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It was another team meeting. The Blade Breakers sat in Mr. Dickinson's office and were waiting for him. None of them seemed very concentrated. Kai sat in the shadows, silent and watchful. Tyson put his head on the desk and was almost asleep. Max and Kenny were talking about beyblade parts, while Ray and Shea shared an animated chat about some strange formulas and theorems. Dizzi, with her super thinking power, was participating in both conversations.
Mr. Dickinson walked into the room and sat down in his large armchair. Upon the sight of him they quieted down and let him began his instructions.
Mr. Dickinson thumbed through some papers and said, "Well, boys."
Shea interrupted with a grin, "And girl."
Mr. Dickinson smiled, "And girl. This year's world championship tournament is a little different. Every team has five players now. They will all compete, so there will be five matches in a game. It's best three out of five."
Tyson rubbed his eyes and asked, "What if someone can't play or something?"
Mr. Dickinson looked at his papers again, "Then that match is considered lost." He frowned slightly, "Strange rule indeed. But don't worry, it will not effect us that much."
Ray asked, "How many teams will be in the tournament this year?"
"Eight including us." Answered, Mr. Dickinson, "All your old acquaintances will be there. The White Tigers, the All Stars, the Majestics and the Demolition Boys. There will be three new teams we haven't met before: the White Furies from Canada, the Water Nymphs from Australia -- that one is an all-girls team, it seems, and the Green Fire from India."
"Where is it going to be?" Max asked.
"Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada." Mr. Dickinson read off his papers.
"Canada? Where it snows all year around and people live in Igloos? Isn't Russia cold enough? We should go somewhere with beaches!" Tyson moaned.
"Quit you whining." Kai said curtly.
Shea laughed, "Actually Tyson, Vancouver has a lot of famous beaches!"
"Oh, really?" Tyson blinked.
"Of course!" Shea said enthusiastically, "White Rock, English Bay, Long Beaches on Vancouver Island off the coast. They don't call Vancouver the Western Heaven for nothing!"
Mr. Dickinson smiled at her, "You seem to know a lot about Vancouver, Shea."
Shea replied, "My grandparents used to live there, I go to visit quite often." She fell silent for a while, as if thinking hard, then she said, "You guys want to go there as soon as summer vacation starts? My aunt has a country house in Surrey, a town some 40 kilometres from downtown Vancouver. We can stay there and take some time for sightseeing." Then at the sight of Kai's grim face she quickly added, "Or practice."
Mr. Dickinson said brightly, "I think it's a great idea! What do you say, team?"
Max grinned, "Free vacationing? Of course!"
The others all nodded. Tyson turned his eyes on Kai and asked half mockingly, "What do you say, o great captain Kai?"
Kai glared at him and answered, "I have no problem with it. But we must train hard once we get to Canada."
Mr. Dickinson collected his papers, "Then it's all decided. I will order your tickets for you. And Tyson, don't be late that day. The plane will not wait for you!"
How not surprisingly when Tyson flew into the airport with his luggage on that day. He was screaming something not quite audible due to all the food stuffed in his mouth, but one can guess it was something akin to "Wait for me! I am coming!" He charged onto the plane at the last second and found his seat. His teammates were all staring at him somewhat impassively.
"Quite on the clock, aren't you?" Max asked with a grin.
"Oh come on! I made it didn't I?" Tyson waved impatiently.
"Just barely though." Retorted Shea, trying to look stern.
Just then a low rumble was heard, the plane took off. The ten hours plane ride was more than boring, and the airline food was as usual, horrible. Tyson however didn't find it that way. He gulped down his own and also volunteered to finished Shea's for her.
When they got off the plane it was a bright, beautiful morning outside. Tyson stared at the clock a little puzzled.
"Dude, this is weird. We got on the plane 10 o'clock in the morning. After a huge long ride and it's only 8 o'clock right now?" He wondered at loud.
Shea sighed exasperatedly and rolled her eyes, "Haven't you heard something called time zone?"
"Oh." Tyson replied, though still looking somewhat stumped.
Mr. Dickinson did not come with them. He was quite a busy man. So Shea, being the one most familiar with the city, took charge. She called two cabs, and gave the driver directions. It was Sunday morning, and the traffic was mild. They went along the highway eastward. The landscape was more flat and less populated as they went. Finally they arrived in a road surrounded by farms and meadows at both side. At the end of the road there was a large, beautiful house.
They got off the cars and walked towards the house. The door opened and a middle-aged woman walked out and waved at them in welcome.
"Aunt Hannah!" Shea cried and ran to her in greeting.
Hannah smiled brightly, "Hello, Shea! You arrived a little earlier than expected."
Shea laughed, "Mild traffic today. Hannah, here is the beyblade team I told you about. That is Kai over there, the Tyson, Max, Ray and Kenny-- we call him chief though." She then turned to her team mates, " And guys, this is my aunt."
The other members of the Blade Breakers chorused, "Nice to meet you, Ms. Willington."
She smiled amiably and said, "Don't go 'Ms. Willington' on me. Just call me Hannah."
They all nodded, and followed her into the house. The interior was much more grand than the exterior. The ceiling was high, and sunlight poured in through the large skylights. The floor was of hard maple wood covered by small pieces of woven rugs. Hannah led them into the kitchen. It was a very large room. A wooden table was in the midst of it, surrounded by eight chairs.
"I cooked some more breakfast for you," Hannah said smiling, "It was a long journey, and I know how dreadful plane food is."
Tyson leaped and shouted enthusiastically, "All right! Bacon and egg!"
At that everyone shook their head and smiled knowingly.
A/N: Well that's a quite boring chapter. But more actions (A lot more) are coming up in next chapter, I promise!!! Please review and tell me what you think!
