Chapter.7
I Can't Love You/Bust-A-Groove
Lance had his memory back, the magnet bros. were gone, and Neo had taken Drake to a special dimension were he could develop more skills. So it was funny that Lance and Christine were left alone. They had the place to themselves...
They sat together in the den at a small coffee table, at opposite ends. Christine and Lance both loved silence, but this silence was tearing them apart. "So...Lance...what do you want to talk about?" Christine finally managed to say. "Is there anything to talk about?" Lance asked taking a drink from his cup of spiked coffee. "Well, I don't know. I was just trying to make conversation." She stared at Lance in the stillness of the empty room and thought. "Lance seems out of it. He seems to be preoccupied, I wonder what he's thinking about."
After about half an hour Lance finally spoke. "Christine?" He started. "Yes?"
"How long have I known you?" Christine took awhile to think. "About one hundred years, nine months, and 27 days. "She replied. "Heh heh heh, that long huh? Well after that long I need to tell you something." Lance said with an expressionless look on his face. "It's been in me to long and I need to tell you something." Christine acted as if she didn't know what he was talking about, but she knew that he was finally going to speak his feelings for her. "Christine..." "Yes?"
"I'm...sorry, I can't love you."
She sat for one moment in shock. "W-why...not? I thought..." "I'm sorry this is a lost cause, you don't need me and I don't need you." Christine stood up and ran to her room locking the door behind her. She threw herself on the bed and cried her heart out. "No, Lance you're wrong...I...I need you."
Lance rose from his seat and whispered, "I've pledged my love and heart to another. Better you know now from me than, by fates dealings." He walked out the house and sat by a tree where he though about "the other love". Lance did receive his memories back, but too much back. Through the spell he remembered a promise he made when he was just 4. An innocent time when he wielded more important then a blood stained sword, and high reputation, his future.
A couple hundred years ago
Lance walked up to the crying girl. "What's wrong?" he asked. The girl looked up and wiped her tears. "What's wrong?" Lance asked again. "I don't know." The girl replied. "Something has to be wrong, you're crying. Where are your parents?" "I don't have any," she answered.
"What happened?"
"They left me here."
"Why?"
"Guess they don't...don't love me." The little girl started crying again and Lance tried desperately to calm her down. "Don't be sad." He attempted. "What if I love you?" The girl looked up at him staring. "You would love me?" she asked. "Yup" he answered smiling," I'll do that for you." The little girl jumped up & down with joy. "You will?!" "Uh-huh and we'll get married and live happily ever after too!" "Thank you!" The little girl whispered hugging Lance and kissing him on the cheek.
Present times
"It was long ago and it was a stupid childhood promise, but I must keep my word," Lance looked up to the sky so clear and blue. "I do love you Christine, but a promise is a promise. Regardless of where, when, or why it still carries the same weight as before. And I will keep my promise to that girl." The only problem that stood before Lance was that he couldn't remember the name of the girl he made to promise to. (Sound familiar anyone *Wink*) Lance, heavy-heartedly, reached into the pouch attached to his belt and pulled out a canteen of Russian Vodka (it's 180 proof that's 90% alcohol, yum). Doing what he normally did when he hurt someone, he started drinking. Drinking didn't heal his emotional pain, but it did make it harder to concentrate on it.
Christine was taking it nearly as well. She did love Lance, but now that she knew Lance didn't love her in return she was heart broken. This was her first time feeling this way. Christine had always been the one to turn others away since she wasn't looking for a relationship. But now that she couldn't have the one she wanted it was devastating. "I wish Lance had never regained his memories," Christine whispered to herself wiping the tears from her eyes. Cursing herself for her feelings for Lance, Christine cried herself to sleep.
Lance stumbled drunkenly to the house and entered the house. At this time Lance's body was feeling the effects for the booze, not his mind. His body made its way to Christine's room, while his mind shouted turn around! Entering the room he found Christine asleep. He placed his hands over her head, and Lance, drunkenly, began to cast a spell. "Good-bye my dear though I love you so, the memories that scar you will not know, these thing will hurt only while dream, but once you have awoke you will not recall a thing," Lance finished and exited passing out in the couch.
