Makoto opened the door to her apartment late one Saturday, and Minako walked in. "Hi, Mina-chan." Makoto said, closing the door. "You said you wanted to talk to me about something?"
Minako turned and shot an accusing glare at Makoto while grinning evilly at the same time. "You smoke."
Makoto was a little shocked, but she figured they would have found out somehow. She just didn't expect them to be so blunt and sound so hurt about it, least of all Minako. "What? What are you talking about?" Makoto said defensively.
"You know _exactly_ what I'm talking about. You smoke. Specifically, marijuana."
Minako seems really angry. "No I don't." Makoto replied, attempting to avoid a big fight, although her tone of voice betrayed her.
"Don't play dumb with me. You've always acted a little out there--"
"Now listen!" Makoto said indignantly. "I do not smoke, whether it be marijuana, cigarettes or _tea leaves_! What makes you think that you can just come in here and--"
"I want to try it."
"--and besides what I do with--what?"
"I said I'd like to try it." Minako said softly.
"Oh." Makoto said flatly.
An awkward silence followed. "Well, in that case..."
After about a one-second pause, both girls erupted into huge
fits of laughter that continued for several minutes. When it ended,
Makoto had collapsed on the couch and Minako was on the floor. "Girl,
that was the funniest thing you'll ever say." Minako said as she picked
herself up off the ground.
"Naw, once we're nice and anviled things'll be a _lot_ funnier,
trust me." Makoto produced her pipe and lighter from one pocket, and a
smallish container from the other. "Just lemme pack the bowl, and we'll
be set."
"'K." Minako replied, sitting down on Makoto's couch.
She watched with mild interest as Makoto opened the container.
It was half-full of ground marijuana. "I thought it was usually bought
in buds or something." Minako said.
"The guy I get it from grinds it up for me." Makoto explained.
"Weighs it after he grinds it, too. Really nice guy."
"Really. Sounds like he still has a sense of ethics."
"He does. That's why I buy from him so often. Name's Jim."
"I'll remember that. Uh, in-in case you mention him again!
That's it." Minako amended hastily.
"Hey, you choose to buy some green of your own, that's your
business." Makoto said, then made a great show of casting a wary glance
around the apartment, which was empty except for the two of them. "Or if
you happen to come across his Honour Roll password, which gets you a
small discount...*cough*Gauss*cough*"
Minako laughed at that. "StarCraft otaku, is he?"
"What makes you say that?"
"His name's Jim, as in Raynor...the password is--" Minako
mimiced Makoto's show of casting a glance around the apartment
"--'Gauss', as in Gauss Rifle...just thinking it's related."
"Hmm. I'll have to ask him." Makoto said as she pressed down on
what was in the bowl. "Just remember to inhale some regular air after
you're finished hitting this thing, otherwise you'll cough like a
madman."
"And I'm not mad or a man." Minako said.
"I should hope not. You want to spark this, or should I?"
Minako deliberated for a second or two. "...Yeah, I guess I'll
spark it." She said, taking the pipe and lighter from Makoto.
She lit the lighter and held it to the bowl while inhaling. The
flame got sucked down into the bowl and Minako felt a stinging sensation
at the back of her throat about a second later. She took the pipe and
the lighter away from her face and inhaled again, and what seemed like
ice filled her lungs. She held her breath for about 15 seconds and then
finally let all the smoke out. "That is _so_ much different than
cigarettes." Minako commented.
Makoto was about to hit the pipe, but then stopped in her
tracks. "You smoked cigarettes?"
"Cigarette. I only needed one to tell me they're horrible."
"Oh. Ok, so long as you don't smoke regularly. At least, not
tobacco." Makoto added with a grin before relighting the bowl and
hitting it.
After about 15 seconds, when Makoto finally exhaled, she asked
"You feel anything?"
"Should I be?" Minako asked, confused.
"Damn. Didn't happen for you."
"What do you mean?"
