BubbleGum Crisis Tokyo 2040
Promises
By Catherine Goldfinch
Chapter 7
Author's notes: OK like the last chapter this one's longer than most. So try not to fall asleep while I rant on only about an hour.
"OK," Kaneda said doubtfully from the kitchen table, "I think I get this, those guys attacked you, one of them was about to kill you Priss, and that's when Jaid through the rock at one of them, am I correct?" "Pretty much yeah." Priss said in a voice unusually unlike hers. "Ok." Kaneda said. "I've been expecting this for a long time now, and that is why I am assigning you a bodyguard Priss." "But. But. No way. You can't. I can take care of myself." Priss spluttered. "No, it seems that you cannot." Kaneda said ending the conversation, as Priss got up and walked out of the room. About five seconds later he heard the sound of a door being slammed.
'How dare he,' Priss thought angrily, as she paced around the room she had been staying in, 'I can take care of myself. He can't boss me around like that. I know he's trying to protect me, but still. I can't get a bodyguard, I still have to get back to Tokyo. I have to talk to the Knight Sabers, but how?' She stopped pacing and looked at the computer in the corner. 'Nene.' She walked over and turned it on. 'Now if I can remember Nene's email address.'
Outside Priss' door Kaneda and Kay were arguing about Priss again. "Look I still don't understand why you're getting her a bodyguard." Kay snapped, looking into Kaneda's eyes. "She doesn't need one." "You heard what happened with Maxon and Jaid trying to protect her before." Kaneda shot back. "They didn't protect her very well." "Oh and you think a bodyguard will?" Kay said angrily. "Only 'cause I don't like her being unhappy, and neither do the boys from the sounds of it, they were complaining about their band rehearsal before after you told Priss that she was gonna have a bodyguard apparently Priss is a much better singer than Maxon is. And you did promise her that she could go back to Tokyo." "I'll talk to her then." Kaneda said, giving up. "And how do you suppose you'll do that? She's locked the door from the inside." "She has to come out at some time." "Actually I think she's planning to starve herself."
"She's right there." Priss muttered under her breath, as she wrote the email to Nene. "That's all I need to do." As Priss finished the letter, she read it to herself although it was short it was to the point, and then she sent it. 'Now to wait.'
In Japan, as Nene looked over the report she had written on "Where on Earth has Priss gone", (Yes she did get a new computer,) she noticed that she had a new E-mail in her inbox. She opened it and began to read the letter.
"Hi there Nene, Long time no see huh. Galatea's dead. From Priss."
"Oh my god." Nene said quietly to herself. "She's alive?" Nene pressed the reply button and started to write a letter back:
"Dear Priss, You're still alive? How are you? Where are you? How did you defeat Galatea? How did you get back to Earth? When did you get back to Earth? Did you know that GENOM's after your head? It was something about seeing you in a hardsuit. Well at least your face was, but they still have enough evidence to prove it was you. BYE From Nene."
'Right then I think that that's about it.' Nene thought as she read the finished email. 'Now to send'
Meanwhile somewhere in America, Priss read the letter and she too replied, but her E-mail was probably shorter than Nene's
'Meet me at Hot Legs on the 17th of November this year, at 12:30 pm. From Priss. P.S. Don't be late.'
'Don't be late' Nene thought, as she write a reply to Priss. And then printed out the E-mails, to show Sylia.
"Well it seems that our Priss is still alive." Sylia murmured to herself taking a look at the papers Nene had given her. "The 17th of November that's about a week and a half away. Has Detective McNichol seen this?" Nene shook her head. "He'll want to see it." "Yes ma-am." Nene answered as Sylia gave her back the pages. And she ran off to find Leon.
"Hi Leon-Poo," Nene said as she walked into the office five minutes later. "How many times do I have to tell you to quit calling me that Kid?" Was the strained answer she received. "I just wanted to ask you if you wanted to see the latest on Priss." She answered sounding slightly hurt. "But if you're going to call me 'kid' then I guess you don't want to see what's going on with your wife to be." Nene teased holding the paper so Leon could just barely read it. "What," Leon shouted, at Nene as he grabbed her collar, holding her so that her nose was an inch or two away from his, "is your problem?!?!" He dropped her, grabbed the papers from her hands and headed of to the shooting range. Nene sat there for a moment or two, slightly scared of what just happened, but after about ten minutes she picked herself up from the ground and stalked of to her computer, saying a forced 'hello' to all of the dispatchers before sitting down at her workstation, and starting work for the day.
Mason looked through one of the windows above the Silky Doll, as he hovered. 'There she is.' He thought. 'Sylia Stingray.' He dropped down a little lower, onto a ledge. 'Now to use the bomb.' He thought as he took one out of his bag, and tied a note to it.
".And in other news today, Sekiria have announced that they will be doing a world starting in Japan in three months time, they will." Sylia turned the TV off and poured herself a drink. 'So Priss is going to do a world tour.' Sylia thought 'She's finally going to.' But that thought never got finished, because at that exact moment something flew through the window, with a piece of paper tied around it. She walked over, untied the paper, and what it said was:
"Dear Sylia Stingray, This is a warning, but if you interfere, you shall be executed."
'What is. ?' But Sylia never got to finish that thought, because a that precise moment, the bomb went off.
Author's notes: I've been thinking of re-writing this and last chapter to make a different theme, because I don't think that it really sounds believable, but stranger stuff has happened right? Anyone interested in the sequel to BubbleGum Crisis Tokyo 2040 can email me at Priss_Asagiri41@hotmail.com make sure the subject is 'Tokyo 2041' tho' Also does anyone wanna join my neopets guild? The Bubble Gum Crisis Tokyo 2040 guild. My username is Priss_Asagiri41. Bye for now. P.S. Please review
Author's notes: OK like the last chapter this one's longer than most. So try not to fall asleep while I rant on only about an hour.
