Y'ello!!! I have a baseball game in like, an hour, so I'll get as much done
as I can, okay??
Pixie: *rolls eyes* no saying I'm back??
Vern: PIXIE'S BACK!!!!!!
Ami: he's REALLY excited that your back...
Pixie: I could tell...
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Let's Get Going
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"Tyson?" one of the judges looked at Mariah; Tyson rolled his eyes and stepped forward.
"Right here," he said dryly.
"Well, it says here that you're the team leader," he looked back at Mariah only to see her smiling; he would have to get her later. "So you'll do the first single match."
"Sure thing," he said, resting his gaze onto the dish. "Who will I be battling?"
"A computer stimulation," the judge replied. "Now, get ready."
Tyson rolled his eyes, and stood at the rim of the dish, readying Dragoon.
He knew that people were speaking, but he rightly tuned out all sound.
He saw a screen flash the count down.
3.
2.
1.
LET IT RIP!!
He brought Dragoon down from over his head, twisting his wrists to make the spin faster; it hit the dish and sparks flew.
He watched Dragoon with his eyes, willing him to do everything without his spoken command; a technique he had mastered, and Mariah had almost done so.
He witnessed as Dragoon disappeared, but his eyes still darted around the dish, knowing exactly where he was; in a matter of seconds, the other blade was out.
He held his hand out in front of him and Dragoon came obediently back.
Smiling, he looked back at the judges.
"Did I meet your expectations?" they were all staring wide eyed at either him or at something the first judge was holding.
"You did that in 3.2 seconds," he breathed, looking up at him. "How did you do that?"
"Can't tell," he smiled, walked over and standing behind Mariah. "It's a secret." Ha gave her a little push, and she stepped up to the dish as well, looking up at the screen for the count down to begin.
"No need," one of the other judges said. "I'm positive that you have taught your little girlfriend how to do that as well; we don't need to see any more."
He saw Mariah open her mouth to say something; probably saying that he wasn't her boyfriend.
"Hear that honey," he kidded, sneaking up behind her and snaking his arms around her waist. "We made it."
He smiled, seeing her ears turn red at his words; he gently led her out of the room, smiling at the judges on the way out.
"Now," he said, stopping; he needed to make sure that she got what she wanted. "Say good bye to the nice judges and slap your boyfriend."
He saw the judges eyes widen again.
"Good bye to the nice judges and slap your boyfriend," Mariah smiled, and then turned to Tyson. "Where's my boyfriend?"
"Somewhere out there," he pointed out the door. "Shall we go?"
"We shall." She had a 'this is over' kind of tone, and he let her lead the way out.
"How much do you wanna bet that I'll have to beat up Emily's boyfriend again?" he said once they were out of the room.
"Twenty bucks says that Michael will refrain," she smiled at the thought.
"Make that dinner and a movie AND a kiss good night and it's a deal," Tyson smile grew a little.
"Dinner and a movie," Mariah rolled her eyes; guys can be SO stupid...
"Awe, come on!" he practically begged; for a moment Mariah thought that he meant it. "Just a peck on the cheek?"
"Hmm..." she made it look like she was actually considering it. "No."
"Damn," he snapped his fingers, nodding his head as he did so, making his whole body shake once. "Almost had it."
She broke out laughing, ruining her almost perfect composure.
"What's so funny?!?" he asked; he alarmed several people nearby. "I was semi-serious!"
"Tyson you goof ball," he giggled and punched him in the arm. "Let's get going; we have to get back here tomorrow."
"And you know that, how?" he asked.
"Because I heard them saying that if we make it, we have to come back tomorrow," she smiled and started toward the door. "Really Tyson; don't go into 'hear nothing know nothing' mode until just before you launch your blade."
"Yeah well," he fell into step beside her. "We have to get working on your 'hear nothing know nothing' attitude; they expect it from you as well."
They look at each other for a moment.
"Shriner's Park," they said at the same time, smiling.
Pixie: *rolls eyes* no saying I'm back??
Vern: PIXIE'S BACK!!!!!!
Ami: he's REALLY excited that your back...
Pixie: I could tell...
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Let's Get Going
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"Tyson?" one of the judges looked at Mariah; Tyson rolled his eyes and stepped forward.
"Right here," he said dryly.
"Well, it says here that you're the team leader," he looked back at Mariah only to see her smiling; he would have to get her later. "So you'll do the first single match."
"Sure thing," he said, resting his gaze onto the dish. "Who will I be battling?"
"A computer stimulation," the judge replied. "Now, get ready."
Tyson rolled his eyes, and stood at the rim of the dish, readying Dragoon.
He knew that people were speaking, but he rightly tuned out all sound.
He saw a screen flash the count down.
3.
2.
1.
LET IT RIP!!
He brought Dragoon down from over his head, twisting his wrists to make the spin faster; it hit the dish and sparks flew.
He watched Dragoon with his eyes, willing him to do everything without his spoken command; a technique he had mastered, and Mariah had almost done so.
He witnessed as Dragoon disappeared, but his eyes still darted around the dish, knowing exactly where he was; in a matter of seconds, the other blade was out.
He held his hand out in front of him and Dragoon came obediently back.
Smiling, he looked back at the judges.
"Did I meet your expectations?" they were all staring wide eyed at either him or at something the first judge was holding.
"You did that in 3.2 seconds," he breathed, looking up at him. "How did you do that?"
"Can't tell," he smiled, walked over and standing behind Mariah. "It's a secret." Ha gave her a little push, and she stepped up to the dish as well, looking up at the screen for the count down to begin.
"No need," one of the other judges said. "I'm positive that you have taught your little girlfriend how to do that as well; we don't need to see any more."
He saw Mariah open her mouth to say something; probably saying that he wasn't her boyfriend.
"Hear that honey," he kidded, sneaking up behind her and snaking his arms around her waist. "We made it."
He smiled, seeing her ears turn red at his words; he gently led her out of the room, smiling at the judges on the way out.
"Now," he said, stopping; he needed to make sure that she got what she wanted. "Say good bye to the nice judges and slap your boyfriend."
He saw the judges eyes widen again.
"Good bye to the nice judges and slap your boyfriend," Mariah smiled, and then turned to Tyson. "Where's my boyfriend?"
"Somewhere out there," he pointed out the door. "Shall we go?"
"We shall." She had a 'this is over' kind of tone, and he let her lead the way out.
"How much do you wanna bet that I'll have to beat up Emily's boyfriend again?" he said once they were out of the room.
"Twenty bucks says that Michael will refrain," she smiled at the thought.
"Make that dinner and a movie AND a kiss good night and it's a deal," Tyson smile grew a little.
"Dinner and a movie," Mariah rolled her eyes; guys can be SO stupid...
"Awe, come on!" he practically begged; for a moment Mariah thought that he meant it. "Just a peck on the cheek?"
"Hmm..." she made it look like she was actually considering it. "No."
"Damn," he snapped his fingers, nodding his head as he did so, making his whole body shake once. "Almost had it."
She broke out laughing, ruining her almost perfect composure.
"What's so funny?!?" he asked; he alarmed several people nearby. "I was semi-serious!"
"Tyson you goof ball," he giggled and punched him in the arm. "Let's get going; we have to get back here tomorrow."
"And you know that, how?" he asked.
"Because I heard them saying that if we make it, we have to come back tomorrow," she smiled and started toward the door. "Really Tyson; don't go into 'hear nothing know nothing' mode until just before you launch your blade."
"Yeah well," he fell into step beside her. "We have to get working on your 'hear nothing know nothing' attitude; they expect it from you as well."
They look at each other for a moment.
"Shriner's Park," they said at the same time, smiling.