All right! Here's another script just for you guys!! I think it's waaay
better than the first 2. ^__^
Tyson: No more jumping in a pool o' sharks, I hope... (Eyes glittering)
Ray: No more hints of gaying with Kai or any other male casts...? (Actually cries)
Uh... you don't call this fic a crazy fic for nothing, Ray. But, I'll sit you out of this one. (for now, anyway...)
Ray: Really?! ^___________________________^
Uh... yeah.
TyrantFlame: (huggles sister from behind, almost choking poor authoress) THANK YOU SIS!!!! MAY ALLAH BLESS YOU!!!!
.....................(by getting you outta my sight...)
Max: Will I get to show myself more often here? (pouts)
Kai:...
Kenny: Why am I NOT in?!
Shut up and just read...
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The party was magnificent and even Vyra had to admit it was a fun thing to do: party. New acquaintances were made and Vyra, being easily tired by crowds, retired to the punch table where she had a blast drinking. Until she was half drunk.
"Wow there, pastel... you're half drunk. No more drinking." Yates stopped Vyra before she gulped down the remaining liquid in her bottle. She pushed him and made to drink again but was stopped yet again.
Frustrated, she turned to him, "Do you mind? I'm trying to DRINK here."
"In case ya' didn't notice, you're semi-drunk, missy. An' it's AAALWAYS trouble with a capital 'T' fer girls, 'know what I'm sayin'? Now, stop before sumthin' bad happens, k?"
"Blah-blah-blah..." she ignored the elderly man beside her and dove for her drink when she suddenly felt a dizzy sensation coming form the pit of her stomach and an even sudden spinny stunt her head brewed up. 'Shit... need to throw up...'
Vyra suddenly dashed out of the hall (thank god she was near the entrance) and threw her gut out into the sea (Minna! Don't DO that, it's disgusting! - think of the poor, poor sea creatures!). Yates came from behind a few seconds later, with a glass of water.
"That's fer not listenin' to an experienced ol' man." Yates shoved the glass to her trembling hand.
"Go figure..." she croaked as she downed the tasteless liquid which (again) made her want to throw up more of her tummy's content. After a while, she took a deep breath.
"Feelin' better?"
She opened her eyes, "Yeah... yeah. Thanks. Although I STILL feel nauseous."
"Well, hate to break it to ya', you'll be sufferin' from it until tomorrow morning." He patted her on the back, "Be seein' ya', got a party ta' kick..." he winked and disappeared.
She waved absent-mindedly and stared at the ocean. Looking at the ship moving from the side was making her headache worsen- not that she can actually SEE anything. She'd give anything to go back in and drink but Yates the geezer, as always, was and will be in her way. Her eyes wandered and fell on an approaching stranger whom she vaguely remembered ever seeing. She looked away as he walked past her.
She noticed he was bringing a plastic full of something she knows very well: ^___^ Alcoholic beverages!!! Without a second thought, she approached the stranger.
The stranger was just settling himself down on the top deck and Vyra was focusing as hard as she can as to not fall from climbing the staircase. When she reached the landing on the deck, the stranger just opened a can of drink and seemed to be quite disturbed by her presence.
"Hi." She greeted. She knew she looked like an idiot approaching like that but somehow, in this drunken state, she didn't care much. "Can I sit here?"
The stranger looked away.
"Thanksh..." she slurred and took a seat right next to the stranger. She took a closer look at him. 'Hm... maybe around my age... or older... you're cute...' she smiled to herself as she inspected him. "You need a drinking company?" she asked, abruptly taking the can the stranger was holding, earning a sour face from the stranger.
"No, I don't." he replied coolly.
"Awe, come on, nobody can ever live alone much less DRINK alone! Get it? Haha..." she laughed as she gulped down the tasty liquid.
He didn't say anything at first. "It IS scary, a bit. But it's a lot better that way."
"What?" Vyra asked and squinted her eyes to take a closer look at him. "Hey, turn here and look at me, will ya'?" She turned his face to see her. "Hm... you look familiar... and you're so... handsome..." she commented huskily.
The stranger sighed, "Sorry, I'm gay."