"There's about a 50/50 chance of you actually feeling anything
your first baking." Makoto explained. "Too bad, this is some good...
stuff..." She leaned back on the couch and rested her head on the wall
behind her. "Granted, either way you _act_ high, but you don't actually
_feel_ high. You get me?" She continued in a subdued tone.
"I get you, I think. Wonder why."
"Big shocks to the system don't register right away?" Makoto
guessed. "Well, if I decide to pack another bowl you'll probably feel
high off of that. That is, if you want to smoke it."
"Hey, in for a penny, in for a dollar." Minako misquoted.
"Pound." Makoto corrected.
"Pound what?"
"...You know, I have no idea." Makoto said. "Side-effect. Shuts
down your brain." She made a vague gesture around her head to emphasize
the point.
"I see. So now what? Any special post-baking ritual?"
"You know, for someone who misquotes things frequently you
certainly catch on to the lingo quickly."
"I think I'll take that as a compliment."
"Good, it was meant as one. No, there's no usual post-baking
ritual, but some favorite pasttimes are having conversations, eating and
playing video games. At least, that's what I normally do. But so long as
it doesn't involve me standing up for thirty seconds or more at a time,
I'm all for it."
"Video games are looking good right about now. What ones do you
have?"
"Uh...let's see. XG3, Splinter Cell, Klonoa..."
"Hey, there's something I haven't played in a while."
"Klonoa?"
"Yeah. Is it one or two?"
"Two."
"Cool." Minako said before said before a look of realization
came to her features. "Oh shoot. Forgot that it's one-player. Sorry."
"No prob." Makoto said dismissively with a wave of her hand. "I
can just play StarCraft online. Ami's becoming a real force with that
game."
"Really? Hmm..."
"I could hear that thought from here, Minako. Only problem is,
we don't have another computer."
"Another computer can be arranged." Minako said, reaching into
her backpack and pulling out her laptop. "In case a situation exactly
like this occurs."
"Hey, I won!"
Minako blinked in confusion. "Won what?"
"The six of us made bets as to if you actually thought or not,
and this proves you do! I was the only one who bet that you did think,
so I just won like a thousand dollars!" Makoto said in a completely
serious tone.
"Really?" Minako asked, wide-eyed.
"No."
Another one-second pause followed by a good five minutes of
laughing. When it ended, they somehow were in Makoto's bedroom. Minako
had collapsed on the chair, cradling her laptop in her lap, while Makoto
had fallen on her bed. "Told you things would be funnier." Makoto said
when she had calmed down enough to speak.
"Point." Minako said. "Alright then, all I need is a phone line
and I'm set."
"Done. Just let me call up Ami and challenge her and then it's
yours." Makoto said, picking up the receiver and dialing Ami's number.
"...'Allo?" She said in a thick french accent as she turned on her
computer. "Vhat do you mean, 'who is zis'? Zis is Makoto! ...Non, I am
not drunk. I have much bettair mind altering chemicals than alchohol...
oh, nevair mind. I 'ereby shallenge you to a deux-a-deux game of le
Craft d'Etoile! ...Glutton for puneeshment?! We shall see, mon petit
chou. We shall see. Au revoir." She pressed the off button on her phone
and set it down.
"Zat was, how you say, bizarre." Minako said, putting on the
same accent. "Vhat vas vith ze accènt?"
"Je ne sais quoi." Makoto replied. "Oh, here." Makoto unhooked
the phone line and handed it to Minako.
"Merci Beaucoup Glacée."
"'Thank the pretty ice cream sundae?'" Makoto translated
confusedly.
"Why not." Minako said as she plugged in the phone line and set
up her game of Starcraft. "I don't need to spawn or anything, I've got
my own disc here and everything."
"Must be another Minakoism."
"Must be, whatever those are."
"Minakoism: A misquoting or seemingly random splicing of words,
clichés, anecdotes and/or sayings to end up with a completely original
phrase that still makes a weird sort of sense."
"I see."
"You make a bunch of them, what with your frequent misquotings,
so we named the thing after you."
"I resent that." Minako said.
She opened Starcraft and the theme song played on the tiny
laptop speakers. "Aww, it's cute." Makoto mocked. "Listen to this."
