One True Team
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"Wake up, Saber!"
"Alright alright already!" Saber tiredly sat up in bed, yawning as her eyes focused. Her ankle still hurt and she felt like she had crashed into a wall of bricks.
"Aw man, you look like you just came from World War 2," Solo observed.
"Yeah right," Saber rolled her eyes comically. "And who are you? Hitler?"
"Be quiet," Solo smirked. "I'm just joking."
"Oh yeah?" Saber started to say, but Lexis cut her off.
"Listen, we have to still prove that you're innocent, Saber," she explained. She was still in her green pj's but had gotten up a bit earlier than usual. Saber wore black pajamas, Solo wore black with red edging, and Terri wore light blue.
"But how?" Terri asked. "We're all convinced that Saber is innocent, but we don't really have any evidence to prove it."
"Well, if we don't do something," Solo answered. "We'll have to forfeit our places in the championships."
"That ain't going to happen," Saber replied.
"Then can you prove that you weren't the thief in the video?" asked Lexis. Saber shrugged.
"I KNOW I didn't go there," she insisted. "I just need to look at the video a few more times."
"Well today's judgment day," Terri said. "We better do some research quick or we're doomed."
"Also, we need to find out who's been doing all these sabotages and tricks to us," Lexis added. "It's a pretty cheap way to get us out of the championships."
"Not to mention heartless," Terri agreed. "I suggest we do a little research on this."
"Well, I suggest that we go back to sleep," Saber yawned, then groaned again as Terri and Lexis dragged her out of the bed. "Come on! Why can't I even get some sleep? I just got bruised, cut, and punched-in from yesterday!"
"Sleep later," Lexis told her, as she and Terri continued dragging Saber across the carpet floor on her heels. "Right now, we need to prove you innocent."
"Watch the ankle," Saber grumbled. Solo ignored them and looked outside the window. She felt weird about all the accidents, as if something she knew was lurking near by. Maybe she was jumping to conclusions again . . ..
"Hey Solo! Come on!"
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"Morning one and all!" Saber greeted.
"Morning to you," Ray smiled as he kissed her on the forehead. Max and Terri had gone into Tyson's room to wake him up . . .. again.
"So you feeling okay?" asked Ray.
"Yeah. I the great saber-toothed panther is always alright," Saber declared, while Lexis and Solo anime sweat-dropped.
"Okay," Lexis cut in. "Say, Kenny, did you find anything that might help us with the case?"
"Not really," Kenny shook his head. "Unless I have the original video of the thief, we can't really do anything about it. Clips are just 30 seconds of filming, not the original thing."
"Then let's go to Mr. Dickenson," Max said as he and Terri dragged Tyson on his heels out of the room. Tyson yawned loudly.
"Alright," he shouted. "I'm awake already! Let's get going!"
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"Morning, Mr. Dickenson," Kenny greeted him. "We need to see the original taping of the Seven Eleven Shoplifter."
"Here you go then." Mr. Dickenson handed Kenny videotape. "Oh, Saber, are you feeling better yet?"
"Better already, Mr. D," Saber smiled. "Though I'll have to hop around for a few days before my ankle heals. But I'll be wearing an ankle bracelet not to worry."
"Come on," Solo nudged her. "It's 10 o'clock already, thanks to SOMEONE here."
"Hey! I forgot to set my alarm clock, okay?" Tyson explained.
"Where do we meet Officer Barton or Officer Carter?" asked Terri.
"Well, you have to go to the beyblade stadium and Officer Carter said that he'll meet you at 10:30 in your locker room." Mr. Dickenson pushed up his glasses.
"Thanks a lot," Ray replied.
"Okay, let's get moving," Saber grinned.
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A few minutes later, the gang arrived at the beyblade stadium and had entered their locker room. A few benches were lying about with a table on the side and a TV and VCR was set up. No one was in sight.
"Alright, let's go check things out," Tyson said. Kenny took the videotape Mr. Dickenson had given to him and slid it into the VCR. The TV was turned on and everyone stood near the TV so they could see. The time on the bottom left was 5:35 am. The video showed an aisle of shelves with boxes, food, and drinks on them. A counter with the storekeeper was seen next to the door. The storekeeper seemed to be apparently falling asleep.
"Talk about falling asleep on the job," Tyson snickered.
"I'll say," said Ray. Everyone watched in silence as a shadow appeared on the store's glass door. Then the door opened and a girl stepped in. Saber's eyes widened. That girl looked almost exactly identical as her.
