mr. Crockett and his loyal group of five girls," the voice finished.
"Cinco?" Chico echoed. "I thought he only had four.Bunny, Cath, Shirley, and Janet. How'd he get another one?"
"This is what I've been telling you about," the cell-mate said smugly.
"So, Mr. Crockett, a new member has been added to your crew, right?" the reporter asked.
Chibodee nodded. "Yep. Shirley, Bunny, Cath, Janet, and my newest-and cutest-addition, Gina," he said with that familiar cocky smile on his face.
"Gina?" Chico echoed again. He was getting into the habit of repeating others. "Gina?"
"So what?" another criminal who was standing in the back corner of the room asked. "There must be thousands of 'Gina's in the world."
Chico nodded. "Si, you must be right. Gina would have died by now, anyway. I'm sure it's anoth-" the Neo-Mexican stopped mid-sentence as a picture of Chibodee and his crew popped up on the screen.
"I told you you wanted to see this," the man who had originally called Chico's attention to the TV said.
"But-but that's impossible! G-Gina was supposed to die three years ago! How could she be alive? How could she be in that picture? How did she become one of Chibodee's crew-members? How did she stay alive?" A thousand questions poured from Chico's mouth.
"Slow down, amigo," another cell-mate said. "There has to be a reasonable explanation for all of this."
"Oh, I have a reasonable explanation all right," Chico said, his voice deadly calm.
"See?" the same man said.
"Those stupid doctors just wanted my money and so they said that she was fatally ill!" Chico burst out.
"But didn't you say that she was getting weak?" one of the other criminals asked.
"Yes, but we could have just thought that she was weakening if we thought that she was going to die," Chico shot back.
"Chico, I don't think doctors would lie in a life-and-death situation," another cell-mate commented.
"How would you know? You're a criminal for heaven sakes! You probably pretended to be a doctor and give out fake prescriptions in the first place!" Chico shouted.
"No! I tried stealing a three-foot-tall diamond statue," the man protested. "A much smaller crime."
"I'm getting out of this jail if it's the last thing I do," Chico vowed. "I'm going to go find my sister and I'm going to bring her home and we're going to continue living in the ocean."
"And how do you plan to get out of this carcel?" another criminal asked, raising an eyebrow.
"I don't know.I don't know. But I will."
I would like to thank DarkDragon for two things: first of all, writing the beginning of this chapter when I was at a total loss, and second: FOR FINALLY LETTING ME OUT OF THAT DARNED CLOSET! Gee, it was so considerate of you. Thanks!
I also want to thank dagwon gundam for giving me this idea about Chico. I wasn't exactly sure how to get him out of jail. He, he. *sweatdrops* Thanx! -_^
~* ShadowTide *~
Chapter IX: Gundam Tournament Fourteen
It was the eve of the Gundam tournament.
"Please, Gina! It's tearing me up!" Chibodee begged the android.
"No, Chibodee. We've been through this. You can NOT tell the others about the Dark Gundam or me yet. It isn't time," Gina said. Privately though, she wished she could.
"But I've never kept something this big from them all! My conscious is in shreds!" Chibodee protested.
"What conscious you have left," Janet muttered from her standpoint above him.
"I heard that!" Chibodee called up to her. Both Gina and Janet chose to ignore the comment.
"I'm sorry, Chibodee, but if you do then.Suffice to say that it just isn't time," Gina tried to explain. She walked up to him, and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him down to eye level.
"But, Gina-" Chibodee couldn't finish his sentence, as Gina pulled him down farther and kissed him soundly.
"Please, Chibodee," Gina whispered into his ear.
"Fine," Chibodee agreed grudgingly. Gina let him go to help with the last- minute repairs to Gundam Maxter. Just as she walked out from under the scaffolding, something dropped on her head. She wiped it off, licked her fingers, and glared upwards.
"JACQUE!!!" she screamed. Jacque popped his head out.
"Y-yes?" he asked uncertainly.
"What did I tell you about eating burritos up there?" she scolded. Jacque scratched his head.
"What'd you say?" he asked. Gina shook her head in despair, muttering under her breath.
"Out, Jacque, out," she said. Jacque looked at her in confusion.
"That's what you said about eating burritos?" he asked skeptically. Gina glared at him.
"No," she said, deadly calm. "I mean GET OUT OF THE HANGAR THIS INSTANT BEFORE I THROW YOU OUT!" she yelled up at him. He scrambled down, and hurried out, Gina glaring at him the whole time.
After making sure that Jacque had evacuated the area, Gina continued on her way to the garage to work on last minute repairs of the Gundam Maxter.
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"Gina! Hurry up!" Chibodee called the next morning as everyone scrambled into his CorLander.
"I'm comin'," Gina said as she emerged from the mansion, beautiful as ever. Her hair was done up in a sort of half-bun-a small bun with most of her silky brown hair hanging free down her back. She slid into the front seat beside Chibodee and gave him a peck on the cheek.
"Ew," Jacque commented intelligently.
Chibodee smiled and placed an arm around Gina's shoulders. "It happens to the best of us," he said in reply to Jacque's statement. "Now let's go."
The CorLander zoomed off, headed towards the horizon.