Makoto clicked on the StarCraft icon in the dock. The theme
music played from seemingly everywhere in the room, and loudly. Minako
almost jumped out of her skin when it came on. "Jees, warn me of that!
Or do you like giving friends heart attacks?"
Makoto stuck out her tongue in reply. "Alright then...Battle.net
...top vs. bottom...here it is. Mako & Mina."
They entered the game. Player Ami-Sama was the creator and they
were playing on Lost Temple.
_-__-___-__-_
Supreme_Thunder: 'Lo.
Love_Chain_Encircle: Hi.
Ami-Sama: Well, which is it? ;)
Supreme_Thunder: Lol.
Love_Chain_Encircle: Lol.
Supreme_Thunder: Ready?
Ami-Sama: Almost...
Pyro_Rei has entered.
Pyro_Rei's record: 22-13-6
Love_Chain_Encircle: NOW we've got a match.
Pyro_Rei: Time to die. :)
Supreme_Thunder: I'll come to your funeral. :P
_-__-___-__-_
Minako glanced at Makoto's race. "You play Zerg?" She said.
"Yeah." came Makoto's reply.
Minako switched her race to Terran. "Medic/Hydra rush?"
"Ooh, evil. I like."
_-__-___-__-_
An hour later, the second game had just ended. The first game
ended for Team Mako as the Medic/Hydra rush was massacred. The second
game, on Blood Bath, avenged the crushing defeat of the first. Rei set
up the last game on The Hunters. "Hey, Minako?" Makoto asked. "Wanna
smoke a good-luck bowl before we start?"
"Sure." Minako replied.
Minako and Makoto both said BRB before Makoto ducked into the
living room to get the pipe. "Hey, there's stull some in here!" She said
upon returning.
"It's all good." Minako returned. "We going to smoke what's
there, repack the bowl, what?"
"I guess we can just smoke what's here." Makoto said.
"Especially considering how high I was, and how high you're going to
get. You want sparks again this time?"
"No, that's alright. Only fair you get it this time."
"Fine with me." Makoto said, getting out her lighter. She hit
the pipe, and held her breath for about 15 seconds before exhaling. She
passed the pipe to Minako, who attempted to hit it. Nothing happened.
"It went out?" Makoto asked.
"I think so." Minako said, and Makoto handed her the lighter.
Minako lit the bowl, took a decently large hit, then passed the
pipe to Makoto, who hit it again. Minako exhaled, was handed the pipe,
and took one last hit before the marijuana had turned completely to ash.
"...I think I felt something." Minako said, slightly distant. "...Yes,
I'm definitely feeling something."
"Congratulations! You're stoned!" Makoto said. "Welcome to the
club!"
Minako stuck her tongue out in reply. "As Setsuna said once, if
you're going to stick that tongue out at me you better be prepared to
use it."
"What if I am?" Minako said slyly.
Makoto raised an eyebrow. "You really want to know?"
At that Minako blushed slightly. "In that case, I'm kidding."
"Oh. For a second there I could've sworn you were serious."
"Nah. Not my style."
"Stoned or sober?"
"Either one...so, we going to go kick some Martian and Mercurian
butt?"
"Oh yeah! It's been so long they'll think you _were_ serious
about using that tongue!"
Minako started to laugh at that, and continued to even as they
went back to their respective terminals.
_-__-___-__-_
Supreme_Thunder: Back.
Pyro_Rei: Took you long enough. What were you two doing?
Love_Chain_Encircle: I'm not sure you even know the term for it.
Pyro_Rei: .~_~.;;;
Supreme_Thunder: Mina: Ecchi. Rei: We were planning.
Pyro_Rei: Oh, you were, were you? Hope the plan was good, because we're
going to make this an instant replay of the first game.
Love_Chain_Encircle: Oh, you think so?
Ami-Sama: Yep.
Ami-Sama: I'd go so far as to bet 20 bucks on that.
Pyro_Rei: As would I.
Supreme_Thunder: *Hits PrintScreen* I've got a screenshot of that now.
