Hi everyone! Chibi Linky here! Gomen-nasai, I haven't had much chance to
update because of all of my exams and Prelims. And to make matters worse
I've done two different pantomimes. One was called Panto Idol, in which I
was the Evil Queen and so on and the other one was Cinderella which we did
on 11th, 12th, and twice on the 13th! So I hope you can forgive me. Well
can you? I'd like to thank all my reviewers you all rock! And I'd like to
wish you all a Merry Xmas and a very happy New Year.
Kai: Yeah like you even mean that. You antisocial little . . .
Chibi Linky: I see someone's in the Xmas spirit!
Wyatt: And you suck at acting the only reason people came to see you in Panto Idol was because you were wearing a dress. *Bursts out laughing*
Kai: Yeah and besides in Cinderella you didn't even look like a builder you looked like Pinocchio in an orange hat.
Chibi Linky: You're all so mean. *sob* I'm going to kill you two off in later chapters.
Kai & Wyatt: NOOO! Don't do that! We'll be good honest we- *gets hit over the head by Joseph and Ozuma by a giant Xmas Pudding*
Ozuma: *shrugs* We decided to be seasonal!
Joseph: Merry Xmas! Chibi Linky doesn't own any of the Beyblade V-Force cast she only owns: Mara Balcov, Yuriko and JJ Kon and Suzuka Li and their bit-beasts enjoy.
Tyson: Xmas bah humbug! *gets squished by a giant Xmas pudding which just randomly falls out of the sky*
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Chapter Five: From the other side of the Granger family with Anything but Love
A girl with long blue hair and big chocolate brown eyes sat cross- legged opposite of Mr Granger otherwise known as: Tyson's grandfather. She was holding a cup of green tea; and wearing one of Grandpa's white dojo suits. Mr Granger sat in his blue-grey outfit with his green tea in hand and his trusty kendo stick by his side, the girl raised her eyes to look at the clock hung up in the Dojo training room, Tyson was due home any minute.
"So lil' dudette, what did you say brought ya all the way to your old G dad's shrine again?" asked Mr Granger,
"Well gramps the reason why I'm here is to claim Dragoon, the blue dragon rightfully belongs to me G dad," the girl spoke with a style almost identical to her grandfather's,
"Well Suzie, I don't think that's gonna go down well with your cuz, but hey go with your heart lil dudette, nothing's stoppin' ya," Mr Granger said taking a sip of his Green Tea,
"But gramps! That sword along with the spirit of Dragoon belonged to my great ancestor Suzuka Li and that's who I was named after . . .the sword and Dragoon rightfully belong to yours truly dude," said Suzuka pointing to herself,
"Sure you can have the sword Suzie, but Dragoon belongs to your cuz, Tyson- say don't you already have a bit-beast anyways?" asked Mr Granger, Suzuka nodded,
"Draconian the forbidden dragon of ice and snow, the bit-beast that Tyson should have, and I should have the almighty water Dragon Dragoon!" Suzuka protested unsheathing her Wakizashi from her obi, Mr Granger's eyes lit up,
"Whoa! Lil dudette! Where'd you get the butter knife?" asked Mr Granger his hand was reaching slowly out for his kendo stick, however Suzuka sat staring at her short sword,
"This is the Granger family sword but it's been in the Li family for so long that my family has learnt to use it like the masters! How is Tyson with the Granger family sword?" asked Suzuka as she ran her fingers across the silvery blade,
"Uh well . . .you see . . ." Mr Granger's eyes travelled across the room and rested on the old corroded sword,
"Yeah gramps?" asked Suzuka,
"Well, we don't use the sword for fighting purposes, that's the Katana of Dragoon over there," said Mr Granger pointing to the family Heir Loom, Suzuka's eyes widened she could feel tears building up behind her chocolate stained eyes she stretched out her hands to touch the sword but stopped short of the blade,
"What . . . why? Why Gramps? You knew that sword was to be passed down to me! Why didn't you keep it in good condition? Like I did Tyson's sword," Suzuka said faintly, her voice was quivering,
"Aw I'm sorry Suzie, but no-one uses swords like that one anymore! Don't take it too hard lil dudette!" said Mr Granger,