"No wonder everyone thought I did this theft," she murmured. "That girl's description matches mine exactly. Brown braid, black clothing, black hat, and blue eyes." The girl then walked down the aisle for a few seconds, then suddenly grabbed an apple off the shelf and ran. The storekeeper was heard shouting, "Hey you! What the hell do you think you're doing! Come back here!" The girl was then seen running out the door.
"Hey wait a second," Solo suddenly said. "That girl dropped something." Kenny quickly paused the video as Solo stepped up. She looked at the screen, and then pointed to something that was flying behind the girl.
"Is it a ghost?" asked Terri.
"Course not," Solo answered annoyingly. "It's a piece of paper. See, it's falling from that girl's pocket and down to the floor."
"Maybe it was just an accident," Ray suggested. Kai glared at the TV. Then walked forward to where Kenny was. Grabbing the remote out of his hand, Kai rewind the tape, then played it again. At this point, the girl was walking down the aisle in full focus. She was looking at the camera. Kai paused the tape.
"Look," he pointed to the girl's pants' pocket. "You can see already that there's a piece of paper is sticking out of her pocket."
"Which can only mean one thing," Lexis realized. "That paper was meant to fall out of her pocket no matter what. It seemed like an accident, but really, it was part of the theft."
"But what is on that piece of paper?" asked Max.
"A picture," said a voice. Gasping, the two teams found themselves staring into the eyes of Officer Barton. Officer Carter, Howard the shopkeeper, and Mr. Dickenson entered the room while Officer Barton faced the beyblade teams.
"So you made it," he said.
"Skip the intros will you?" Tyson exclaimed. "Somebody framed Saber so you can arrest her for nothing!"
"Huh?"
"Listen kid," Howard interrupted. "That girl stole from my store! She's right there on the security camera!"
"Now hold on a second," Officer Carter cut in. "We need to explain some things first. I suppose you kids have already seen the video, right?"
"Uh. . . you can say so," Kenny said.
"Then perhaps you should explain yourself, kid!" Howard cried.
"I didn't do anything, so shut up!" Saber growled.
"Please calm down," said Mr. Dickenson. "Let's sit down and talk through this. These kids have a beyblade battle at 12, Officer Carter."
"Right." Everyone sat at the benches as Officer Carter started talking again.
"We did not find out where this girl has escaped to," he said. "But she did leave behind this." He held up a plastic bag. Inside the bag was a picture of the Wildcats. Terri took the picture and studied it.
"Why would a girl have this picture inside her pocket? I know Saber never carries anything in her pocket except for gum. So it couldn't have been her."
"Prove it," Howard exclaimed. Saber reached into her pockets and pulled out one package of gum.
"What about your hotel key?" Officer Barton asked. Saber took a chain from inside her collared shirt around her neck and showed it to the policeman. On the end of it was a hotel key.
"I always keep keys on a chain cause I always lose it in my pocket," Saber explained. Howard grunted.
"Well, I still say that she's the girl who robbed my store!"
"Saber, stand up." Howard and Officer Carter stood in front of her.
"Was the girl this tall?"
"Uh. . . . . I don't know. . . . . . maybe."
"Was her hair this color?"
"Uh. . . . . . ."
"Don't even bother asking him questions," Kai snapped. "I'd rather you compare Saber to the girl on TV." Howard glared at Kai.
"Hey! It's 5:35 in the morning! How the heck was I suppose to remember?!"
"Anyways." Officer Carter placed Saber next to the TV. It showed a close up picture of the girl.
"Hmm. . . . . . I'll be darned. They're almost identical. Clothing, hair, -"
"That's it!" Kenny sprang up from the bench and ran up to where Saber was standing. "Saber's innocent!"
"What?"
"There's evidence clearly pointing out to it!"
"There is?"
"Yeah! First let me ask you this: how did you know her name, Mr. Howard?"
"That stupid photo, of course!" Howard shouted.
"No, you found that out afterwards. When you talked to me on the phone, you kept saying her name begins with SA," Officer Carter said, arms crossed.
"The question is: how did you know that?" asked Officer Barton.
"It said on her shirt on that name tag! See? It's on the TV!" Howard exclaimed.
"True. But there is one negative point though. Saber here doesn't HAVE a nametag."
"What?!"