You're on.
_-__-___-__-_
"Just out of curiosity, why the subterfuge about all this
smoking?" Minako asked as they started playing.
"You know how big a smoking nazi Ami is. And I think, ironically
enough, so's Rei. Not the best people to talk to with complete candor.
Don't worry, though. They'll see the error of their ways."
_-__-___-__-_
A good hour later, the game was till going on strong. There was
a massive battle involving all four players for the middle area--and
pretty much everywhere else, too. "Nobody is going to win this." Minako
said to Makoto. She typed as much.
"That's what you think." came Ami's reply.
"She's going to pay for that one." Minako said as she searched
Ami's base for signs of weakness. "Mako! Ami's got no detection other
than one Comsat! start massing DTs!"
"Gotcha." Makoto replied.
_-__-___-__-_
Another 15 minutes or so later, team Mako somehow had their
attack force assembled. "The weakest point in Ami's antiair net is
here." Makoto said, pointing to a spot on the map. "So I'll fly arbiters
in here, recall those, and we've got ourselves a victory."
"Excellent. I'll attack Rei from here," Minako said, pointing to
another spot on the map, "and they won't stand a chance."
_-__-___-__-_
And they were right. Ami's and Rei's forces crumbled quickly
under the combined weight of Minako's and Makoto's armies. "Damn. You
win." Rei messaged.
"Yep. We told you." Makoto replied.
"Don't hesitate to rub it in or anything." Ami said as both her
and Rei left the game.
"Well, that was fun." Minako said out loud as she exited with
Makoto.
"'Twas." Makoto replied. "Profitable, too."
_-__-___-__-_
"Which reminds me..." Makoto said, pausing her game.
"Uh..." Ami began. "Would you believe I have no money at the
moment?"
Makoto got up from her seat on the bed. "Really." she said,
walking towards Ami. "There are other things that may suffice as...
payment."
"At this rate we'll never catch up on our playing." Ami said,
pulling Makoto into a kiss.
_-__-___-__-_
What? A stopping-at-the-bedroom-doors Lemon Scene?! What am I thinking?!
You'll see.
RynØr
Minako turned and shot an accusing glare at Makoto while grinning evilly at the same time. "You smoke."
Makoto was a little shocked, but she figured they would have found out somehow. She just didn't expect them to be so blunt and sound so hurt about it, least of all Minako. "What? What are you talking about?" Makoto said defensively.
"You know _exactly_ what I'm talking about. You smoke. Specifically, marijuana."
Minako seems really angry. "No I don't." Makoto replied, attempting to avoid a big fight, although her tone of voice betrayed her.
"Don't play dumb with me. You've always acted a little out there--"
"Now listen!" Makoto said indignantly. "I do not smoke, whether it be marijuana, cigarettes or _tea leaves_! What makes you think that you can just come in here and--"
"I want to try it."
"--and besides what I do with--what?"
"I said I'd like to try it." Minako said softly.
"Oh." Makoto said flatly.
An awkward silence followed. "Well, in that case..."
After about a one-second pause, both girls erupted into huge
fits of laughter that continued for several minutes. When it ended,
Makoto had collapsed on the couch and Minako was on the floor. "Girl,
that was the funniest thing you'll ever say." Minako said as she picked
herself up off the ground.
"Naw, once we're nice and anviled things'll be a _lot_ funnier,
trust me." Makoto produced her pipe and lighter from one pocket, and a
smallish container from the other. "Just lemme pack the bowl, and we'll
be set."
"'K." Minako replied, sitting down on Makoto's couch.
She watched with mild interest as Makoto opened the container.
It was half-full of ground marijuana. "I thought it was usually bought
in buds or something." Minako said.
"The guy I get it from grinds it up for me." Makoto explained.
"Weighs it after he grinds it, too. Really nice guy."
"Really. Sounds like he still has a sense of ethics."
"He does. That's why I buy from him so often. Name's Jim."
"I'll remember that. Uh, in-in case you mention him again!
That's it." Minako amended hastily.
