Okay, something is definitely wrong with me! ^^U Im going for ANOTHER
Beyblade fic!!
This one will be SO much more better then my last two attempts, so, everyone, wish me luck! ^^
Disclaimer: Well, I obviously don't own it, so why does everyone bother asking?!
"Regular speech"
::Speech between Bit Beast's and Owners::
*Personal Thoughts*
~*~Time Change~*~
*~*Setting Change*~*
^POV Change^
Okay, now, on with the fic! ^^
~*~*~*~*~
"So, WHY are we going to Mr. Dickinson's house again?" Tyson complain for the third time. The others groaned as they took another turn onto a new street.
"He wanted to talk to us about an upcoming competition, even though I won't be participating," Kenny said and he hugged his black laptop close to his chest, trying to keep up with the rest. Kai grunted.
"I sure hope we get to discuss it over dinner or something, I'm starving!!" Tyson said, using his hand to cover up a sweatdrop. The others tried their best to ignore the glutton that was embarrassingly part of their team, the BladeBreakers. Max looked up ahead, "His house number is 407, right?"
"No," Ray said, stopping suddenly and looking to his right, "It's 400, which is right here," he walked up the driveway, sure that he knew where he was going. As the rest of the team, followed him cautiously, Ray rang the doorbell, but Mr. Dickinson wasn't the one who answered their call.
A young girl about the age of them answered the door staring at the group strangely. She wore a navy blue, long and baggy t-shirt with the Pillsbury Dough Boy on it, with odd-looking letters at the top that read altogether, 'Poke Me and Die.' She also wore long Khaki pants that had army prints on them, and had a Black/Blue baseball cap on backwards that covered up scraggly, bright red hair filled with blonde highlights. She simply said, 'Hello' and they suddenly thought they had the wrong house, until she continued. "You must be here to see Grandpa, I'll get him. Please, come in and wait." She turned around and walked back into the air-conditioned house, a jingle of bells attached to her ankles. "What just happened there?!" Max asked, stepping onto the hardwood floors. They looked at the green walls surrounding the hallways, and were about to explore further from where they were, when Mr. Dickinson and the redhead came back into the front hallway.
"Hello boys!" Mr. Dickinson said cheerfully, signaling for them to take off their shoes. "Please, come in! My granddaughter will show you the way into the living room, you can help yourself to the rolls I've put there for you."
"Oh, goodie," The girl said sarcastically walking into an open room. The five other boys followed, looking at the pictures and certificates aligning the room. She sat down on a black leather couch the clashed well with the red living room. As she reached for the remote in front of her, she realized that the five newcomers hadn't taken a seat, "Oh, c'mon, don't act as if you've never seen a couch before!! Sit down already!!" Tyson was the first to sit down, after he had gotten as may rolls as he could. The rest sat down on random couches, but Kai stood at the wall in his regular position. As the young girl flicked on the T.V, she pressed a few buttons and got onto the movie channel, so they began to watch the rest of a movie that had stared some couple of hours ago. *I wonder where they came from and what they're doing here, and why gramps wants me to meet them so badly* she thought to herself as the credits flicked across the screen slowly.
As Mr. Dickinson came back in, the redhead shut off the T.V. and crossed her legs onto the couch, making room for her grandfather to have a seat beside her. "As you boys know, there is going to be a beyblading competition in which I would like you to participate in, but, there won't be any teams. You'll be battling one on one, and have the chance to win over 500,000 dollars because of the number of contestants."
That got the Tyson's attention, "Half a million dollars?! Do you know how much food you could buy with that?!?!"
Kai looked sternly at the black/blue haired boy, "Tyson, if all your going to think about is food, then I suggest you enter an eating competition instead of a Beyblade competition."
"Relax Kai!" I was just kidding around, you know that-"
But Kenny interrupted, "I agree some-what with Kai, this stuff should be taken seriously Tyson!!"
"Ah, don't worry about me guys, you know that beyblading is my life!" Tyson said with an overly cheerful smile.
"Yeah," Max continued, "After eating.." Ray laughed.
The young girl looked confusedly at the boys and walked out of the living room, the chime of anklets still following her around. Ray looked from Mr. Dickinson to where the redhead had exited, "What just happened?" he asked confusedly.
"Oh, don't worry about her Ray, Kohaku just moved in from another part of the country, and hasn't made many friends yet."
Kai looked up, "What was her name?" The others stared.
Mr. Dickinson stared blankly, "Uh, Kohaku, why do you ask?"
Kai ignored the question partly, "Nothing, I just thought I had heard the name before,"
The doorbell rang but Mr. Dickinson didn't feel to get up and answer it, "Koko? Would you mind getting that?"
"Ya, whatever," came the reply from up a nearby staircase. The redhead bounded down the steps, opened the door and greeted the people regularly. She invited the guests in, and when they entered the living room, they saw that it was none other then the Majestics, or at least they would be the Majestics until the tournament had officially started.
"Hey Mr. Dickinson!" Said Oliver, pulling off his blue hat and placing it in his other hand.
