Disclaimer: I own nothing!!!! Wow. It's the last time in this fic that I
get to say that!
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Here it is! Last Chapter!!
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Day: Eight. The end of the diet. (Epilogue)
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The morning brought a warm sunny day, birds chirping, children chasing each other in a joyous game of tag, Rei trying to drink a cup of coffee but having difficulty considering how much his hand was shaking, Max asleep on the couch, having refused to sleep alone, Kai drumming his fingers of his right hand on the arm of the armchair he was sitting in, and Kenny typing tiredly on his laptop.
No one had gotten much sleep as Tyson had become a little more hyperly unstable during his time away from 'the doll'. Although he was currently snoring quite loudly from where they had barricaded him in the practically empty spare room.
The majority of the Bladebreakers were seriously considering maiming Kenny for ever getting that doll.
The only thought that had gotten them through the night was 'lastnightlastnightlastnightlastnight........' and 'Only six more hours, only six more hours, only six more hours......only five more hours only five more hours only five more hours....etc...etc.........'
The four frazzled teens practically jumped out of their skins, Rei spilling the coffee he was trying to drink, as the clock in the hall chimed six times. Six am.
They all blinked. Once. Twice. Three times.
It was six am.
They were free.
The thought seemed to hit them all at once. FREEDOM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Rei whooped and danced around with Max, who only paused long enough to twirl Kenny around twice. Kai stepped out of reach as they tried to get him to join them. There was no friggin way he was going to be *that* juvenile no matter how liberated he felt.
Max, Rei, and Kenny all practically pranced over to where they barricaded Tyson and wasted no time undoing the barricade. They joyously flung open the door, barely flinched as they caught sight of the doll and all but ran in and .....started jumping on the bed.
Kai sweatdropped. Idiots. He was surrounded by total idiots.
Well, he guessed, something good did come of this. They finally succeeded in finding a way to wake Tyson, seeing as he was now lying in a heap on the floor, where he landed when they bounced him out of bed.
"What the....?" Tyson asked groggy.
"...?" The doll he was holding seeming to relay.
"Up. Up. Up. Up. Up." Max said hyperly smiling wildly as he jumped on the bed.
"Now. Now. Now. Now. Now." Rei added jumping as well.
It was early and Tyson was just rudely awaked by some slightly insane/feeling liberated/ overly stressed teammates.
Kenny saw the confused look, and decided to take pity on him. "Congratulations. You made the week. Your diets over."
*That* woke him up. *FAST*.
Before you could say 'Beyblade' Tyson was up, on his feet, grabbed the doll, out the spare bedroom door, past Kai, down the hall, and in the kitchen.
It was their turn to sweatdrop. Who hadn't seen that coming?
*****
After a few minutes of relishing the feeling of pure freedom, the rest of the very tired but very liberated Bladebreakers wander out to the kitchen.
They entered the room and, Kenny smacked his palm to his head, Rei had a *massive* sweatdrop, Max looked like he was going to follow Rei's path to 'sweatdropdom' and Kai pinched the bridge of his nose irritated and tired.
Tyson, surprisingly wasn't eating. No. He was shoving any and all things he seemed to deem 'healthy' down the garbage disposal. And the doll was propped up to the table, sitting on books so it could 'see', with a glass of pop? In front of it.
At least now they knew what happened when Tyson was put on a diet.
They knew enough to *NEVER* put him on one again.
*****
A/N-
It's done! Oh My God. I finished something. Pardon me while I try to restart my heart. *thumps chest with one fist over heart*
So? What do you peoples think?
Please R/R!
A/N-
Here it is! Last Chapter!!
*****
Day: Eight. The end of the diet. (Epilogue)
*****
The morning brought a warm sunny day, birds chirping, children chasing each other in a joyous game of tag, Rei trying to drink a cup of coffee but having difficulty considering how much his hand was shaking, Max asleep on the couch, having refused to sleep alone, Kai drumming his fingers of his right hand on the arm of the armchair he was sitting in, and Kenny typing tiredly on his laptop.
No one had gotten much sleep as Tyson had become a little more hyperly unstable during his time away from 'the doll'. Although he was currently snoring quite loudly from where they had barricaded him in the practically empty spare room.
The majority of the Bladebreakers were seriously considering maiming Kenny for ever getting that doll.
The only thought that had gotten them through the night was 'lastnightlastnightlastnightlastnight........' and 'Only six more hours, only six more hours, only six more hours......only five more hours only five more hours only five more hours....etc...etc.........'
The four frazzled teens practically jumped out of their skins, Rei spilling the coffee he was trying to drink, as the clock in the hall chimed six times. Six am.
They all blinked. Once. Twice. Three times.
It was six am.
They were free.
The thought seemed to hit them all at once. FREEDOM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Rei whooped and danced around with Max, who only paused long enough to twirl Kenny around twice. Kai stepped out of reach as they tried to get him to join them. There was no friggin way he was going to be *that* juvenile no matter how liberated he felt.
Max, Rei, and Kenny all practically pranced over to where they barricaded Tyson and wasted no time undoing the barricade. They joyously flung open the door, barely flinched as they caught sight of the doll and all but ran in and .....started jumping on the bed.
Kai sweatdropped. Idiots. He was surrounded by total idiots.
Well, he guessed, something good did come of this. They finally succeeded in finding a way to wake Tyson, seeing as he was now lying in a heap on the floor, where he landed when they bounced him out of bed.
"What the....?" Tyson asked groggy.
"...?" The doll he was holding seeming to relay.
"Up. Up. Up. Up. Up." Max said hyperly smiling wildly as he jumped on the bed.
"Now. Now. Now. Now. Now." Rei added jumping as well.
It was early and Tyson was just rudely awaked by some slightly insane/feeling liberated/ overly stressed teammates.
Kenny saw the confused look, and decided to take pity on him. "Congratulations. You made the week. Your diets over."
*That* woke him up. *FAST*.
Before you could say 'Beyblade' Tyson was up, on his feet, grabbed the doll, out the spare bedroom door, past Kai, down the hall, and in the kitchen.
It was their turn to sweatdrop. Who hadn't seen that coming?
*****
After a few minutes of relishing the feeling of pure freedom, the rest of the very tired but very liberated Bladebreakers wander out to the kitchen.
They entered the room and, Kenny smacked his palm to his head, Rei had a *massive* sweatdrop, Max looked like he was going to follow Rei's path to 'sweatdropdom' and Kai pinched the bridge of his nose irritated and tired.
Tyson, surprisingly wasn't eating. No. He was shoving any and all things he seemed to deem 'healthy' down the garbage disposal. And the doll was propped up to the table, sitting on books so it could 'see', with a glass of pop? In front of it.
At least now they knew what happened when Tyson was put on a diet.
They knew enough to *NEVER* put him on one again.
*****
A/N-
It's done! Oh My God. I finished something. Pardon me while I try to restart my heart. *thumps chest with one fist over heart*
So? What do you peoples think?
Please R/R!