Christine's memories consciously were gone, but in her sleep she cried for she lived those fateful moments of sorrow over and over again.
The Next Day
A new day brings new possibilities especially when you're Drake and you've learned a bunch of new trick! Drake ran around Neo's place, moronically, shouting that he learned some new stuff. "Ya!!! Hey Lance guess what I can do!" Drake shouted with a ridiculously loud grin on his face. Lance covered his ears yelling at Drake to shut-up. Lance was still a little hung-over and loud noises weren't his friends, neither were idiotic magicians running around in stupid purple hats. "Dear God Drake shut the fuck up!" Lance growled holding his head. Why don't you go and host some after school children's special? I'm sure there's a large purple dinosaur somewhere they've been meaning to replace.
"But you'd miss me if I left," Drake smiled stupidly.
"Like Hell I would," Lance growled again.
"You would miss me!"
"No, I wouldn't"
"Yes"
"No"
"Yess"
"Noo
"Noo?"
"No, Noo like a longer 'No'"
"Oh..................Yes"
"LIKE HELL YOU RETARDED DRESS WEARING, SQUIRELL CHASEING, PEANUT EATING,VOMIT INDUCING, WOMAN SCARING, MAN LOVING, SOCK PUPPET FEARING, ASS LICKING, BOOZE STEALING, MORON, MUTTIN HEADED HALF-BROTHER TO A WEASLE, PORCUPINE, DUMB ASS WITH THE INTELLEGENCE OF MAYONAISSE, SORRY EXCUSE FOR A MAGE!!!"
Christine stood next to Neo in the kitchen preparing Lunch. She laughed as Lance attempted strangle Drake with a candlestick. "Heh heh heh," Christine smiled, "I wonder if Lance has ever heard the saying 'you always hurt the ones you love'. What'd you think?"
"Well," Neo said chopping the carrots, "If 'You hurt the ones that you love then Lance must have an uncontrollable infatuation with Drake."
"But he isn't...is he?" Christine asked with a concerned tone.
"No, he's the last person who would be," Neo said sternly. Drake ran into the kitchen and Lance after him. They chased each other around the table, Neo paid they no attention, but Christine was getting distracted. "Both of you stop before someone gets Ouch!" Christine slipped cutting her finger. Drake paused in his tracks fainting at the sight of Christine bleeding. Neo got up and dragged him out of the kitchen and Lance tended to Christine's injury. "Christine?" Lance started.
"Yes?"
"Christine, how'd you cut the hand that was using the knife?"
"Oh shut-up," Christine growled snatching a rag, wrapping it around her finger. "Damn girl, get all snappy!" Lance replied sarcastically. "Bye the way," Lance said unwrapping the rag from Christine's finger. "Neo told me that our next destination in a maze in this vast field. To get to the floating castle we need to find a way through it." Lance took the rag wet in and started to clean Christine's cut. "Thanks Lance," Christine smiled. Lance finished cleaning and rewrapping the cut just as Neo entered the room.
"Sorry to break this codiac moment, but we need to get going." Drake or rather Drake's clothes followed Neo, floating, but keeping the shape of his body. "I'm inviniceeilblé can you see me?" "Oh my, where could Drake be?" Christine played alone. "Gee, I wonder where he could be," Lance said, retardedly, walking up to Drake. "I just hope he isn't right HERE!!!! Lance as hard as he could raised his knee connecting it on Drake's nuts. Drake fell silent to the ground hands cupped over his balls. "That's for the memories, I'll be waiting outside." Lance exited the kitchen, grabbed his sword from his room and made his way outside where Neo was waiting.
"You know, regardless of how stupid Drake is, or how clueless he is you gotta remember. Drake still is a man and getting kneed in the balls hurts no matter how mature or not you are at heart," Neo lectured.
"You know, Neo no matter how much you talk, I only hear 'blah blah blah, blah. Blah blah blah blah blah," Lance countered.