"Hey, you choose to buy some green of your own, that's your
business." Makoto said, then made a great show of casting a wary glance
around the apartment, which was empty except for the two of them. "Or if
you happen to come across his Honour Roll password, which gets you a
small discount...*cough*Gauss*cough*"
Minako laughed at that. "StarCraft otaku, is he?"
"What makes you say that?"
"His name's Jim, as in Raynor...the password is--" Minako
mimiced Makoto's show of casting a glance around the apartment
"--'Gauss', as in Gauss Rifle...just thinking it's related."
"Hmm. I'll have to ask him." Makoto said as she pressed down on
what was in the bowl. "Just remember to inhale some regular air after
you're finished hitting this thing, otherwise you'll cough like a
madman."
"And I'm not mad or a man." Minako said.
"I should hope not. You want to spark this, or should I?"
Minako deliberated for a second or two. "...Yeah, I guess I'll
spark it." She said, taking the pipe and lighter from Makoto.
She lit the lighter and held it to the bowl while inhaling. The
flame got sucked down into the bowl and Minako felt a stinging sensation
at the back of her throat about a second later. She took the pipe and
the lighter away from her face and inhaled again, and what seemed like
ice filled her lungs. She held her breath for about 15 seconds and then
finally let all the smoke out. "That is _so_ much different than
cigarettes." Minako commented.
Makoto was about to hit the pipe, but then stopped in her
tracks. "You smoked cigarettes?"
"Cigarette. I only needed one to tell me they're horrible."
"Oh. Ok, so long as you don't smoke regularly. At least, not
tobacco." Makoto added with a grin before relighting the bowl and
hitting it.
After about 15 seconds, when Makoto finally exhaled, she asked
"You feel anything?"
"Should I be?" Minako asked, confused.
"Damn. Didn't happen for you."
"What do you mean?"
"There's about a 50/50 chance of you actually feeling anything
your first baking." Makoto explained. "Too bad, this is some good...
stuff..." She leaned back on the couch and rested her head on the wall
behind her. "Granted, either way you _act_ high, but you don't actually
_feel_ high. You get me?" She continued in a subdued tone.
"I get you, I think. Wonder why."
"Big shocks to the system don't register right away?" Makoto
guessed. "Well, if I decide to pack another bowl you'll probably feel
high off of that. That is, if you want to smoke it."
"Hey, in for a penny, in for a dollar." Minako misquoted.
"Pound." Makoto corrected.
"Pound what?"
"...You know, I have no idea." Makoto said. "Side-effect. Shuts
down your brain." She made a vague gesture around her head to emphasize
the point.
"I see. So now what? Any special post-baking ritual?"
"You know, for someone who misquotes things frequently you
certainly catch on to the lingo quickly."
"I think I'll take that as a compliment."
"Good, it was meant as one. No, there's no usual post-baking
ritual, but some favorite pasttimes are having conversations, eating and
playing video games. At least, that's what I normally do. But so long as
it doesn't involve me standing up for thirty seconds or more at a time,
I'm all for it."
"Video games are looking good right about now. What ones do you
have?"
"Uh...let's see. XG3, Splinter Cell, Klonoa..."
"Hey, there's something I haven't played in a while."
"Klonoa?"
"Yeah. Is it one or two?"
"Two."
"Cool." Minako said before said before a look of realization
came to her features. "Oh shoot. Forgot that it's one-player. Sorry."
"No prob." Makoto said dismissively with a wave of her hand. "I
can just play StarCraft online. Ami's becoming a real force with that
game."
"Really? Hmm..."
"I could hear that thought from here, Minako. Only problem is,
we don't have another computer."
"Another computer can be arranged." Minako said, reaching into
her backpack and pulling out her laptop. "In case a situation exactly
like this occurs."
"Hey, I won!"
Minako blinked in confusion. "Won what?"
"The six of us made bets as to if you actually thought or not,
and this proves you do! I was the only one who bet that you did think,
so I just won like a thousand dollars!" Makoto said in a completely
serious tone.
"Really?" Minako asked, wide-eyed.
"No."