"Yeah, whats up?" Johnny asked, sticking both his hands in his pockets.
"Well, because your manager has gone out on a hospital trip, he asked me to fill you in on the upcoming competition," Mr. Dickinson said.
"We already know about the tournament sir," Robert said, taking a seat without being asked. The rest of his teammates followed.
"Well then, Kohaku? I need to ask you something in favour of your father?" Mr. Dickinson said, looking at the tomboy's eyes.
"Papa? What about Dad?" she said, stopping dead in her tracks, as she was going to head back up the stairs from which she had come from.
"He wished last for you to take out your old Beyblade and battle in the tournament in his honor," Mr. Dickinson said, taking a clothed package out of his pocket, handing it to the young girl. She took it as the other boys crowded around the small present, all of them staring, even Kai glanced at the small crowd.
"What is it?" Tyson goggled, jumping up and down to try and get a look at the cloth. As Kohaku unwrapped the cloth, a red and purple blade fell down and into her hand. Jagged edges traveled around the diameter or the blade, and she had to be careful not to cut herself. It felt heavy in her hands, and the bit beast was a navy blue eagle. Six white wings made her look beautiful, but fearsome in the same way. Its eyes were pitch black and light blue outlines went around the eye-lid for an even more fearful look.
::Welcome back Eagolcue:: Kohaku said to the elegant spirit.
::It's good to be back, Kohaku:: came the beautiful creature's reply.
"Why don't you go up to bed, Koko, you arrived here this morning and you looked a little flushed," Mr. Dickinson said to his granddaughter, after she had went up the stairs, he began to talk to the 9 other boys in the room, "Now boys, Kohaku was once a beyblader like yourselves. But a sudden change in her life has forced all knowledge of beyblading out of her head. I would like you to teach her what she knew, and maybe some other things she hadn't known about."
The boys stared, "Sure! No problem!" Tyson cheered, Max agreed.
"I'd be happy to," Enrique said happily.
"Who said she'd even want YOU to train her up," Johnny said teasingly.
"What, you developing a crush already Johnny?" Ray said sarcastically. Almost everyone laughed as Johnny flushed pink.
~*~*~*~
Well, what did you guys think? Right now, I'd like to give you some pronounciation stats.
Eagolcue (Ee-Gol-Coo)
Kohaku (Ko-Hak-Oo)
Koko (Coa-Coa)
And, that's pretty much it, any questions; e-mail me, because I don't bite. often.. Just joking everyone! ^^U
=(-^_^-)= Phat Katt
This one will be SO much more better then my last two attempts, so, everyone, wish me luck! ^^
Disclaimer: Well, I obviously don't own it, so why does everyone bother asking?!
"Regular speech"
::Speech between Bit Beast's and Owners::
*Personal Thoughts*
~*~Time Change~*~
*~*Setting Change*~*
^POV Change^
Okay, now, on with the fic! ^^
~*~*~*~*~
"So, WHY are we going to Mr. Dickinson's house again?" Tyson complain for the third time. The others groaned as they took another turn onto a new street.
"He wanted to talk to us about an upcoming competition, even though I won't be participating," Kenny said and he hugged his black laptop close to his chest, trying to keep up with the rest. Kai grunted.
"I sure hope we get to discuss it over dinner or something, I'm starving!!" Tyson said, using his hand to cover up a sweatdrop. The others tried their best to ignore the glutton that was embarrassingly part of their team, the BladeBreakers. Max looked up ahead, "His house number is 407, right?"
"No," Ray said, stopping suddenly and looking to his right, "It's 400, which is right here," he walked up the driveway, sure that he knew where he was going. As the rest of the team, followed him cautiously, Ray rang the doorbell, but Mr. Dickinson wasn't the one who answered their call.
A young girl about the age of them answered the door staring at the group strangely. She wore a navy blue, long and baggy t-shirt with the Pillsbury Dough Boy on it, with odd-looking letters at the top that read altogether, 'Poke Me and Die.' She also wore long Khaki pants that had army prints on them, and had a Black/Blue baseball cap on backwards that covered up scraggly, bright red hair filled with blonde highlights. She simply said, 'Hello' and they suddenly thought they had the wrong house, until she continued. "You must be here to see Grandpa, I'll get him. Please, come in and wait." She turned around and walked back into the air-conditioned house, a jingle of bells attached to her ankles. "What just happened there?!" Max asked, stepping onto the hardwood floors. They looked at the green walls surrounding the hallways, and were about to explore further from where they were, when Mr. Dickinson and the redhead came back into the front hallway.
"Hello boys!" Mr. Dickinson said cheerfully, signaling for them to take off their shoes. "Please, come in! My granddaughter will show you the way into the living room, you can help yourself to the rolls I've put there for you."
