Hey! To those who actually reviewed: first of all thank you, especially
hated-love cuz I do need some pointers but when uploading from Microsoft
Word it gets messed up. Well that's my excuse and also I am way too lazy to
be grammatically correct. And Tyson's grandpa's name is Grandpa, meaning
that's what I'm gonna call him. Anyways, here's the fic, I don't own
beyblade, READ:
DIZZI! :
"A week! A whole entire seven days! Why do we have to stay with the Grangers so long" complained Elliot
"Cause Mr. Granger and I are gonna form a hip and groovy 70's band. We're gonna call ourselves the Hip And Groovy 70's Band!
"Won't that take months?" Said Elliot.
"Hey dude, your right."said John, "Oh well, when we leave you can help me send- what's that high tech word again?"
"E-mail?" Elliot said with no enthusiasm in his voice.
"Yeah! That's it!"
"Oh joy" said Elliot with even less excitement than before, "sounds like great fun!"
"You bet dude!" then Tyson's grandpa barged in.
"Waz up my hommies! Ready to start this groovy day! By the way, you seen Tyson anywhere? He owes me some push-ups!" said Grandpa.
Tyson was just exiting from the Dojo's gates to meet Kenny. He felt it better if he didn't bring Elliot along this time.
"Gotta escape before Grandpa catches m-"
"Hey! Little dude! Been lookn' all over for ya!" yelled Grandpa.
"Too late, RUN!" and with that Tyson ran as fast as he could until he couldn't hear his grandpa's anymore. He stopped to catch his breath.
"Hiya Tyson!" said a voice above him.
"AHHHHHHHH!" the voice caught Tyson off guard, "Oh, Max it's just you." Then Tyson looked behind Max to see another figure.
"AHHHHHHHH!" He screamed again, " Oh, it's just you Elliot. Wait, how do you know Max?"
"It's a long story including a shoe and a pitch fork." Explained Max.
"What?" all signs of confusion were on Tyson's face.
"Elliot tripped on a shoe, falling down, causing his glasses to fall off his head onto a pitch fork, causing them to break." Explained an out of breath Max. " Then I helped him out using my awesome wizard skills! Ocular Repairo!"
"Really! I didn't know you did magic!" replied Tyson while everyone else just laughed at him.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Kenny was working on a park bench, drinking a coke, listening to Phil Collins. He and Dizzi had been researching all morning, trying to find out if he was right. Then he was interrupted by Tyson running towards him.
"Chief!" yelled Tyson. It appeared that Max and Elliot were there too, 'GRRRRR that stupid Elliot. What a follower!' thought Kenny
"Wow, listening to Phil, eh!" remarked Elliot sarcastically, "You out of anyone should know that Phil Collins is sooooo old, he's out, finished! His time in the music industry is soooo over! Everyone knows that Celine Dion is in! She is so hot! Metaphorically speaking that is." Elliot was almost blushing by the end of his 'rant'.
"You're just kidding yourself because you could never sing as well as him!" Kenny yelled back.
By now Max and Tyson were sitting on a near by bench watching the whole thing. Max and the popcorn and Tyson had one of those big Styrofoam hands (like at football games).
" *Munch* good popcorn" commented Tyson, "Orville?"
"Yeah, how'd you know?" replied Max
"When it comes to food, I know all!" said Tyson proudly "ha, look at 'em"
"And you can!" Yelled Elliot.
"No, that's why I listen to him!" Kenny said calmly
"Ohhhhhh!" commented Tyson and Max, half laughing, "BURN!"
"Yeah, well." Elliot was running low on comebacks, "Take this!"
With that Elliot poured Kenny's coke all over his laptop.
"DIZZI!" exclaimed Kenny " YOU. YOU FREAK!" then he stormed off trying to dry Dizzi.