Another one-second pause followed by a good five minutes of
laughing. When it ended, they somehow were in Makoto's bedroom. Minako
had collapsed on the chair, cradling her laptop in her lap, while Makoto
had fallen on her bed. "Told you things would be funnier." Makoto said
when she had calmed down enough to speak.
"Point." Minako said. "Alright then, all I need is a phone line
and I'm set."
"Done. Just let me call up Ami and challenge her and then it's
yours." Makoto said, picking up the receiver and dialing Ami's number.
"...'Allo?" She said in a thick french accent as she turned on her
computer. "Vhat do you mean, 'who is zis'? Zis is Makoto! ...Non, I am
not drunk. I have much bettair mind altering chemicals than alchohol...
oh, nevair mind. I 'ereby shallenge you to a deux-a-deux game of le
Craft d'Etoile! ...Glutton for puneeshment?! We shall see, mon petit
chou. We shall see. Au revoir." She pressed the off button on her phone
and set it down.
"Zat was, how you say, bizarre." Minako said, putting on the
same accent. "Vhat vas vith ze accènt?"
"Je ne sais quoi." Makoto replied. "Oh, here." Makoto unhooked
the phone line and handed it to Minako.
"Merci Beaucoup Glacée."
"'Thank the pretty ice cream sundae?'" Makoto translated
confusedly.
"Why not." Minako said as she plugged in the phone line and set
up her game of Starcraft. "I don't need to spawn or anything, I've got
my own disc here and everything."
"Must be another Minakoism."
"Must be, whatever those are."
"Minakoism: A misquoting or seemingly random splicing of words,
clichés, anecdotes and/or sayings to end up with a completely original
phrase that still makes a weird sort of sense."
"I see."
"You make a bunch of them, what with your frequent misquotings,
so we named the thing after you."
"I resent that." Minako said.
She opened Starcraft and the theme song played on the tiny
laptop speakers. "Aww, it's cute." Makoto mocked. "Listen to this."
Makoto clicked on the StarCraft icon in the dock. The theme
music played from seemingly everywhere in the room, and loudly. Minako
almost jumped out of her skin when it came on. "Jees, warn me of that!
Or do you like giving friends heart attacks?"
Makoto stuck out her tongue in reply. "Alright then...Battle.net
...top vs. bottom...here it is. Mako & Mina."
They entered the game. Player Ami-Sama was the creator and they
were playing on Lost Temple.
_-__-___-__-_
Supreme_Thunder: 'Lo.
Love_Chain_Encircle: Hi.
Ami-Sama: Well, which is it? ;)
Supreme_Thunder: Lol.
Love_Chain_Encircle: Lol.
Supreme_Thunder: Ready?
Ami-Sama: Almost...
Pyro_Rei has entered.
Pyro_Rei's record: 22-13-6
Love_Chain_Encircle: NOW we've got a match.
Pyro_Rei: Time to die. :)
Supreme_Thunder: I'll come to your funeral. :P
_-__-___-__-_
Minako glanced at Makoto's race. "You play Zerg?" She said.
"Yeah." came Makoto's reply.
Minako switched her race to Terran. "Medic/Hydra rush?"
"Ooh, evil. I like."
_-__-___-__-_
An hour later, the second game had just ended. The first game
ended for Team Mako as the Medic/Hydra rush was massacred. The second
game, on Blood Bath, avenged the crushing defeat of the first. Rei set
up the last game on The Hunters. "Hey, Minako?" Makoto asked. "Wanna
smoke a good-luck bowl before we start?"
"Sure." Minako replied.
Minako and Makoto both said BRB before Makoto ducked into the
living room to get the pipe. "Hey, there's stull some in here!" She said
upon returning.
"It's all good." Minako returned. "We going to smoke what's
there, repack the bowl, what?"
"I guess we can just smoke what's here." Makoto said.
"Especially considering how high I was, and how high you're going to
get. You want sparks again this time?"
"No, that's alright. Only fair you get it this time."