"Yeah I know I just feel I to it's part of bein' a good friend, cause ya see--"
"Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah bla--" Neo quickly kneed Lance on the groin, in the same fashion as Lance did Drake. Neo started to walk back into the house, "I would've got ya harder, but then you and Christine's kids might turn out wrong." Lance stood calmly then dropped like a sack of potatoes. "Our k-kids?!" Lance thought.
An hour later everyone was ready to go and they made their way to...
"Welcome to the Labyrinth of Nightmares, no admission to those under 10," Drake read now fully visible.
"Ya know Drake for a magician you have the amazing ability to pull out horse shit," Lance commented. Drake simply stuck his tongue at Lance entered the maze. "3.....2.....1....time," Neo thought out loud. A thunderous roar exploded from the walls of the labyrinth and Drake came running out, like a three-year-old that just spotted a spider in the bathroom. Following Drake was a gigantic three-section monster. It grabbed Drake by his feet and held high in the air as he looked down on Lance, Christine, and Neo.
"Who..." said Sanga
"...Goes..." began Kazejin
"...There?" finished Suijin.
"Oh crap not..." Lance groaned
"...Another of..." Christine sighed
"...Of these guys." Neo shrugged. Yup you guessed it another trio that fights together and finishes each others sentences. (Sorry I couldn't help myself).
"You..."
"...Dare..."
"...Mock us?!"
They growled one after the other. "Um...Yes?" Drake said, smiling nervously. All three pieces of the Gate (not gay) Guardian gave Drake a dirty I'm gonna drop you on yer hear look so they did. "If you wish to pass this chamber, you must agree to face the danger. And if you don't like the way we rhyme, then...we'll stop," they spoke and smiled in unison. "So if you want to get in then you must either beat us in battle or..."
"Or!" Lance interrupted.
"I pick or!" Christine said raising her hand.
"Sure why not, or," Neo said shrugging his shoulders.
"I'll have the linguini with clams, and cheese, and ham, and...*SHMACK!* Drake shook his head and backed, back into the group. "Or what?" the mage questioned.
"You must defeat us in a dancing contest, you pick the style anything except square dancing, square dancing's evil! I mean a guy shouting commands at you telling you what to do, and people shouldn't be able to talk that fast," the Gate Guardian shuttered. Giant anime style sweat drops dripped down everyone's heads, except Drake who had had a thought bubble hovering over him with the Dark Magician girl inside. Neo sighed signaling everyone to form a huddle. "So who here knows how to dance here?" Neo asked. Lance shook his head,
"Nope only when I'm really drunk, and I still don't think that dance isn't necessarily PG-13," Lance put in. Christine smiled and raised her hand, "I can do this I'm a real good dancer!"
"Great," Lance agreed, "Now all we're missing is a pole."
"JACKASS!" Christine shouted slapping Lance across his face. Neo shrugged his shoulders and sighed, "Well I sure as Hell can't dance I can barely play DDR, I got no rhythm."
"You can't play DDR shit man you must be getting old! Is that a gray hair?" Lance remarked. "Up yours! I wasn't the one hitting on Gaia at the bar afew days ago!" Neo growled. The Gate Guardian began to tap his foot,
"What's the hold..."
"...Up, you've got..."
"...Three minutes!"
"I'll dance!" Lance, Christine, and Neo all turned their heads in shock to see Drake not in his sorcerer's robe, he was black and purple sweat suit, black timberlands, all purple shades, three big golden clock medallions, and a white/purple swirl bucket hat. Everyone's jaws dropped as Drake walked up to the giant. "Heyas how's it...Dark Magic Attack! The attack bounced off the Gate Guardian and melted one of Drake clock medallions. "No my medallions!" Drake's eye filled with fire as from no where a piece of cardboard appeared in from of him.
"You're ass is mine," Drake immediately jumped onto the cardboard and into a Y-axis. Turning into a backspin, with a jolt he pushed himself upward into a head spin, he spun for was seemed like hours, and you could tell he was getting dizzy. As his face started to turn green working his way down to a back slide again he kicked his feet and went into his signature windmill. In his windmill Drake starts to hover over the ground. He began to slow and landed back on his feet striking a disco pose. one hand pointed skyward with his middle finger extended.