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Chico was restless, but that wasn't a new development. He had been locked up in a tiny jail cell with five real criminals for the past three years. And somewhere out there, his sister was lying dead, unnoticed by anyone.or so he thought.
".And now, the fifth fight in this year's Gundam tournament!" the television in the corner of the cell yelled out.
The Neo-Mexican turned around, facing the TV. The Gundam fights.Well, at least Neo-Mexico hadn't made him fight this one.
"Neo-American's Chibodee Crockett versus Neo-Sweden's Allenby Beardsley!" the small television continued.
Chico sighed and sat down, staring at the TV. "Hey, you could've been in one of those fights, amigo, if you had only stopped worrying about that little sister of yours," one of Chico's cell-mates teased.
"Shut up," Chico said shortly. "My sister is-was-the best thing that ever happened to this planet."
"Then why is she dead?" the same criminal asked.
Chico's only response was a glare.
"Hey! Hey, Chico! What does that hermana of yours look like?" another criminal asked.
"Wha'? Oh." Chico got a distant look in his eyes. "Long brown hair, dark brown eyes, she was rather attractive, too." the former Gundam fighter continued listing the qualities of Gina.
"Oh, you're not going to believe me, camarada, but I think I got something you might want to see," the in-mate continued.
"What? You know I hate those fights."
"Creer me, Chico, you want to see this."
Chico raised his head slowly so that he was looking straight at the television. ".Oh, and Gundam Maxter just used an amazing Burning Punch!" the reporter continued.
"Yeah, go Chibodee!" Someone from the sidelines cheered.
"I think this might be the end for Nobel Gundam," the reporter said.
Allenby struggled to rise from the ground.
"Burning Punch!" Chibodee shouted and launched another attack. Allenby fell back to the ground at the attack blew her backwards.
"Ow," Allenby complained. "That hurt." She tried to get up again, but to no avail.
"And the winner of this match is.Chibodee Cri-Crockett!" the announcer shouted happily.
Alleby and Chibodee came out of their respective Gundams. "Nice," Allenby complimented Chibodee as they shook hands.
"You weren't too bad yourself," Chibodee replied with a smile.
"And now for some behind-the-scenes-never-before-seen footage of Chibodee Crockett and his crew," the annoying reporter voice announced. "After these commercials, of course."
Chico sighed. "What are you trying to do? Make me even more depressed?" he asked.
"No, no." The robber waved his hand impatiently. "Keep on watching. It's going to get very interesante very soon."
"If you say so."
"Yo hancer," the criminal assured Chico.
".It's the moment you've been waiting for." the voice started.
"Oh, ser tranguilo," a cell-mate complained.
".The special interview with Mr. Crockett and his loyal group of five girls," the voice finished.
"Cinco?" Chico echoed. "I thought he only had four.Bunny, Cath, Shirley, and Janet. How'd he get another one?"
"This is what I've been telling you about," the cell-mate said smugly.
"So, Mr. Crockett, a new member has been added to your crew, right?" the reporter asked.
Chibodee nodded. "Yep. Shirley, Bunny, Cath, Janet, and my newest-and cutest-addition, Gina," he said with that familiar cocky smile on his face.
"Gina?" Chico echoed again. He was getting into the habit of repeating others. "Gina?"
"So what?" another criminal who was standing in the back corner of the room asked. "There must be thousands of 'Gina's in the world."
Chico nodded. "Si, you must be right. Gina would have died by now, anyway. I'm sure it's anoth-" the Neo-Mexican stopped mid-sentence as a picture of Chibodee and his crew popped up on the screen.
"I told you you wanted to see this," the man who had originally called Chico's attention to the TV said.
"But-but that's impossible! G-Gina was supposed to die three years ago! How could she be alive? How could she be in that picture? How did she become one of Chibodee's crew-members? How did she stay alive?" A thousand questions poured from Chico's mouth.
"Slow down, amigo," another cell-mate said. "There has to be a reasonable explanation for all of this."
"Oh, I have a reasonable explanation all right," Chico said, his voice deadly calm.
"See?" the same man said.
"Those stupid doctors just wanted my money and so they said that she was fatally ill!" Chico burst out.
"But didn't you say that she was getting weak?" one of the other criminals asked.
"Yes, but we could have just thought that she was weakening if we thought that she was going to die," Chico shot back.
"Chico, I don't think doctors would lie in a life-and-death situation," another cell-mate commented.
"How would you know? You're a criminal for heaven sakes! You probably pretended to be a doctor and give out fake prescriptions in the first place!" Chico shouted.
"No! I tried stealing a three-foot-tall diamond statue," the man protested. "A much smaller crime."
"I'm getting out of this jail if it's the last thing I do," Chico vowed. "I'm going to go find my sister and I'm going to bring her home and we're going to continue living in the ocean."
"And how do you plan to get out of this carcel?" another criminal asked, raising an eyebrow.
"I don't know.I don't know. But I will."
I would like to thank DarkDragon for two things: first of all, writing the beginning of this chapter when I was at a total loss, and second: FOR FINALLY LETTING ME OUT OF THAT DARNED CLOSET! Gee, it was so considerate of you. Thanks!
I also want to thank dagwon gundam for giving me this idea about Chico. I wasn't exactly sure how to get him out of jail. He, he. *sweatdrops* Thanx! -_^
~* ShadowTide *~