"Don't . . .don't take it too hard?! That sword was supposed to be mine! But you just let it rot instead of looking after it! Not only that but you gave the spirit of Dragoon to my annoying brat of a cousin instead of me?! Things like this just aren't supposed to happen . . ." Suzuka cried, tears streaming down her cheeks,
"Whoa take it easy Suzie! It was no mistake that Tyson got that bit-beast! He uses it like a pro he IS a pro and-" Mr Granger was interrupted by his name,
"GRANDPA! GRANDPA! I'M STARVING WHERE ARE YOU?! GRANDPA!" Tyson's voice resounded throughout the small shrine,
"Speak of the devil and here comes Tyson!" laughed Mr Granger,
"The devil would be correct," muttered Suzuka, Tyson walked in through the door he stopped dead when he saw Suzuka, he looked at himself and then her,
"No! What is she doing here?" he whined pointing at Suzuka, Suzuka stood up,
"Now, now Tyson don't be nasty to your cousin!" said Mr Granger,
"Dragoon is mine, hand it over." Suzuka said holding out her hand,
"NO WAY! You think I'd hand my precious Dragoon over to some mad ass hell bitch like you?!" Tyson exclaimed,
"TYSON! What have I told you about swearing like that? Say sorry to your cousin right NOW!" bawled Mr Granger angrily,
"No way man! That thing doesn't deserve my apology! She's a menace! She looks like me, she talks like me, she walks and eats like me heck, she even sleeps like me . . .but I've always been the more handsome one," said Tyson proudly,
"Yeah right! You pig I don't eat like you that's humanly impossible! Now hand over Dragoon before I have to check if you have a brain or not with my Wakizashi!" Suzuka said brandishing her Wakizashi, Tyson swallowed what little pride he had left and looked at his Grandpa desperately, his Grandpa threw his Kendo stick to the side and got into front stance, Tyson copied his grandpa but failed as soon as Suzuka tripped him up, got him into an arm lock and held her Wakizashi painfully close to his neck,
"Hand it over, or pay with your life," growled Suzuka, Tyson slowly managed to raise his hand up and knocked the Wakizashi from her hand he picked it up from the floor and laughed,
"Who's got the upper hand now Suzie?" sniggered Tyson, Suzuka then got into tiger stance,
"You've forgotten I trained with Shaolin Monks, didn't you?" grinned Suzuka,
"Now you're a crazy, mad ass, psychopathic, cactus, Shaolin hell bitch, go get a life!! Dragoon is mine not yours and I'll never hand him over, never! You hear me? NEVER!!" yelled Tyson lunging forward and driving the Wakizashi into her left arm until it stuck out the other side, blood painting the silver blade crimson. The blood spurted from her upper arm and splattered against Tyson's tanned cheeks, he quickly recoiled letting go of the hilt with a gasp.
"Suzuka I . . ."
Suzuka's eyes widened as she sank to her knees still suffering from the shock of the sudden blow, she takes her hand and touches the wound blood staining her hands, the blood turning the white dojo clothes a painful crimson. She winced through her teeth letting out a low hissing sound. Her breathing became rapid as the blood began to drip onto the floor and pooled around her knees.
Tyson and his Grandfather watched in awe and surprise, Tyson was shocked that he could ever do such a thing. He knew Suzuka was a bitch but he never thought she would make him so mad that he stabbed her. His chocolate brown eyes locked with hers. He could see her glare wither and die into and tragic, painful desperate plea for help. A thud was heard and Tyson turned around to see his grandfather had fainted.
Suzuka shook her head and got to her feet, he could see her wince as she attempted not to move her arm. She let out a long sigh and rested her hand on the end of the sword. Her grip tightened around the hilt as a spiteful glare found it's way into her eyes being aimed directly at Tyson.
The sound of scraping metal and a scream was heard as Suzuka pulled the blade from her arm as quickly as she could, gasping from the pain eyes wide open, her dark pupils the size of pin butts and her mouth sagging open like a demented goldfish.
Suzuka tried to cover up her scream by looking tough; she glared at Tyson and tried to flex the muscles in her arm. She tensed as the pain surged through her like an electric shock. Another scream.