"You messed up the ending again," Neo sighed. Lance and Christine just looked at each other speechless. Drake smiled and crossed his arms giving the Gate Guardian that I'm a bad ass look. The Gate Guardian took to the cardboard and began with a Y-axis like Drake, but then went instantly to the head spin. His version of the head spin was him spinning on his head and his torso spinning the other way, with his feet doing a windmill on top. They all picked up speed all of a sudden stopped each piece facing forward.
Everyone remained silent and were astonished at what they saw, except Drake who had a thought bubble with the Dark Magician girl inside stripping very slowly. "It's a tie!" the Gate Guardian smiled. "You were lucky this time now we get serious!!!"
To be Continued...
Next time on Of Elves and Magicians,
Looks like Drake's beat from his dancing and someone needs to fill his place. Christine takes the challenge, but is she prepared to go head to head with the Gate Guardian at....DDR? Christine: Hey why do I have to take his place?! Drake: Cause I'm tired! Christine: I don't wanna take his place! Drake: Is it cause I'm black?" *SHMACK!!!* Next time on Of Elves and Magicians! "Can I Dance Too?"
New Song!!!
(This song is property of Konami blah,blah,blah)
Still in my Heart
Still, still in my heart
Here in my heart
Oh~! Still in my heart
Deep in my heart
Why? Why did you have to go away
Always hard to stay
Kiss before going over, over you
Tell me, was this really true romance
Or just a fantasy?
I can't believe what we've been through
You're hanging out with someone new
Still, you're in my heart
Baby, in my heart
Always in my heart
You'll never leave my heart
Still, still you're in my heart
Deep down in my heart
Fill me with ecstasy
Oh~! (Exactly, in my heart)
Oh, baby!
No, baby!
Can't let you go.
Or was it just a fantasy
Of what I thought could be reality?
Oh baby, can't you just see
That I can't go on
Never without you?
Still, still you're in my heart
Never leave my heart
Now and forever more
Still, still you're in my heart
Always in my heart
When will I ever break free?
I Can't Love You/Bust-A-Groove
Lance had his memory back, the magnet bros. were gone, and Neo had taken Drake to a special dimension were he could develop more skills. So it was funny that Lance and Christine were left alone. They had the place to themselves...
They sat together in the den at a small coffee table, at opposite ends. Christine and Lance both loved silence, but this silence was tearing them apart. "So...Lance...what do you want to talk about?" Christine finally managed to say. "Is there anything to talk about?" Lance asked taking a drink from his cup of spiked coffee. "Well, I don't know. I was just trying to make conversation." She stared at Lance in the stillness of the empty room and thought. "Lance seems out of it. He seems to be preoccupied, I wonder what he's thinking about."
After about half an hour Lance finally spoke. "Christine?" He started. "Yes?"
"How long have I known you?" Christine took awhile to think. "About one hundred years, nine months, and 27 days. "She replied. "Heh heh heh, that long huh? Well after that long I need to tell you something." Lance said with an expressionless look on his face. "It's been in me to long and I need to tell you something." Christine acted as if she didn't know what he was talking about, but she knew that he was finally going to speak his feelings for her. "Christine..." "Yes?"
"I'm...sorry, I can't love you."
She sat for one moment in shock. "W-why...not? I thought..." "I'm sorry this is a lost cause, you don't need me and I don't need you." Christine stood up and ran to her room locking the door behind her. She threw herself on the bed and cried her heart out. "No, Lance you're wrong...I...I need you."
Lance rose from his seat and whispered, "I've pledged my love and heart to another. Better you know now from me than, by fates dealings." He walked out the house and sat by a tree where he though about "the other love". Lance did receive his memories back, but too much back. Through the spell he remembered a promise he made when he was just 4. An innocent time when he wielded more important then a blood stained sword, and high reputation, his future.
A couple hundred years ago
Lance walked up to the crying girl. "What's wrong?" he asked. The girl looked up and wiped her tears. "What's wrong?" Lance asked again. "I don't know." The girl replied. "Something has to be wrong, you're crying. Where are your parents?" "I don't have any," she answered.