"Oh, then the song's right then? 'All the best men are gay' you know, by Robbie William, do YOU actually wanna prove him right?!" she asked, hands on her hip. It was official: he was thoroughly sure of it. "I think the song needs readjustments, if you know what I mean," she winked.
"Enjoy the drinks." He said and stood up to leave. Suddenly, he heard a crash from behind him. She fell off her seat in a vain attempt to catch his sleeve.
"Ow... you MEANY!!!" the stranger ignored her and continued to walk away. "Fine then! Leave me here, will you?! Leave a poor, drunken, defenseless girl like me all ALONE to drink her sorrows away! GO!!!" she screamed.
The stranger stopped and turned, "I AM leaving, in case you didn't notice."
However, she wasn't listening. She turned to the railing and threw up whatever was inside her stomach. Hearing the sound going from bad to worse, he turned around and assisted her in her 'gut-throwing-act'.
When she finally finished spilling her body contents out, he (somehow) brought her a bottle of 100+ and a bottle of mineral water. "Here."
She wasn't feeling good and her temperature was rising, considering the cold atmosphere. When she drank the 2 said liquids, she was laying on the guy's lap. "I thought you left." She muttered.
The stranger said nothing and spilled some water on her forehead and neck. "You should feel better if you rest in your cabin now." She 'pff'ed.
"One moment you were as cold as death and now you're all warm and fuzzy, like a doctor." She beamed. "Do you have a name?"
"... Kai."
She quirked her eyebrows, "And?" Now, he gave a confused look. "Just... 'Kai'? ... Just like that? We-i-rd!" she giggled to her side and suddenly noticed how warm it was to lie on his lap. "Well, I'm Vyra Devorjack, as you can see, my name is Russian but I'm Greek really, with a mix of Saudi Arabian and some Asian, cool huh?"
Kai knitted his eyebrows, "Sounds weirder than my heritage or name for that matter."
Suddenly, she sat up, "Well, mister! Thank your lucky star you came across me as I can solve your every problem!"
"All except yours?" he smiled challengingly. Her face dropped. She stood up and walked to the staircase. She was very wobbly and instead of walking straight to the staircase, she gripped onto the railing. Kai, also leaving, packed all his drinks when he noticed her lose balance and was just in time to catch her from plunging head-first into the sea.
After pulling her to safety, Kai noticed she was limp.
"Hey, wake up." Kai called but received no answer. She turned her in such a way that she would face him and saw her unconscious but breathing well. "Hey." He tried again. No reply. She (obviously) passed out.
Kai sighed. Now what was he going to do? He couldn't just leave her out there, as she said earlier, a drunken, defenseless girl. And she didn't cough her address either. That leaves...
"My cabin..." Kai groaned. He tried carrying her (bride-style) and discovered she wasn't as heavy as he first thought she may be and carried her to his cabin. Practically all the population of the ship were at the party, the Orpheus seemed like a ghost ship more than it has ever been before.
Kai finally arrived in his cabin and put her down. Kai reached for his overcoat's buttons when he felt her stir behind him. He turned but she was fast asleep. Next, Kai was thinking on what he should be doing. He felt her forehead. It was still hot.
'Then, that's the first step... cool down the fever...' he thought. He took off her overcoat and realized he was blushing. 'Heck... what's wrong with me?' he thought inwardly. 'And I thought I was gay! Besides, I'm not making out with her or anything... just taking off the overcoat, that's all. Ok... relax, Kai, relax...'
Suddenly, to his surprise, she blinked and Kai looked at her in shock but controlled it. She smiled and fell back asleep seconds later. Kai tilted his head to one side, 'Is she toying with me?'
To Be continued...
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Well, how was THAT guys? Good, huh?
Kai: ... Ahem... Who's... this Vyra?
^___^ You'll find out in the next chapter~*
Kenny: As I said, Why am I not in?!
Max: None of us are in except Kai...
Tyson: Yeah, yeah, Kai this, Kai that. Big deal!
Kai: You got a problem with me, Tyson?
Ray: Cut it out you 2! Hey authoress, I think it's kinda' unfair to ditch us out from one whole chapter.
Dizzi: Yeah! You big-doofus-dummy!
What? First you guys don't want to be in. Now you're THREATENING me to get you guys in?!! Dooms day's coming, ladies and gents! More exciting (and I mean EXCITING chapters ahead!)