"Kutabare kusotare! Bachiatari kodomo!" Suzuka swore before running off and grabbing Tyson's backpack on the way out,
"MY BEYBLADE! Hey that's mine! Get back here damn hell bitch!" Tyson yelled as he tried to catch up, he was still in shock from what she'd just done there so he stopped and picked up the phone and punched in Ray's mobile number,
"Hello Ray? Dragoon's just been stolen by my psycho hell bitch cousin!"
Kai: Yeah like you even mean that. You antisocial little . . .
Chibi Linky: I see someone's in the Xmas spirit!
Wyatt: And you suck at acting the only reason people came to see you in Panto Idol was because you were wearing a dress. *Bursts out laughing*
Kai: Yeah and besides in Cinderella you didn't even look like a builder you looked like Pinocchio in an orange hat.
Chibi Linky: You're all so mean. *sob* I'm going to kill you two off in later chapters.
Kai & Wyatt: NOOO! Don't do that! We'll be good honest we- *gets hit over the head by Joseph and Ozuma by a giant Xmas Pudding*
Ozuma: *shrugs* We decided to be seasonal!
Joseph: Merry Xmas! Chibi Linky doesn't own any of the Beyblade V-Force cast she only owns: Mara Balcov, Yuriko and JJ Kon and Suzuka Li and their bit-beasts enjoy.
Tyson: Xmas bah humbug! *gets squished by a giant Xmas pudding which just randomly falls out of the sky*
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Chapter Five: From the other side of the Granger family with Anything but Love
A girl with long blue hair and big chocolate brown eyes sat cross- legged opposite of Mr Granger otherwise known as: Tyson's grandfather. She was holding a cup of green tea; and wearing one of Grandpa's white dojo suits. Mr Granger sat in his blue-grey outfit with his green tea in hand and his trusty kendo stick by his side, the girl raised her eyes to look at the clock hung up in the Dojo training room, Tyson was due home any minute.
"So lil' dudette, what did you say brought ya all the way to your old G dad's shrine again?" asked Mr Granger,
"Well gramps the reason why I'm here is to claim Dragoon, the blue dragon rightfully belongs to me G dad," the girl spoke with a style almost identical to her grandfather's,
"Well Suzie, I don't think that's gonna go down well with your cuz, but hey go with your heart lil dudette, nothing's stoppin' ya," Mr Granger said taking a sip of his Green Tea,
"But gramps! That sword along with the spirit of Dragoon belonged to my great ancestor Suzuka Li and that's who I was named after . . .the sword and Dragoon rightfully belong to yours truly dude," said Suzuka pointing to herself,
"Sure you can have the sword Suzie, but Dragoon belongs to your cuz, Tyson- say don't you already have a bit-beast anyways?" asked Mr Granger, Suzuka nodded,
"Draconian the forbidden dragon of ice and snow, the bit-beast that Tyson should have, and I should have the almighty water Dragon Dragoon!" Suzuka protested unsheathing her Wakizashi from her obi, Mr Granger's eyes lit up,
"Whoa! Lil dudette! Where'd you get the butter knife?" asked Mr Granger his hand was reaching slowly out for his kendo stick, however Suzuka sat staring at her short sword,
"This is the Granger family sword but it's been in the Li family for so long that my family has learnt to use it like the masters! How is Tyson with the Granger family sword?" asked Suzuka as she ran her fingers across the silvery blade,
"Uh well . . .you see . . ." Mr Granger's eyes travelled across the room and rested on the old corroded sword,
"Yeah gramps?" asked Suzuka,
"Well, we don't use the sword for fighting purposes, that's the Katana of Dragoon over there," said Mr Granger pointing to the family Heir Loom, Suzuka's eyes widened she could feel tears building up behind her chocolate stained eyes she stretched out her hands to touch the sword but stopped short of the blade,
"What . . . why? Why Gramps? You knew that sword was to be passed down to me! Why didn't you keep it in good condition? Like I did Tyson's sword," Suzuka said faintly, her voice was quivering,
"Aw I'm sorry Suzie, but no-one uses swords like that one anymore! Don't take it too hard lil dudette!" said Mr Granger,
"Don't . . .don't take it too hard?! That sword was supposed to be mine! But you just let it rot instead of looking after it! Not only that but you gave the spirit of Dragoon to my annoying brat of a cousin instead of me?! Things like this just aren't supposed to happen . . ." Suzuka cried, tears streaming down her cheeks,