"Oh, goodie," The girl said sarcastically walking into an open room. The five other boys followed, looking at the pictures and certificates aligning the room. She sat down on a black leather couch the clashed well with the red living room. As she reached for the remote in front of her, she realized that the five newcomers hadn't taken a seat, "Oh, c'mon, don't act as if you've never seen a couch before!! Sit down already!!" Tyson was the first to sit down, after he had gotten as may rolls as he could. The rest sat down on random couches, but Kai stood at the wall in his regular position. As the young girl flicked on the T.V, she pressed a few buttons and got onto the movie channel, so they began to watch the rest of a movie that had stared some couple of hours ago. *I wonder where they came from and what they're doing here, and why gramps wants me to meet them so badly* she thought to herself as the credits flicked across the screen slowly.
As Mr. Dickinson came back in, the redhead shut off the T.V. and crossed her legs onto the couch, making room for her grandfather to have a seat beside her. "As you boys know, there is going to be a beyblading competition in which I would like you to participate in, but, there won't be any teams. You'll be battling one on one, and have the chance to win over 500,000 dollars because of the number of contestants."
That got the Tyson's attention, "Half a million dollars?! Do you know how much food you could buy with that?!?!"
Kai looked sternly at the black/blue haired boy, "Tyson, if all your going to think about is food, then I suggest you enter an eating competition instead of a Beyblade competition."
"Relax Kai!" I was just kidding around, you know that-"
But Kenny interrupted, "I agree some-what with Kai, this stuff should be taken seriously Tyson!!"
"Ah, don't worry about me guys, you know that beyblading is my life!" Tyson said with an overly cheerful smile.
"Yeah," Max continued, "After eating.." Ray laughed.
The young girl looked confusedly at the boys and walked out of the living room, the chime of anklets still following her around. Ray looked from Mr. Dickinson to where the redhead had exited, "What just happened?" he asked confusedly.
"Oh, don't worry about her Ray, Kohaku just moved in from another part of the country, and hasn't made many friends yet."
Kai looked up, "What was her name?" The others stared.
Mr. Dickinson stared blankly, "Uh, Kohaku, why do you ask?"
Kai ignored the question partly, "Nothing, I just thought I had heard the name before,"
The doorbell rang but Mr. Dickinson didn't feel to get up and answer it, "Koko? Would you mind getting that?"
"Ya, whatever," came the reply from up a nearby staircase. The redhead bounded down the steps, opened the door and greeted the people regularly. She invited the guests in, and when they entered the living room, they saw that it was none other then the Majestics, or at least they would be the Majestics until the tournament had officially started.
"Hey Mr. Dickinson!" Said Oliver, pulling off his blue hat and placing it in his other hand.
"Yeah, whats up?" Johnny asked, sticking both his hands in his pockets.
"Well, because your manager has gone out on a hospital trip, he asked me to fill you in on the upcoming competition," Mr. Dickinson said.
"We already know about the tournament sir," Robert said, taking a seat without being asked. The rest of his teammates followed.
"Well then, Kohaku? I need to ask you something in favour of your father?" Mr. Dickinson said, looking at the tomboy's eyes.
"Papa? What about Dad?" she said, stopping dead in her tracks, as she was going to head back up the stairs from which she had come from.
"He wished last for you to take out your old Beyblade and battle in the tournament in his honor," Mr. Dickinson said, taking a clothed package out of his pocket, handing it to the young girl. She took it as the other boys crowded around the small present, all of them staring, even Kai glanced at the small crowd.
"What is it?" Tyson goggled, jumping up and down to try and get a look at the cloth. As Kohaku unwrapped the cloth, a red and purple blade fell down and into her hand. Jagged edges traveled around the diameter or the blade, and she had to be careful not to cut herself. It felt heavy in her hands, and the bit beast was a navy blue eagle. Six white wings made her look beautiful, but fearsome in the same way. Its eyes were pitch black and light blue outlines went around the eye-lid for an even more fearful look.
::Welcome back Eagolcue:: Kohaku said to the elegant spirit.
::It's good to be back, Kohaku:: came the beautiful creature's reply.
"Why don't you go up to bed, Koko, you arrived here this morning and you looked a little flushed," Mr. Dickinson said to his granddaughter, after she had went up the stairs, he began to talk to the 9 other boys in the room, "Now boys, Kohaku was once a beyblader like yourselves. But a sudden change in her life has forced all knowledge of beyblading out of her head. I would like you to teach her what she knew, and maybe some other things she hadn't known about."
The boys stared, "Sure! No problem!" Tyson cheered, Max agreed.
"I'd be happy to," Enrique said happily.
"Who said she'd even want YOU to train her up," Johnny said teasingly.
"What, you developing a crush already Johnny?" Ray said sarcastically. Almost everyone laughed as Johnny flushed pink.
~*~*~*~
Well, what did you guys think? Right now, I'd like to give you some pronounciation stats.
Eagolcue (Ee-Gol-Coo)
Kohaku (Ko-Hak-Oo)
Koko (Coa-Coa)
And, that's pretty much it, any questions; e-mail me, because I don't bite. often.. Just joking everyone! ^^U
=(-^_^-)= Phat Katt