"Ohhhhhhh! What a good show! And it's free!" exclaimed Tyson
"Shouldn't we do something?" questioned Max
"Why? Things are just getting interesting" replied Tyson
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Well, that's all 4 now. Sorry it wasn't that funny and so short but I've kinda lost my interest in beyblade. So it makes it hard for me to write ;_; but Don't worry cuz I'll be back someday! When the new season comes that is. Yeah, it'll probably be a while till the next chapter, sorry, Adios Amigos,
Sugar Fairy
DIZZI! :
"A week! A whole entire seven days! Why do we have to stay with the Grangers so long" complained Elliot
"Cause Mr. Granger and I are gonna form a hip and groovy 70's band. We're gonna call ourselves the Hip And Groovy 70's Band!
"Won't that take months?" Said Elliot.
"Hey dude, your right."said John, "Oh well, when we leave you can help me send- what's that high tech word again?"
"E-mail?" Elliot said with no enthusiasm in his voice.
"Yeah! That's it!"
"Oh joy" said Elliot with even less excitement than before, "sounds like great fun!"
"You bet dude!" then Tyson's grandpa barged in.
"Waz up my hommies! Ready to start this groovy day! By the way, you seen Tyson anywhere? He owes me some push-ups!" said Grandpa.
Tyson was just exiting from the Dojo's gates to meet Kenny. He felt it better if he didn't bring Elliot along this time.
"Gotta escape before Grandpa catches m-"
"Hey! Little dude! Been lookn' all over for ya!" yelled Grandpa.
"Too late, RUN!" and with that Tyson ran as fast as he could until he couldn't hear his grandpa's anymore. He stopped to catch his breath.
"Hiya Tyson!" said a voice above him.
"AHHHHHHHH!" the voice caught Tyson off guard, "Oh, Max it's just you." Then Tyson looked behind Max to see another figure.
"AHHHHHHHH!" He screamed again, " Oh, it's just you Elliot. Wait, how do you know Max?"
"It's a long story including a shoe and a pitch fork." Explained Max.
"What?" all signs of confusion were on Tyson's face.
"Elliot tripped on a shoe, falling down, causing his glasses to fall off his head onto a pitch fork, causing them to break." Explained an out of breath Max. " Then I helped him out using my awesome wizard skills! Ocular Repairo!"
"Really! I didn't know you did magic!" replied Tyson while everyone else just laughed at him.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Kenny was working on a park bench, drinking a coke, listening to Phil Collins. He and Dizzi had been researching all morning, trying to find out if he was right. Then he was interrupted by Tyson running towards him.
"Chief!" yelled Tyson. It appeared that Max and Elliot were there too, 'GRRRRR that stupid Elliot. What a follower!' thought Kenny
"Wow, listening to Phil, eh!" remarked Elliot sarcastically, "You out of anyone should know that Phil Collins is sooooo old, he's out, finished! His time in the music industry is soooo over! Everyone knows that Celine Dion is in! She is so hot! Metaphorically speaking that is." Elliot was almost blushing by the end of his 'rant'.
"You're just kidding yourself because you could never sing as well as him!" Kenny yelled back.
By now Max and Tyson were sitting on a near by bench watching the whole thing. Max and the popcorn and Tyson had one of those big Styrofoam hands (like at football games).
" *Munch* good popcorn" commented Tyson, "Orville?"
"Yeah, how'd you know?" replied Max
"When it comes to food, I know all!" said Tyson proudly "ha, look at 'em"
"And you can!" Yelled Elliot.
"No, that's why I listen to him!" Kenny said calmly
"Ohhhhhh!" commented Tyson and Max, half laughing, "BURN!"
"Yeah, well." Elliot was running low on comebacks, "Take this!"
With that Elliot poured Kenny's coke all over his laptop.
"DIZZI!" exclaimed Kenny " YOU. YOU FREAK!" then he stormed off trying to dry Dizzi.
"Ohhhhhhh! What a good show! And it's free!" exclaimed Tyson
"Shouldn't we do something?" questioned Max
"Why? Things are just getting interesting" replied Tyson
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Well, that's all 4 now. Sorry it wasn't that funny and so short but I've kinda lost my interest in beyblade. So it makes it hard for me to write ;_; but Don't worry cuz I'll be back someday! When the new season comes that is. Yeah, it'll probably be a while till the next chapter, sorry, Adios Amigos,
Sugar Fairy