"Whoa take it easy Suzie! It was no mistake that Tyson got that bit-beast! He uses it like a pro he IS a pro and-" Mr Granger was interrupted by his name,
"GRANDPA! GRANDPA! I'M STARVING WHERE ARE YOU?! GRANDPA!" Tyson's voice resounded throughout the small shrine,
"Speak of the devil and here comes Tyson!" laughed Mr Granger,
"The devil would be correct," muttered Suzuka, Tyson walked in through the door he stopped dead when he saw Suzuka, he looked at himself and then her,
"No! What is she doing here?" he whined pointing at Suzuka, Suzuka stood up,
"Now, now Tyson don't be nasty to your cousin!" said Mr Granger,
"Dragoon is mine, hand it over." Suzuka said holding out her hand,
"NO WAY! You think I'd hand my precious Dragoon over to some mad ass hell bitch like you?!" Tyson exclaimed,
"TYSON! What have I told you about swearing like that? Say sorry to your cousin right NOW!" bawled Mr Granger angrily,
"No way man! That thing doesn't deserve my apology! She's a menace! She looks like me, she talks like me, she walks and eats like me heck, she even sleeps like me . . .but I've always been the more handsome one," said Tyson proudly,
"Yeah right! You pig I don't eat like you that's humanly impossible! Now hand over Dragoon before I have to check if you have a brain or not with my Wakizashi!" Suzuka said brandishing her Wakizashi, Tyson swallowed what little pride he had left and looked at his Grandpa desperately, his Grandpa threw his Kendo stick to the side and got into front stance, Tyson copied his grandpa but failed as soon as Suzuka tripped him up, got him into an arm lock and held her Wakizashi painfully close to his neck,
"Hand it over, or pay with your life," growled Suzuka, Tyson slowly managed to raise his hand up and knocked the Wakizashi from her hand he picked it up from the floor and laughed,
"Who's got the upper hand now Suzie?" sniggered Tyson, Suzuka then got into tiger stance,
"You've forgotten I trained with Shaolin Monks, didn't you?" grinned Suzuka,
"Now you're a crazy, mad ass, psychopathic, cactus, Shaolin hell bitch, go get a life!! Dragoon is mine not yours and I'll never hand him over, never! You hear me? NEVER!!" yelled Tyson lunging forward and driving the Wakizashi into her left arm until it stuck out the other side, blood painting the silver blade crimson. The blood spurted from her upper arm and splattered against Tyson's tanned cheeks, he quickly recoiled letting go of the hilt with a gasp.
"Suzuka I . . ."
Suzuka's eyes widened as she sank to her knees still suffering from the shock of the sudden blow, she takes her hand and touches the wound blood staining her hands, the blood turning the white dojo clothes a painful crimson. She winced through her teeth letting out a low hissing sound. Her breathing became rapid as the blood began to drip onto the floor and pooled around her knees.
Tyson and his Grandfather watched in awe and surprise, Tyson was shocked that he could ever do such a thing. He knew Suzuka was a bitch but he never thought she would make him so mad that he stabbed her. His chocolate brown eyes locked with hers. He could see her glare wither and die into and tragic, painful desperate plea for help. A thud was heard and Tyson turned around to see his grandfather had fainted.
Suzuka shook her head and got to her feet, he could see her wince as she attempted not to move her arm. She let out a long sigh and rested her hand on the end of the sword. Her grip tightened around the hilt as a spiteful glare found it's way into her eyes being aimed directly at Tyson.
The sound of scraping metal and a scream was heard as Suzuka pulled the blade from her arm as quickly as she could, gasping from the pain eyes wide open, her dark pupils the size of pin butts and her mouth sagging open like a demented goldfish.
Suzuka tried to cover up her scream by looking tough; she glared at Tyson and tried to flex the muscles in her arm. She tensed as the pain surged through her like an electric shock. Another scream.
"Kutabare kusotare! Bachiatari kodomo!" Suzuka swore before running off and grabbing Tyson's backpack on the way out,
"MY BEYBLADE! Hey that's mine! Get back here damn hell bitch!" Tyson yelled as he tried to catch up, he was still in shock from what she'd just done there so he stopped and picked up the phone and punched in Ray's mobile number,
"Hello Ray? Dragoon's just been stolen by my psycho hell bitch cousin!"