"What happened?"
"They left me here."
"Why?"
"Guess they don't...don't love me." The little girl started crying again and Lance tried desperately to calm her down. "Don't be sad." He attempted. "What if I love you?" The girl looked up at him staring. "You would love me?" she asked. "Yup" he answered smiling," I'll do that for you." The little girl jumped up & down with joy. "You will?!" "Uh-huh and we'll get married and live happily ever after too!" "Thank you!" The little girl whispered hugging Lance and kissing him on the cheek.
Present times
"It was long ago and it was a stupid childhood promise, but I must keep my word," Lance looked up to the sky so clear and blue. "I do love you Christine, but a promise is a promise. Regardless of where, when, or why it still carries the same weight as before. And I will keep my promise to that girl." The only problem that stood before Lance was that he couldn't remember the name of the girl he made to promise to. (Sound familiar anyone *Wink*) Lance, heavy-heartedly, reached into the pouch attached to his belt and pulled out a canteen of Russian Vodka (it's 180 proof that's 90% alcohol, yum). Doing what he normally did when he hurt someone, he started drinking. Drinking didn't heal his emotional pain, but it did make it harder to concentrate on it.
Christine was taking it nearly as well. She did love Lance, but now that she knew Lance didn't love her in return she was heart broken. This was her first time feeling this way. Christine had always been the one to turn others away since she wasn't looking for a relationship. But now that she couldn't have the one she wanted it was devastating. "I wish Lance had never regained his memories," Christine whispered to herself wiping the tears from her eyes. Cursing herself for her feelings for Lance, Christine cried herself to sleep.
Lance stumbled drunkenly to the house and entered the house. At this time Lance's body was feeling the effects for the booze, not his mind. His body made its way to Christine's room, while his mind shouted turn around! Entering the room he found Christine asleep. He placed his hands over her head, and Lance, drunkenly, began to cast a spell. "Good-bye my dear though I love you so, the memories that scar you will not know, these thing will hurt only while dream, but once you have awoke you will not recall a thing," Lance finished and exited passing out in the couch.
Christine's memories consciously were gone, but in her sleep she cried for she lived those fateful moments of sorrow over and over again.
The Next Day
A new day brings new possibilities especially when you're Drake and you've learned a bunch of new trick! Drake ran around Neo's place, moronically, shouting that he learned some new stuff. "Ya!!! Hey Lance guess what I can do!" Drake shouted with a ridiculously loud grin on his face. Lance covered his ears yelling at Drake to shut-up. Lance was still a little hung-over and loud noises weren't his friends, neither were idiotic magicians running around in stupid purple hats. "Dear God Drake shut the fuck up!" Lance growled holding his head. Why don't you go and host some after school children's special? I'm sure there's a large purple dinosaur somewhere they've been meaning to replace.
"But you'd miss me if I left," Drake smiled stupidly.
"Like Hell I would," Lance growled again.
"You would miss me!"
"No, I wouldn't"
"Yes"
"No"
"Yess"
"Noo
"Noo?"
"No, Noo like a longer 'No'"
"Oh..................Yes"
"LIKE HELL YOU RETARDED DRESS WEARING, SQUIRELL CHASEING, PEANUT EATING,VOMIT INDUCING, WOMAN SCARING, MAN LOVING, SOCK PUPPET FEARING, ASS LICKING, BOOZE STEALING, MORON, MUTTIN HEADED HALF-BROTHER TO A WEASLE, PORCUPINE, DUMB ASS WITH THE INTELLEGENCE OF MAYONAISSE, SORRY EXCUSE FOR A MAGE!!!"
Christine stood next to Neo in the kitchen preparing Lunch. She laughed as Lance attempted strangle Drake with a candlestick. "Heh heh heh," Christine smiled, "I wonder if Lance has ever heard the saying 'you always hurt the ones you love'. What'd you think?"
"Well," Neo said chopping the carrots, "If 'You hurt the ones that you love then Lance must have an uncontrollable infatuation with Drake."
"But he isn't...is he?" Christine asked with a concerned tone.