"OK," Kaneda said doubtfully from the kitchen table, "I think I get this, those guys attacked you, one of them was about to kill you Priss, and that's when Jaid through the rock at one of them, am I correct?" "Pretty much yeah." Priss said in a voice unusually unlike hers. "Ok." Kaneda said. "I've been expecting this for a long time now, and that is why I am assigning you a bodyguard Priss." "But. But. No way. You can't. I can take care of myself." Priss spluttered. "No, it seems that you cannot." Kaneda said ending the conversation, as Priss got up and walked out of the room. About five seconds later he heard the sound of a door being slammed.
'How dare he,' Priss thought angrily, as she paced around the room she had been staying in, 'I can take care of myself. He can't boss me around like that. I know he's trying to protect me, but still. I can't get a bodyguard, I still have to get back to Tokyo. I have to talk to the Knight Sabers, but how?' She stopped pacing and looked at the computer in the corner. 'Nene.' She walked over and turned it on. 'Now if I can remember Nene's email address.'
Outside Priss' door Kaneda and Kay were arguing about Priss again. "Look I still don't understand why you're getting her a bodyguard." Kay snapped, looking into Kaneda's eyes. "She doesn't need one." "You heard what happened with Maxon and Jaid trying to protect her before." Kaneda shot back. "They didn't protect her very well." "Oh and you think a bodyguard will?" Kay said angrily. "Only 'cause I don't like her being unhappy, and neither do the boys from the sounds of it, they were complaining about their band rehearsal before after you told Priss that she was gonna have a bodyguard apparently Priss is a much better singer than Maxon is. And you did promise her that she could go back to Tokyo." "I'll talk to her then." Kaneda said, giving up. "And how do you suppose you'll do that? She's locked the door from the inside." "She has to come out at some time." "Actually I think she's planning to starve herself."
"She's right there." Priss muttered under her breath, as she wrote the email to Nene. "That's all I need to do." As Priss finished the letter, she read it to herself although it was short it was to the point, and then she sent it. 'Now to wait.'
In Japan, as Nene looked over the report she had written on "Where on Earth has Priss gone", (Yes she did get a new computer,) she noticed that she had a new E-mail in her inbox. She opened it and began to read the letter.
"Hi there Nene, Long time no see huh. Galatea's dead. From Priss."
"Oh my god." Nene said quietly to herself. "She's alive?" Nene pressed the reply button and started to write a letter back:
"Dear Priss, You're still alive? How are you? Where are you? How did you defeat Galatea? How did you get back to Earth? When did you get back to Earth? Did you know that GENOM's after your head? It was something about seeing you in a hardsuit. Well at least your face was, but they still have enough evidence to prove it was you. BYE From Nene."
'Right then I think that that's about it.' Nene thought as she read the finished email. 'Now to send'
Meanwhile somewhere in America, Priss read the letter and she too replied, but her E-mail was probably shorter than Nene's
'Meet me at Hot Legs on the 17th of November this year, at 12:30 pm. From Priss. P.S. Don't be late.'
'Don't be late' Nene thought, as she write a reply to Priss. And then printed out the E-mails, to show Sylia.
"Well it seems that our Priss is still alive." Sylia murmured to herself taking a look at the papers Nene had given her. "The 17th of November that's about a week and a half away. Has Detective McNichol seen this?" Nene shook her head. "He'll want to see it." "Yes ma-am." Nene answered as Sylia gave her back the pages. And she ran off to find Leon.
"Hi Leon-Poo," Nene said as she walked into the office five minutes later. "How many times do I have to tell you to quit calling me that Kid?" Was the strained answer she received. "I just wanted to ask you if you wanted to see the latest on Priss." She answered sounding slightly hurt. "But if you're going to call me 'kid' then I guess you don't want to see what's going on with your wife to be." Nene teased holding the paper so Leon could just barely read it. "What," Leon shouted, at Nene as he grabbed her collar, holding her so that her nose was an inch or two away from his, "is your problem?!?!" He dropped her, grabbed the papers from her hands and headed of to the shooting range. Nene sat there for a moment or two, slightly scared of what just happened, but after about ten minutes she picked herself up from the ground and stalked of to her computer, saying a forced 'hello' to all of the dispatchers before sitting down at her workstation, and starting work for the day.
Mason looked through one of the windows above the Silky Doll, as he hovered. 'There she is.' He thought. 'Sylia Stingray.' He dropped down a little lower, onto a ledge. 'Now to use the bomb.' He thought as he took one out of his bag, and tied a note to it.
".And in other news today, Sekiria have announced that they will be doing a world starting in Japan in three months time, they will." Sylia turned the TV off and poured herself a drink. 'So Priss is going to do a world tour.' Sylia thought 'She's finally going to.' But that thought never got finished, because at that exact moment something flew through the window, with a piece of paper tied around it. She walked over, untied the paper, and what it said was:
"Dear Sylia Stingray, This is a warning, but if you interfere, you shall be executed."
'What is. ?' But Sylia never got to finish that thought, because a that precise moment, the bomb went off.
Author's notes: I've been thinking of re-writing this and last chapter to make a different theme, because I don't think that it really sounds believable, but stranger stuff has happened right? Anyone interested in the sequel to BubbleGum Crisis Tokyo 2040 can email me at Priss_Asagiri41@hotmail.com make sure the subject is 'Tokyo 2041' tho' Also does anyone wanna join my neopets guild? The Bubble Gum Crisis Tokyo 2040 guild. My username is Priss_Asagiri41. Bye for now. P.S. Please review