It was another team meeting. The Blade Breakers sat in Mr. Dickinson's office and were waiting for him. None of them seemed very concentrated. Kai sat in the shadows, silent and watchful. Tyson put his head on the desk and was almost asleep. Max and Kenny were talking about beyblade parts, while Ray and Shea shared an animated chat about some strange formulas and theorems. Dizzi, with her super thinking power, was participating in both conversations.
Mr. Dickinson walked into the room and sat down in his large armchair. Upon the sight of him they quieted down and let him began his instructions.
Mr. Dickinson thumbed through some papers and said, "Well, boys."
Shea interrupted with a grin, "And girl."
Mr. Dickinson smiled, "And girl. This year's world championship tournament is a little different. Every team has five players now. They will all compete, so there will be five matches in a game. It's best three out of five."
Tyson rubbed his eyes and asked, "What if someone can't play or something?"
Mr. Dickinson looked at his papers again, "Then that match is considered lost." He frowned slightly, "Strange rule indeed. But don't worry, it will not effect us that much."
Ray asked, "How many teams will be in the tournament this year?"
"Eight including us." Answered, Mr. Dickinson, "All your old acquaintances will be there. The White Tigers, the All Stars, the Majestics and the Demolition Boys. There will be three new teams we haven't met before: the White Furies from Canada, the Water Nymphs from Australia -- that one is an all-girls team, it seems, and the Green Fire from India."
"Where is it going to be?" Max asked.
"Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada." Mr. Dickinson read off his papers.
"Canada? Where it snows all year around and people live in Igloos? Isn't Russia cold enough? We should go somewhere with beaches!" Tyson moaned.
"Quit you whining." Kai said curtly.
Shea laughed, "Actually Tyson, Vancouver has a lot of famous beaches!"
"Oh, really?" Tyson blinked.
"Of course!" Shea said enthusiastically, "White Rock, English Bay, Long Beaches on Vancouver Island off the coast. They don't call Vancouver the Western Heaven for nothing!"
Mr. Dickinson smiled at her, "You seem to know a lot about Vancouver, Shea."
Shea replied, "My grandparents used to live there, I go to visit quite often." She fell silent for a while, as if thinking hard, then she said, "You guys want to go there as soon as summer vacation starts? My aunt has a country house in Surrey, a town some 40 kilometres from downtown Vancouver. We can stay there and take some time for sightseeing." Then at the sight of Kai's grim face she quickly added, "Or practice."
Mr. Dickinson said brightly, "I think it's a great idea! What do you say, team?"
Max grinned, "Free vacationing? Of course!"
The others all nodded. Tyson turned his eyes on Kai and asked half mockingly, "What do you say, o great captain Kai?"
Kai glared at him and answered, "I have no problem with it. But we must train hard once we get to Canada."
Mr. Dickinson collected his papers, "Then it's all decided. I will order your tickets for you. And Tyson, don't be late that day. The plane will not wait for you!"
How not surprisingly when Tyson flew into the airport with his luggage on that day. He was screaming something not quite audible due to all the food stuffed in his mouth, but one can guess it was something akin to "Wait for me! I am coming!" He charged onto the plane at the last second and found his seat. His teammates were all staring at him somewhat impassively.
"Quite on the clock, aren't you?" Max asked with a grin.
"Oh come on! I made it didn't I?" Tyson waved impatiently.
"Just barely though." Retorted Shea, trying to look stern.
Just then a low rumble was heard, the plane took off. The ten hours plane ride was more than boring, and the airline food was as usual, horrible. Tyson however didn't find it that way. He gulped down his own and also volunteered to finished Shea's for her.
When they got off the plane it was a bright, beautiful morning outside. Tyson stared at the clock a little puzzled.
"Dude, this is weird. We got on the plane 10 o'clock in the morning. After a huge long ride and it's only 8 o'clock right now?" He wondered at loud.
Shea sighed exasperatedly and rolled her eyes, "Haven't you heard something called time zone?"
"Oh." Tyson replied, though still looking somewhat stumped.
Mr. Dickinson did not come with them. He was quite a busy man. So Shea, being the one most familiar with the city, took charge. She called two cabs, and gave the driver directions. It was Sunday morning, and the traffic was mild. They went along the highway eastward. The landscape was more flat and less populated as they went. Finally they arrived in a road surrounded by farms and meadows at both side. At the end of the road there was a large, beautiful house.
They got off the cars and walked towards the house. The door opened and a middle-aged woman walked out and waved at them in welcome.
"Aunt Hannah!" Shea cried and ran to her in greeting.
Hannah smiled brightly, "Hello, Shea! You arrived a little earlier than expected."
Shea laughed, "Mild traffic today. Hannah, here is the beyblade team I told you about. That is Kai over there, the Tyson, Max, Ray and Kenny-- we call him chief though." She then turned to her team mates, " And guys, this is my aunt."
The other members of the Blade Breakers chorused, "Nice to meet you, Ms. Willington."
She smiled amiably and said, "Don't go 'Ms. Willington' on me. Just call me Hannah."
They all nodded, and followed her into the house. The interior was much more grand than the exterior. The ceiling was high, and sunlight poured in through the large skylights. The floor was of hard maple wood covered by small pieces of woven rugs. Hannah led them into the kitchen. It was a very large room. A wooden table was in the midst of it, surrounded by eight chairs.
"I cooked some more breakfast for you," Hannah said smiling, "It was a long journey, and I know how dreadful plane food is."
Tyson leaped and shouted enthusiastically, "All right! Bacon and egg!"
At that everyone shook their head and smiled knowingly.
A/N: Well that's a quite boring chapter. But more actions (A lot more) are coming up in next chapter, I promise!!! Please review and tell me what you think!