"Now I get it!" Ray said. "Saber has never worn any name tag this whole time. Our team never wore any nametags either. So this means that she can't be the thief. The thief here DID wear a nametag, but Saber didn't."
"Unless someone was trying to frame her, there will be no need to wear a name tag," Max said.
"ALRIGHT!" Tyson cheered.
"I still don't believe this," Howard sputtered.
"Believe it," Lexis said.
"Another thing," Kenny pointed out. "This girl you say has indigo eyes. Saber has cobalt blue eyes instead of indigo."
"That's another point," Officer Barton added.
"I just realized something," Max said. "Is your store on Main Street?"
"Yes."
"Well, our hotel is on Banth Street, which is fifteen blocks away. If Saber did wake up at 5:30, there's no way she could have made it to your store at 5:35."
"Unless she drives a Porsche," Ray laughed. Howard sighed.
"Okay okay, you got me there! Saber didn't steal from my store then." Walking up to Saber, Howard bowed. "Please forgive me for accusing you, miss. I'll make it up to you please!"
"Well, you could give Tyson here some breakfast," Saber smiled. Tyson cheered.
"So I'm for sure NOT getting arrested, right?" Saber asked the officers.
"Right. But we need to find out who stole from the store."
"We think this girl might link to the mysterious so-called-accidents that happened to us," Ray said.
"I'll check that," Officer Barton said.
"Meanwhile, you guys need to hurry up! It's almost time for your beyblade match," Mr. Dickenson pointed out.
"Oh no! That's right!" Lexis slapped her forehead.
"Excuse us, gentlemen, but we've got to hurry or we'll have to forfeit!" And with that, the two teams headed out the door.
"I'm so glad this is all over," Saber sighed as she leaned on Ray's shoulder for support. She was hopping on one foot and was trying not to lose her balance. Ray laughed.
"Same here," he smiled. "I think we should take the day off."
"Yeah, I need some sleep."
The four gentlemen shook their heads as they watched the teenagers rush out of the room like a cattle ranch.
"Kids these days," Mr. Dickenson shook his head. "They never sit still."
"You got that right," said Officer Carter.
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~Sorry, but that's all for now! I'll try to write more next time, k? tell me how that chapter was! ~
* Zero2-the-scyther~*~
~Enjoy!! ~
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"Wake up, Saber!"
"Alright alright already!" Saber tiredly sat up in bed, yawning as her eyes focused. Her ankle still hurt and she felt like she had crashed into a wall of bricks.
"Aw man, you look like you just came from World War 2," Solo observed.
"Yeah right," Saber rolled her eyes comically. "And who are you? Hitler?"
"Be quiet," Solo smirked. "I'm just joking."
"Oh yeah?" Saber started to say, but Lexis cut her off.
"Listen, we have to still prove that you're innocent, Saber," she explained. She was still in her green pj's but had gotten up a bit earlier than usual. Saber wore black pajamas, Solo wore black with red edging, and Terri wore light blue.
"But how?" Terri asked. "We're all convinced that Saber is innocent, but we don't really have any evidence to prove it."
"Well, if we don't do something," Solo answered. "We'll have to forfeit our places in the championships."
"That ain't going to happen," Saber replied.
"Then can you prove that you weren't the thief in the video?" asked Lexis. Saber shrugged.
"I KNOW I didn't go there," she insisted. "I just need to look at the video a few more times."
"Well today's judgment day," Terri said. "We better do some research quick or we're doomed."
"Also, we need to find out who's been doing all these sabotages and tricks to us," Lexis added. "It's a pretty cheap way to get us out of the championships."
"Not to mention heartless," Terri agreed. "I suggest we do a little research on this."
"Well, I suggest that we go back to sleep," Saber yawned, then groaned again as Terri and Lexis dragged her out of the bed. "Come on! Why can't I even get some sleep? I just got bruised, cut, and punched-in from yesterday!"
"Sleep later," Lexis told her, as she and Terri continued dragging Saber across the carpet floor on her heels. "Right now, we need to prove you innocent."
"Watch the ankle," Saber grumbled. Solo ignored them and looked outside the window. She felt weird about all the accidents, as if something she knew was lurking near by. Maybe she was jumping to conclusions again . . ..
"Hey Solo! Come on!"
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"Morning one and all!" Saber greeted.
"Morning to you," Ray smiled as he kissed her on the forehead. Max and Terri had gone into Tyson's room to wake him up . . .. again.
"So you feeling okay?" asked Ray.
