Author's note: Hello, I'm back with a new chapter. Sorry for those who were
waiting for this chapter. This chapter will be a bit short so sorry for
those who wanted another one but I don't really have much time.
Codes: "Speaking"
'Thoughts'
~author's notes~
*Emphasizing*
//Scene change//
[For little notes that I will put at the bottom of the screen, just note the number in the brackets.]
Disclaimer: I do not own BubbleGum Crisis Tokyo 2040, or any of the characters from the show, but I do own Priss' bodyguard, Akira Toriyama and a piece of pocket lint.
Here it is;
Promises, chapter nine
By Catherine Goldfinch
"The plane will be landing in a few moments, please fasten your seatbelts."[1]
Priss sighed and leant back in the *comfortable* plane seat while Maxon looked out the window and ignored Priss' reaction. "Tche can't all be as famous as you Priss." He muttered angrily.
Priss snickered and hit him lightly. Maxon was annoyed because he was just jealous that Priss had a bodyguard and he didn't. Truth be told; he had been muttering the words 'favouritism, she's his favourite' the whole flight.
And speaking of body guards; Priss' was in the seat just behind her and next to Jaid, who was shooting him scared looks every few minutes. Truth be told for a second time; Jaid was also scared of Priss too, because she was in some kind of wacky, happy mood today, and nothing could be scarier than that. 'Not good, not good, not good. . .' He kept thinking.
//30 minutes later//
"Well at least I can get a boyfriend Maxon. And I don't even have to try, it comes naturally. But than again, we don't want you to get jenealous [2]. We all know you want one." Priss commented as Maxon teased her about her 'new found ways of a relationship and a cop of all people.' [3] Maxon had just found out about her boyfriend.
Maxon turned red and started to splutter angrily at her. Jaid, Fox, Priss and Priss' bodyguard snickered at this reaction. It had always been Maxon and the boys teasing Priss, but it looks as though the tables had turned.
//At the former Silky Doll//
"Poor Sylia." Muttered a said Nene, for the millionth time in a minute.
"I know." Came a voice from behind her and the whole group of mourners jumped in surprise. The group turned to see a young girl of about 19 with spiky, raven black hair and blood red eyes. A dark haired male stood beside her who was carrying a rather large gun.
"Who are you?" Cried Mackie indignantly.
"I am saddened that you do not recognize me," the girl said and held out a hand. "Allow me to introduce myself, as ____________"
TO BE CONTINUED. . .
Author's notes: Hmm who shall I make it? Anyway, hope you lot liked it, I'll try to write another chapter soon. A long one I hope.
[1] I have never been on a plane so I wouldn't know what they say.
[2] jenealous; is a word me and my friend made up but in the story it is a word that Maxon accidentally made up, there will be more on it later.
[3] Priss had just made a call to Leon.
Codes: "Speaking"
'Thoughts'
~author's notes~
*Emphasizing*
//Scene change//
[For little notes that I will put at the bottom of the screen, just note the number in the brackets.]
Disclaimer: I do not own BubbleGum Crisis Tokyo 2040, or any of the characters from the show, but I do own Priss' bodyguard, Akira Toriyama and a piece of pocket lint.
Here it is;
Promises, chapter nine
By Catherine Goldfinch
"The plane will be landing in a few moments, please fasten your seatbelts."[1]
Priss sighed and leant back in the *comfortable* plane seat while Maxon looked out the window and ignored Priss' reaction. "Tche can't all be as famous as you Priss." He muttered angrily.
Priss snickered and hit him lightly. Maxon was annoyed because he was just jealous that Priss had a bodyguard and he didn't. Truth be told; he had been muttering the words 'favouritism, she's his favourite' the whole flight.
And speaking of body guards; Priss' was in the seat just behind her and next to Jaid, who was shooting him scared looks every few minutes. Truth be told for a second time; Jaid was also scared of Priss too, because she was in some kind of wacky, happy mood today, and nothing could be scarier than that. 'Not good, not good, not good. . .' He kept thinking.
//30 minutes later//
"Well at least I can get a boyfriend Maxon. And I don't even have to try, it comes naturally. But than again, we don't want you to get jenealous [2]. We all know you want one." Priss commented as Maxon teased her about her 'new found ways of a relationship and a cop of all people.' [3] Maxon had just found out about her boyfriend.
Maxon turned red and started to splutter angrily at her. Jaid, Fox, Priss and Priss' bodyguard snickered at this reaction. It had always been Maxon and the boys teasing Priss, but it looks as though the tables had turned.
//At the former Silky Doll//
"Poor Sylia." Muttered a said Nene, for the millionth time in a minute.
"I know." Came a voice from behind her and the whole group of mourners jumped in surprise. The group turned to see a young girl of about 19 with spiky, raven black hair and blood red eyes. A dark haired male stood beside her who was carrying a rather large gun.
"Who are you?" Cried Mackie indignantly.
"I am saddened that you do not recognize me," the girl said and held out a hand. "Allow me to introduce myself, as ____________"
TO BE CONTINUED. . .
Author's notes: Hmm who shall I make it? Anyway, hope you lot liked it, I'll try to write another chapter soon. A long one I hope.
[1] I have never been on a plane so I wouldn't know what they say.
[2] jenealous; is a word me and my friend made up but in the story it is a word that Maxon accidentally made up, there will be more on it later.
[3] Priss had just made a call to Leon.