"Fine with me." Makoto said, getting out her lighter. She hit
the pipe, and held her breath for about 15 seconds before exhaling. She
passed the pipe to Minako, who attempted to hit it. Nothing happened.
"It went out?" Makoto asked.
"I think so." Minako said, and Makoto handed her the lighter.
Minako lit the bowl, took a decently large hit, then passed the
pipe to Makoto, who hit it again. Minako exhaled, was handed the pipe,
and took one last hit before the marijuana had turned completely to ash.
"...I think I felt something." Minako said, slightly distant. "...Yes,
I'm definitely feeling something."
"Congratulations! You're stoned!" Makoto said. "Welcome to the
club!"
Minako stuck her tongue out in reply. "As Setsuna said once, if
you're going to stick that tongue out at me you better be prepared to
use it."
"What if I am?" Minako said slyly.
Makoto raised an eyebrow. "You really want to know?"
At that Minako blushed slightly. "In that case, I'm kidding."
"Oh. For a second there I could've sworn you were serious."
"Nah. Not my style."
"Stoned or sober?"
"Either one...so, we going to go kick some Martian and Mercurian
butt?"
"Oh yeah! It's been so long they'll think you _were_ serious
about using that tongue!"
Minako started to laugh at that, and continued to even as they
went back to their respective terminals.
_-__-___-__-_
Supreme_Thunder: Back.
Pyro_Rei: Took you long enough. What were you two doing?
Love_Chain_Encircle: I'm not sure you even know the term for it.
Pyro_Rei: .~_~.;;;
Supreme_Thunder: Mina: Ecchi. Rei: We were planning.
Pyro_Rei: Oh, you were, were you? Hope the plan was good, because we're
going to make this an instant replay of the first game.
Love_Chain_Encircle: Oh, you think so?
Ami-Sama: Yep.
Ami-Sama: I'd go so far as to bet 20 bucks on that.
Pyro_Rei: As would I.
Supreme_Thunder: *Hits PrintScreen* I've got a screenshot of that now.
You're on.
_-__-___-__-_
"Just out of curiosity, why the subterfuge about all this
smoking?" Minako asked as they started playing.
"You know how big a smoking nazi Ami is. And I think, ironically
enough, so's Rei. Not the best people to talk to with complete candor.
Don't worry, though. They'll see the error of their ways."
_-__-___-__-_
A good hour later, the game was till going on strong. There was
a massive battle involving all four players for the middle area--and
pretty much everywhere else, too. "Nobody is going to win this." Minako
said to Makoto. She typed as much.
"That's what you think." came Ami's reply.
"She's going to pay for that one." Minako said as she searched
Ami's base for signs of weakness. "Mako! Ami's got no detection other
than one Comsat! start massing DTs!"
"Gotcha." Makoto replied.
_-__-___-__-_
Another 15 minutes or so later, team Mako somehow had their
attack force assembled. "The weakest point in Ami's antiair net is
here." Makoto said, pointing to a spot on the map. "So I'll fly arbiters
in here, recall those, and we've got ourselves a victory."
"Excellent. I'll attack Rei from here," Minako said, pointing to
another spot on the map, "and they won't stand a chance."
_-__-___-__-_
And they were right. Ami's and Rei's forces crumbled quickly
under the combined weight of Minako's and Makoto's armies. "Damn. You
win." Rei messaged.
"Yep. We told you." Makoto replied.
"Don't hesitate to rub it in or anything." Ami said as both her
and Rei left the game.
"Well, that was fun." Minako said out loud as she exited with
Makoto.
"'Twas." Makoto replied. "Profitable, too."
_-__-___-__-_
"Which reminds me..." Makoto said, pausing her game.
"Uh..." Ami began. "Would you believe I have no money at the
moment?"
Makoto got up from her seat on the bed. "Really." she said,
walking towards Ami. "There are other things that may suffice as...
payment."
"At this rate we'll never catch up on our playing." Ami said,
pulling Makoto into a kiss.
_-__-___-__-_
What? A stopping-at-the-bedroom-doors Lemon Scene?! What am I thinking?!
You'll see.
RynØr