Tyson: No more jumping in a pool o' sharks, I hope... (Eyes glittering)
Ray: No more hints of gaying with Kai or any other male casts...? (Actually cries)
Uh... you don't call this fic a crazy fic for nothing, Ray. But, I'll sit you out of this one. (for now, anyway...)
Ray: Really?! ^___________________________^
Uh... yeah.
TyrantFlame: (huggles sister from behind, almost choking poor authoress) THANK YOU SIS!!!! MAY ALLAH BLESS YOU!!!!
.....................(by getting you outta my sight...)
Max: Will I get to show myself more often here? (pouts)
Kai:...
Kenny: Why am I NOT in?!
Shut up and just read...
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The party was magnificent and even Vyra had to admit it was a fun thing to do: party. New acquaintances were made and Vyra, being easily tired by crowds, retired to the punch table where she had a blast drinking. Until she was half drunk.
"Wow there, pastel... you're half drunk. No more drinking." Yates stopped Vyra before she gulped down the remaining liquid in her bottle. She pushed him and made to drink again but was stopped yet again.
Frustrated, she turned to him, "Do you mind? I'm trying to DRINK here."
"In case ya' didn't notice, you're semi-drunk, missy. An' it's AAALWAYS trouble with a capital 'T' fer girls, 'know what I'm sayin'? Now, stop before sumthin' bad happens, k?"
"Blah-blah-blah..." she ignored the elderly man beside her and dove for her drink when she suddenly felt a dizzy sensation coming form the pit of her stomach and an even sudden spinny stunt her head brewed up. 'Shit... need to throw up...'
Vyra suddenly dashed out of the hall (thank god she was near the entrance) and threw her gut out into the sea (Minna! Don't DO that, it's disgusting! - think of the poor, poor sea creatures!). Yates came from behind a few seconds later, with a glass of water.
"That's fer not listenin' to an experienced ol' man." Yates shoved the glass to her trembling hand.
"Go figure..." she croaked as she downed the tasteless liquid which (again) made her want to throw up more of her tummy's content. After a while, she took a deep breath.
"Feelin' better?"
She opened her eyes, "Yeah... yeah. Thanks. Although I STILL feel nauseous."
"Well, hate to break it to ya', you'll be sufferin' from it until tomorrow morning." He patted her on the back, "Be seein' ya', got a party ta' kick..." he winked and disappeared.
She waved absent-mindedly and stared at the ocean. Looking at the ship moving from the side was making her headache worsen- not that she can actually SEE anything. She'd give anything to go back in and drink but Yates the geezer, as always, was and will be in her way. Her eyes wandered and fell on an approaching stranger whom she vaguely remembered ever seeing. She looked away as he walked past her.
She noticed he was bringing a plastic full of something she knows very well: ^___^ Alcoholic beverages!!! Without a second thought, she approached the stranger.
The stranger was just settling himself down on the top deck and Vyra was focusing as hard as she can as to not fall from climbing the staircase. When she reached the landing on the deck, the stranger just opened a can of drink and seemed to be quite disturbed by her presence.
"Hi." She greeted. She knew she looked like an idiot approaching like that but somehow, in this drunken state, she didn't care much. "Can I sit here?"
The stranger looked away.
"Thanksh..." she slurred and took a seat right next to the stranger. She took a closer look at him. 'Hm... maybe around my age... or older... you're cute...' she smiled to herself as she inspected him. "You need a drinking company?" she asked, abruptly taking the can the stranger was holding, earning a sour face from the stranger.
"No, I don't." he replied coolly.
"Awe, come on, nobody can ever live alone much less DRINK alone! Get it? Haha..." she laughed as she gulped down the tasty liquid.
He didn't say anything at first. "It IS scary, a bit. But it's a lot better that way."
"What?" Vyra asked and squinted her eyes to take a closer look at him. "Hey, turn here and look at me, will ya'?" She turned his face to see her. "Hm... you look familiar... and you're so... handsome..." she commented huskily.
The stranger sighed, "Sorry, I'm gay."
"Oh, then the song's right then? 'All the best men are gay' you know, by Robbie William, do YOU actually wanna prove him right?!" she asked, hands on her hip. It was official: he was thoroughly sure of it. "I think the song needs readjustments, if you know what I mean," she winked.