"Yeah. I the great saber-toothed panther is always alright," Saber declared, while Lexis and Solo anime sweat-dropped.
"Okay," Lexis cut in. "Say, Kenny, did you find anything that might help us with the case?"
"Not really," Kenny shook his head. "Unless I have the original video of the thief, we can't really do anything about it. Clips are just 30 seconds of filming, not the original thing."
"Then let's go to Mr. Dickenson," Max said as he and Terri dragged Tyson on his heels out of the room. Tyson yawned loudly.
"Alright," he shouted. "I'm awake already! Let's get going!"
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"Morning, Mr. Dickenson," Kenny greeted him. "We need to see the original taping of the Seven Eleven Shoplifter."
"Here you go then." Mr. Dickenson handed Kenny videotape. "Oh, Saber, are you feeling better yet?"
"Better already, Mr. D," Saber smiled. "Though I'll have to hop around for a few days before my ankle heals. But I'll be wearing an ankle bracelet not to worry."
"Come on," Solo nudged her. "It's 10 o'clock already, thanks to SOMEONE here."
"Hey! I forgot to set my alarm clock, okay?" Tyson explained.
"Where do we meet Officer Barton or Officer Carter?" asked Terri.
"Well, you have to go to the beyblade stadium and Officer Carter said that he'll meet you at 10:30 in your locker room." Mr. Dickenson pushed up his glasses.
"Thanks a lot," Ray replied.
"Okay, let's get moving," Saber grinned.
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A few minutes later, the gang arrived at the beyblade stadium and had entered their locker room. A few benches were lying about with a table on the side and a TV and VCR was set up. No one was in sight.
"Alright, let's go check things out," Tyson said. Kenny took the videotape Mr. Dickenson had given to him and slid it into the VCR. The TV was turned on and everyone stood near the TV so they could see. The time on the bottom left was 5:35 am. The video showed an aisle of shelves with boxes, food, and drinks on them. A counter with the storekeeper was seen next to the door. The storekeeper seemed to be apparently falling asleep.
"Talk about falling asleep on the job," Tyson snickered.
"I'll say," said Ray. Everyone watched in silence as a shadow appeared on the store's glass door. Then the door opened and a girl stepped in. Saber's eyes widened. That girl looked almost exactly identical as her.
"No wonder everyone thought I did this theft," she murmured. "That girl's description matches mine exactly. Brown braid, black clothing, black hat, and blue eyes." The girl then walked down the aisle for a few seconds, then suddenly grabbed an apple off the shelf and ran. The storekeeper was heard shouting, "Hey you! What the hell do you think you're doing! Come back here!" The girl was then seen running out the door.
"Hey wait a second," Solo suddenly said. "That girl dropped something." Kenny quickly paused the video as Solo stepped up. She looked at the screen, and then pointed to something that was flying behind the girl.
"Is it a ghost?" asked Terri.
"Course not," Solo answered annoyingly. "It's a piece of paper. See, it's falling from that girl's pocket and down to the floor."
"Maybe it was just an accident," Ray suggested. Kai glared at the TV. Then walked forward to where Kenny was. Grabbing the remote out of his hand, Kai rewind the tape, then played it again. At this point, the girl was walking down the aisle in full focus. She was looking at the camera. Kai paused the tape.
"Look," he pointed to the girl's pants' pocket. "You can see already that there's a piece of paper is sticking out of her pocket."
"Which can only mean one thing," Lexis realized. "That paper was meant to fall out of her pocket no matter what. It seemed like an accident, but really, it was part of the theft."
"But what is on that piece of paper?" asked Max.
"A picture," said a voice. Gasping, the two teams found themselves staring into the eyes of Officer Barton. Officer Carter, Howard the shopkeeper, and Mr. Dickenson entered the room while Officer Barton faced the beyblade teams.
"So you made it," he said.
"Skip the intros will you?" Tyson exclaimed. "Somebody framed Saber so you can arrest her for nothing!"
"Huh?"
"Listen kid," Howard interrupted. "That girl stole from my store! She's right there on the security camera!"
"Now hold on a second," Officer Carter cut in. "We need to explain some things first. I suppose you kids have already seen the video, right?"
"Uh. . . you can say so," Kenny said.
"Then perhaps you should explain yourself, kid!" Howard cried.
"I didn't do anything, so shut up!" Saber growled.