"No, he's the last person who would be," Neo said sternly. Drake ran into the kitchen and Lance after him. They chased each other around the table, Neo paid they no attention, but Christine was getting distracted. "Both of you stop before someone gets Ouch!" Christine slipped cutting her finger. Drake paused in his tracks fainting at the sight of Christine bleeding. Neo got up and dragged him out of the kitchen and Lance tended to Christine's injury. "Christine?" Lance started.
"Yes?"
"Christine, how'd you cut the hand that was using the knife?"
"Oh shut-up," Christine growled snatching a rag, wrapping it around her finger. "Damn girl, get all snappy!" Lance replied sarcastically. "Bye the way," Lance said unwrapping the rag from Christine's finger. "Neo told me that our next destination in a maze in this vast field. To get to the floating castle we need to find a way through it." Lance took the rag wet in and started to clean Christine's cut. "Thanks Lance," Christine smiled. Lance finished cleaning and rewrapping the cut just as Neo entered the room.
"Sorry to break this codiac moment, but we need to get going." Drake or rather Drake's clothes followed Neo, floating, but keeping the shape of his body. "I'm inviniceeilblé can you see me?" "Oh my, where could Drake be?" Christine played alone. "Gee, I wonder where he could be," Lance said, retardedly, walking up to Drake. "I just hope he isn't right HERE!!!! Lance as hard as he could raised his knee connecting it on Drake's nuts. Drake fell silent to the ground hands cupped over his balls. "That's for the memories, I'll be waiting outside." Lance exited the kitchen, grabbed his sword from his room and made his way outside where Neo was waiting.
"You know, regardless of how stupid Drake is, or how clueless he is you gotta remember. Drake still is a man and getting kneed in the balls hurts no matter how mature or not you are at heart," Neo lectured.
"You know, Neo no matter how much you talk, I only hear 'blah blah blah, blah. Blah blah blah blah blah," Lance countered.
"Yeah I know I just feel I to it's part of bein' a good friend, cause ya see--"
"Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah bla--" Neo quickly kneed Lance on the groin, in the same fashion as Lance did Drake. Neo started to walk back into the house, "I would've got ya harder, but then you and Christine's kids might turn out wrong." Lance stood calmly then dropped like a sack of potatoes. "Our k-kids?!" Lance thought.
An hour later everyone was ready to go and they made their way to...
"Welcome to the Labyrinth of Nightmares, no admission to those under 10," Drake read now fully visible.
"Ya know Drake for a magician you have the amazing ability to pull out horse shit," Lance commented. Drake simply stuck his tongue at Lance entered the maze. "3.....2.....1....time," Neo thought out loud. A thunderous roar exploded from the walls of the labyrinth and Drake came running out, like a three-year-old that just spotted a spider in the bathroom. Following Drake was a gigantic three-section monster. It grabbed Drake by his feet and held high in the air as he looked down on Lance, Christine, and Neo.
"Who..." said Sanga
"...Goes..." began Kazejin
"...There?" finished Suijin.
"Oh crap not..." Lance groaned
"...Another of..." Christine sighed
"...Of these guys." Neo shrugged. Yup you guessed it another trio that fights together and finishes each others sentences. (Sorry I couldn't help myself).
"You..."
"...Dare..."
"...Mock us?!"
They growled one after the other. "Um...Yes?" Drake said, smiling nervously. All three pieces of the Gate (not gay) Guardian gave Drake a dirty I'm gonna drop you on yer hear look so they did. "If you wish to pass this chamber, you must agree to face the danger. And if you don't like the way we rhyme, then...we'll stop," they spoke and smiled in unison. "So if you want to get in then you must either beat us in battle or..."
"Or!" Lance interrupted.
"I pick or!" Christine said raising her hand.
"Sure why not, or," Neo said shrugging his shoulders.
"I'll have the linguini with clams, and cheese, and ham, and...*SHMACK!* Drake shook his head and backed, back into the group. "Or what?" the mage questioned.