"Enjoy the drinks." He said and stood up to leave. Suddenly, he heard a crash from behind him. She fell off her seat in a vain attempt to catch his sleeve.
"Ow... you MEANY!!!" the stranger ignored her and continued to walk away. "Fine then! Leave me here, will you?! Leave a poor, drunken, defenseless girl like me all ALONE to drink her sorrows away! GO!!!" she screamed.
The stranger stopped and turned, "I AM leaving, in case you didn't notice."
However, she wasn't listening. She turned to the railing and threw up whatever was inside her stomach. Hearing the sound going from bad to worse, he turned around and assisted her in her 'gut-throwing-act'.
When she finally finished spilling her body contents out, he (somehow) brought her a bottle of 100+ and a bottle of mineral water. "Here."
She wasn't feeling good and her temperature was rising, considering the cold atmosphere. When she drank the 2 said liquids, she was laying on the guy's lap. "I thought you left." She muttered.
The stranger said nothing and spilled some water on her forehead and neck. "You should feel better if you rest in your cabin now." She 'pff'ed.
"One moment you were as cold as death and now you're all warm and fuzzy, like a doctor." She beamed. "Do you have a name?"
"... Kai."
She quirked her eyebrows, "And?" Now, he gave a confused look. "Just... 'Kai'? ... Just like that? We-i-rd!" she giggled to her side and suddenly noticed how warm it was to lie on his lap. "Well, I'm Vyra Devorjack, as you can see, my name is Russian but I'm Greek really, with a mix of Saudi Arabian and some Asian, cool huh?"
Kai knitted his eyebrows, "Sounds weirder than my heritage or name for that matter."
Suddenly, she sat up, "Well, mister! Thank your lucky star you came across me as I can solve your every problem!"
"All except yours?" he smiled challengingly. Her face dropped. She stood up and walked to the staircase. She was very wobbly and instead of walking straight to the staircase, she gripped onto the railing. Kai, also leaving, packed all his drinks when he noticed her lose balance and was just in time to catch her from plunging head-first into the sea.
After pulling her to safety, Kai noticed she was limp.
"Hey, wake up." Kai called but received no answer. She turned her in such a way that she would face him and saw her unconscious but breathing well. "Hey." He tried again. No reply. She (obviously) passed out.
Kai sighed. Now what was he going to do? He couldn't just leave her out there, as she said earlier, a drunken, defenseless girl. And she didn't cough her address either. That leaves...
"My cabin..." Kai groaned. He tried carrying her (bride-style) and discovered she wasn't as heavy as he first thought she may be and carried her to his cabin. Practically all the population of the ship were at the party, the Orpheus seemed like a ghost ship more than it has ever been before.
Kai finally arrived in his cabin and put her down. Kai reached for his overcoat's buttons when he felt her stir behind him. He turned but she was fast asleep. Next, Kai was thinking on what he should be doing. He felt her forehead. It was still hot.
'Then, that's the first step... cool down the fever...' he thought. He took off her overcoat and realized he was blushing. 'Heck... what's wrong with me?' he thought inwardly. 'And I thought I was gay! Besides, I'm not making out with her or anything... just taking off the overcoat, that's all. Ok... relax, Kai, relax...'
Suddenly, to his surprise, she blinked and Kai looked at her in shock but controlled it. She smiled and fell back asleep seconds later. Kai tilted his head to one side, 'Is she toying with me?'
To Be continued...
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Well, how was THAT guys? Good, huh?
Kai: ... Ahem... Who's... this Vyra?
^___^ You'll find out in the next chapter~*
Kenny: As I said, Why am I not in?!
Max: None of us are in except Kai...
Tyson: Yeah, yeah, Kai this, Kai that. Big deal!
Kai: You got a problem with me, Tyson?
Ray: Cut it out you 2! Hey authoress, I think it's kinda' unfair to ditch us out from one whole chapter.
Dizzi: Yeah! You big-doofus-dummy!
What? First you guys don't want to be in. Now you're THREATENING me to get you guys in?!! Dooms day's coming, ladies and gents! More exciting (and I mean EXCITING chapters ahead!)