Chappie number two. The plot thickens.(Or maybe not) I posted chapter one
yesterday, and I've already got reviews! Go me!
General Dredge - Thank you. I will keep it up.
Deathalletta - No, Yuffie isn't Tseng's sister. They are not related at all. You'll see.
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Tseng had managed to fall asleep, but woke with a start when the train came to a stop. He glanced at his watch. Still two hours before they reached Kalm, so why had they stopped? Stuffing the little black box in his pocket, he went to investigate.
When he reached the front of the train, he was stopped. There was a group of people in front of the train driver, all of them demanding to know what happened. The driver tried to calm them down, but to no avail. They kept on screaming and yelling at him, not even letting him tell them what happened. Tseng elbowed his way through the crowd, earning quite a few insults and yells on the way.
When he finally reached the other end, the driver had retreated to his compartment.(A/N: I'm not sure if that's the right word for it. If you know what it should be, please tell me.) Knocking on the door, he let himself in before the driver could answer.
The man was sitting in a chair, talking in his PHS, but stopped short when he saw Tseng enter. His mouth opened, but not a word came out. He just sat there, staring dumbly at the Turk leader for several minutes. Finally, Tseng had had enough.
"What is the meaning of this?" He asked impatiently.
"Of what?"
"Why isn't the train moving?"
"We're having engine troubles." The driver explained.
Tseng turned and headed for the door again. Glancing over his shoulder, he tossed a final statement to the confused driver.
"I want this train moving in less than half an hour."
"What!? We can't possibly fix the engine in half an hour!"
Spinning around, Tseng pointed his gun at the mans head.
"I said; I want this train moving in less than half an hour. I didn't ask for you to tell me the probability of you succeeding in fixing it. If you're not ready in half an hour, it's your head that rolls." With that, he walked out of the compartment, leaving behind a very scared and thoroughly confused driver.
Needless to say, half an hour later, the train was moving again. Settling in to his seat, Tseng drifted off to sleep.
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Yuffie blinked at the sun in her eyes. Sitting up, she winced at the horrible backache she had. She couldn't believe she had actually fallen asleep on the couch last night!
"Aw, man, my back frickin´ hurts!" She told no one in particular.
Looking around groggily, she wondered what had woken her up. There it was again! The doorbell rang insistently, causing Yuffie to jump a little in excitement. Maybe it was her friends! Of course it would be, they couldn't have been serious about not coming today.
Nearly skipping to the door, she wondered how she could have been so stupid. To think her friends would abandon her on her birthday. Ridiculous.
She threw the door open, a wild grin on her face.
"Guys! What took you so lo- "She trailed off.
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He was finally there. Half an hour later than he had expected, but at least he made it. He was standing in front of her blue and white house in Kalm, gathering up the courage to actually ring the doorbell. Drawing a deep breath, he did so.
No one answered, so after a while, he rang again. This time, he didn't have to wait long. The door was opened by a young girl with short, messy brown hair and grey eyes. She was wearing a wide grin.
"Guys! What took you so lo- " She trailed off.
General Dredge - Thank you. I will keep it up.
Deathalletta - No, Yuffie isn't Tseng's sister. They are not related at all. You'll see.
. * * * * * * * *
Tseng had managed to fall asleep, but woke with a start when the train came to a stop. He glanced at his watch. Still two hours before they reached Kalm, so why had they stopped? Stuffing the little black box in his pocket, he went to investigate.
When he reached the front of the train, he was stopped. There was a group of people in front of the train driver, all of them demanding to know what happened. The driver tried to calm them down, but to no avail. They kept on screaming and yelling at him, not even letting him tell them what happened. Tseng elbowed his way through the crowd, earning quite a few insults and yells on the way.
When he finally reached the other end, the driver had retreated to his compartment.(A/N: I'm not sure if that's the right word for it. If you know what it should be, please tell me.) Knocking on the door, he let himself in before the driver could answer.
The man was sitting in a chair, talking in his PHS, but stopped short when he saw Tseng enter. His mouth opened, but not a word came out. He just sat there, staring dumbly at the Turk leader for several minutes. Finally, Tseng had had enough.
"What is the meaning of this?" He asked impatiently.
"Of what?"
"Why isn't the train moving?"
"We're having engine troubles." The driver explained.
Tseng turned and headed for the door again. Glancing over his shoulder, he tossed a final statement to the confused driver.
"I want this train moving in less than half an hour."
"What!? We can't possibly fix the engine in half an hour!"
Spinning around, Tseng pointed his gun at the mans head.
"I said; I want this train moving in less than half an hour. I didn't ask for you to tell me the probability of you succeeding in fixing it. If you're not ready in half an hour, it's your head that rolls." With that, he walked out of the compartment, leaving behind a very scared and thoroughly confused driver.
Needless to say, half an hour later, the train was moving again. Settling in to his seat, Tseng drifted off to sleep.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
Yuffie blinked at the sun in her eyes. Sitting up, she winced at the horrible backache she had. She couldn't believe she had actually fallen asleep on the couch last night!
"Aw, man, my back frickin´ hurts!" She told no one in particular.
Looking around groggily, she wondered what had woken her up. There it was again! The doorbell rang insistently, causing Yuffie to jump a little in excitement. Maybe it was her friends! Of course it would be, they couldn't have been serious about not coming today.
Nearly skipping to the door, she wondered how she could have been so stupid. To think her friends would abandon her on her birthday. Ridiculous.
She threw the door open, a wild grin on her face.
"Guys! What took you so lo- "She trailed off.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
He was finally there. Half an hour later than he had expected, but at least he made it. He was standing in front of her blue and white house in Kalm, gathering up the courage to actually ring the doorbell. Drawing a deep breath, he did so.
No one answered, so after a while, he rang again. This time, he didn't have to wait long. The door was opened by a young girl with short, messy brown hair and grey eyes. She was wearing a wide grin.
"Guys! What took you so lo- " She trailed off.