"You must defeat us in a dancing contest, you pick the style anything except square dancing, square dancing's evil! I mean a guy shouting commands at you telling you what to do, and people shouldn't be able to talk that fast," the Gate Guardian shuttered. Giant anime style sweat drops dripped down everyone's heads, except Drake who had had a thought bubble hovering over him with the Dark Magician girl inside. Neo sighed signaling everyone to form a huddle. "So who here knows how to dance here?" Neo asked. Lance shook his head,
"Nope only when I'm really drunk, and I still don't think that dance isn't necessarily PG-13," Lance put in. Christine smiled and raised her hand, "I can do this I'm a real good dancer!"
"Great," Lance agreed, "Now all we're missing is a pole."
"JACKASS!" Christine shouted slapping Lance across his face. Neo shrugged his shoulders and sighed, "Well I sure as Hell can't dance I can barely play DDR, I got no rhythm."
"You can't play DDR shit man you must be getting old! Is that a gray hair?" Lance remarked. "Up yours! I wasn't the one hitting on Gaia at the bar afew days ago!" Neo growled. The Gate Guardian began to tap his foot,
"What's the hold..."
"...Up, you've got..."
"...Three minutes!"
"I'll dance!" Lance, Christine, and Neo all turned their heads in shock to see Drake not in his sorcerer's robe, he was black and purple sweat suit, black timberlands, all purple shades, three big golden clock medallions, and a white/purple swirl bucket hat. Everyone's jaws dropped as Drake walked up to the giant. "Heyas how's it...Dark Magic Attack! The attack bounced off the Gate Guardian and melted one of Drake clock medallions. "No my medallions!" Drake's eye filled with fire as from no where a piece of cardboard appeared in from of him.
"You're ass is mine," Drake immediately jumped onto the cardboard and into a Y-axis. Turning into a backspin, with a jolt he pushed himself upward into a head spin, he spun for was seemed like hours, and you could tell he was getting dizzy. As his face started to turn green working his way down to a back slide again he kicked his feet and went into his signature windmill. In his windmill Drake starts to hover over the ground. He began to slow and landed back on his feet striking a disco pose. one hand pointed skyward with his middle finger extended.
"You messed up the ending again," Neo sighed. Lance and Christine just looked at each other speechless. Drake smiled and crossed his arms giving the Gate Guardian that I'm a bad ass look. The Gate Guardian took to the cardboard and began with a Y-axis like Drake, but then went instantly to the head spin. His version of the head spin was him spinning on his head and his torso spinning the other way, with his feet doing a windmill on top. They all picked up speed all of a sudden stopped each piece facing forward.
Everyone remained silent and were astonished at what they saw, except Drake who had a thought bubble with the Dark Magician girl inside stripping very slowly. "It's a tie!" the Gate Guardian smiled. "You were lucky this time now we get serious!!!"
To be Continued...
Next time on Of Elves and Magicians,
Looks like Drake's beat from his dancing and someone needs to fill his place. Christine takes the challenge, but is she prepared to go head to head with the Gate Guardian at....DDR? Christine: Hey why do I have to take his place?! Drake: Cause I'm tired! Christine: I don't wanna take his place! Drake: Is it cause I'm black?" *SHMACK!!!* Next time on Of Elves and Magicians! "Can I Dance Too?"
New Song!!!
(This song is property of Konami blah,blah,blah)
Still in my Heart
Still, still in my heart
Here in my heart
Oh~! Still in my heart
Deep in my heart
Why? Why did you have to go away
Always hard to stay
Kiss before going over, over you
Tell me, was this really true romance
Or just a fantasy?
I can't believe what we've been through
You're hanging out with someone new
Still, you're in my heart
Baby, in my heart
Always in my heart
You'll never leave my heart
Still, still you're in my heart
Deep down in my heart
Fill me with ecstasy
Oh~! (Exactly, in my heart)
Oh, baby!
No, baby!
Can't let you go.
Or was it just a fantasy
Of what I thought could be reality?
Oh baby, can't you just see
That I can't go on
Never without you?
Still, still you're in my heart
Never leave my heart
Now and forever more
Still, still you're in my heart
Always in my heart
When will I ever break free?