"Please calm down," said Mr. Dickenson. "Let's sit down and talk through this. These kids have a beyblade battle at 12, Officer Carter."
"Right." Everyone sat at the benches as Officer Carter started talking again.
"We did not find out where this girl has escaped to," he said. "But she did leave behind this." He held up a plastic bag. Inside the bag was a picture of the Wildcats. Terri took the picture and studied it.
"Why would a girl have this picture inside her pocket? I know Saber never carries anything in her pocket except for gum. So it couldn't have been her."
"Prove it," Howard exclaimed. Saber reached into her pockets and pulled out one package of gum.
"What about your hotel key?" Officer Barton asked. Saber took a chain from inside her collared shirt around her neck and showed it to the policeman. On the end of it was a hotel key.
"I always keep keys on a chain cause I always lose it in my pocket," Saber explained. Howard grunted.
"Well, I still say that she's the girl who robbed my store!"
"Saber, stand up." Howard and Officer Carter stood in front of her.
"Was the girl this tall?"
"Uh. . . . . I don't know. . . . . . maybe."
"Was her hair this color?"
"Uh. . . . . . ."
"Don't even bother asking him questions," Kai snapped. "I'd rather you compare Saber to the girl on TV." Howard glared at Kai.
"Hey! It's 5:35 in the morning! How the heck was I suppose to remember?!"
"Anyways." Officer Carter placed Saber next to the TV. It showed a close up picture of the girl.
"Hmm. . . . . . I'll be darned. They're almost identical. Clothing, hair, -"
"That's it!" Kenny sprang up from the bench and ran up to where Saber was standing. "Saber's innocent!"
"What?"
"There's evidence clearly pointing out to it!"
"There is?"
"Yeah! First let me ask you this: how did you know her name, Mr. Howard?"
"That stupid photo, of course!" Howard shouted.
"No, you found that out afterwards. When you talked to me on the phone, you kept saying her name begins with SA," Officer Carter said, arms crossed.
"The question is: how did you know that?" asked Officer Barton.
"It said on her shirt on that name tag! See? It's on the TV!" Howard exclaimed.
"True. But there is one negative point though. Saber here doesn't HAVE a nametag."
"What?!"
"Now I get it!" Ray said. "Saber has never worn any name tag this whole time. Our team never wore any nametags either. So this means that she can't be the thief. The thief here DID wear a nametag, but Saber didn't."
"Unless someone was trying to frame her, there will be no need to wear a name tag," Max said.
"ALRIGHT!" Tyson cheered.
"I still don't believe this," Howard sputtered.
"Believe it," Lexis said.
"Another thing," Kenny pointed out. "This girl you say has indigo eyes. Saber has cobalt blue eyes instead of indigo."
"That's another point," Officer Barton added.
"I just realized something," Max said. "Is your store on Main Street?"
"Yes."
"Well, our hotel is on Banth Street, which is fifteen blocks away. If Saber did wake up at 5:30, there's no way she could have made it to your store at 5:35."
"Unless she drives a Porsche," Ray laughed. Howard sighed.
"Okay okay, you got me there! Saber didn't steal from my store then." Walking up to Saber, Howard bowed. "Please forgive me for accusing you, miss. I'll make it up to you please!"
"Well, you could give Tyson here some breakfast," Saber smiled. Tyson cheered.
"So I'm for sure NOT getting arrested, right?" Saber asked the officers.
"Right. But we need to find out who stole from the store."
"We think this girl might link to the mysterious so-called-accidents that happened to us," Ray said.
"I'll check that," Officer Barton said.
"Meanwhile, you guys need to hurry up! It's almost time for your beyblade match," Mr. Dickenson pointed out.
"Oh no! That's right!" Lexis slapped her forehead.
"Excuse us, gentlemen, but we've got to hurry or we'll have to forfeit!" And with that, the two teams headed out the door.
"I'm so glad this is all over," Saber sighed as she leaned on Ray's shoulder for support. She was hopping on one foot and was trying not to lose her balance. Ray laughed.
"Same here," he smiled. "I think we should take the day off."
"Yeah, I need some sleep."
The four gentlemen shook their heads as they watched the teenagers rush out of the room like a cattle ranch.
"Kids these days," Mr. Dickenson shook his head. "They never sit still."
"You got that right," said Officer Carter.
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~Sorry, but that's all for now! I'll try to write more next time, k? tell me how that chapter was! ~
* Zero2-the-scyther~*~