FASH: Hello, we're baaaaaaack!
CT: Ewo! (Hello!)
Ozuma: .......
FASH: You're not talkative today are you? Well I have a cure for that! Sick
em CT!
CT: pounces on Ozuma and hugs him I wuv yu. (I love you.)
Ozuma: Awwwww. hugs CT back
FASH: This chapter is pretty compressed. Because if I had a different line
for every question and answer it would be like. Four pages!
""-speech ''-thoughts
Tyson and Ozuma were facing each other, they were prepared to play 20 questions. (R: The game of champions!)
"So who starts off?" Tyson asked Ozuma, tilting his head to the side, making Ozuma melt from the cuteness.
"You can start off Ty-chan." Ozuma's eyes widened. 'I called him Ty-chan!'
"Ty-chan? Cool, can I call you Oz-chan?" Tyson asked cutely.
Ozuma just nodded, not trusting his voice. Then his eyes narrowed in determination. 'Soon I'll be calling you Ty-koi.'
"Okay. What's you're favorite colour?" "Blue." 'Like your long, cascading hair.' "Your Favorite band?" "Linkin Park." "Your......favorite song?" "Crawling." "Your favorite subject?" "Gym." 'I can't wait till we have gym together. I'll show off my skills.' "What about....Your favorite movie?" "sarcastically Romeo and Juliet." "..........." "I was kidding. I like Lord Of The Rings." "Oh, I knew that!" "Sure you did." "What's your.....favorite show?" "Simpsons." "Who's your favorite actor?" "Timothy Olyphant." (That was for you Dee.) "What do you do for fun?" "Work out." 'Yea, you know you want me.' "What's your favorite.......Ah hell! I don't know what else to ask." "You can't stop now. The whole point of 20 questions is there has to be 20 questions." "Fine......Your favorite book?" "I like those Harry Potter books. They're cool." 'Screw books!' "What's your favorite game?" "Poker." 'Strip Poker baby! Hell yea! Show me what you got!' "What's your favorite food?" "Pizza." "Any toppings on that?" "Pepperoni and double cheese." "......Do you have sexual dreams?" Tyson grinned at that question. Ozuma's face glowed like a lamp. "......No comment." 'I hope I don't have any while I'm here. I'd hate to have to explain why I was moaning Tyson's name.' Ozuma started blushing at that thought. "Are you crushing on someone?" 'How do I answer that? If I say yes he'll think my heart's taken, if I say no he'll think I'm not crushing on him.' "....No comment." "Aw. You're no fun." Tyson pouted. "Where do you live?" 'Finally a useful question.' "27 Gaara drive off of Naruto street." "How old are you?" "Seventeen." "When's your birthday?" "April 13." "What's with your fan club?" "They think I'm sexy." 'You sure are. Wha? I can't be crushing on Ozuma.' ".......What's your favorite animal?" "Leopard." ".....Do you think you'd look hot in black, skin tight leather?" 'Now why the hell did I ask that!' "Yes." 'Especially if you thought so.'".....I've got no more questions." "Come on, you only need one more!" "Fine.......D'oh!" "Huh?"
"There, that was my final question, now you ask me."
"....you call D'oh a question?" Ozuma watched as Tyson nodded his head.
"You're such a dork." He muttered affectionately.
"I am not. I am a dunce!" Tyson said with fake superior ness.
"Okay then. What's your favorite band?" "Simple Plan." "Your favorite song?" "Perfect." "Favorite show?" "South Park." (Crab people, crab people, taste like crab, talk like people.) "Your favorite colour?" "Green." 'Light green, just like your eyes.' "Your favorite subject?" "Lunch." "...I'm serious." "So was I." "Okay then. Your favorite movie?" "Labyrinth." "Your favorite actor?" "Robin Williams." "Your favorite food?" "Everything!" "Narrow it down." "But there is so much good food." "Give me something you think you would die without." "......Chocolate." "How old are you?" "Sixteen." "When is your birthday?" "November 21!" "That's this Wednesday!" "I know! I'm so excited. Soon I'll be another year older!" "Yep. Okay then......." "You have run out of questions haven't you?" "Noooooo." "See! It's not as easy as it seems." "Fine, you are right......What is your favorite book?" "To Kill A Mocking Bird." "Are you actually serious about that?" "Nope. I really like the Three Musketeers." 'What is your favorite animal?" "I don't really have one." "Then what is your favorite creature?" "Dragons! They can fly and breath fire. It's awesome!" "What is your favorite game?" "Life. Get lucky in the game of Life." ".....Do you have a girlfriend?" 'Say no say no!' "No." "Do you have a boyfriend?" 'Say no!' "Blush No." "Have you ever been kissed?" "Do you have to ask such a personal question?" "Yes. Now have you?" "....No." "What do you do for fun?" "Fun...Well, I eat and sleep. Sometimes practicing kendo with grandpa can be fun. But most of the time it's just awful."
Tyson's grandpa suddenly popped out of nowhere. "Don't you be downing kendo dawg! Just wanted to let my hommies know that I got some grub coming." And Tyson's grandpa walked away.
"This isn't part of my twenty questions okay. Is your grandpa always like that?" "Sadly, yes." "Thank God I'm not you." "Gee, thanks, really, you make me feel so special." "Okay then, going back on track. Do you think my eyes are creepy? Answer honestly now." "...Sort of. It's not that I don't like them, they're cool. But dude, you don't have pupils." Tyson said waving his hands frantically in front of him. "Tyson, it is okay, practically everyone except my cousins, who have the same eyes as me, think they are creepy." "Those people were your cousins?" "Yes." "That big guy scared me." "Dunga does that to a lot of people. And aren't I the one who's supposed to be asking the questions?" "Yes." "Good. Now going back on topic, do you have any siblings." "I have an older brother, Jin, but I haven't seen him in a long time." "Sorry about that." "Don't be. We still keep in touch; I write to him, he writes to me. It's all good. Now Let's see. I think you're on your last question now." "Yep....." 'I've got to make this one count.' And without realizing what he was saying he uttered. "Voulez vous coucher avec moi?" Ozuma realized what he said and slapped his hands over his mouth.
Tyson had a blank face, but then recognition dawned on it. "I like that song to! I have the CD, let's listen to it!" Tyson pulled a CD out of his back pack and ran over to a CD player Ozuma hadn't noticed before.
Once the music started Tyson began dancing.
"Do you even know what voulez vous coucher avec moi means?" Ozuma asked as he fought back a nosebleed. 'Tyson sure dances in an.... interesting way.'
Tyson stopped dancing and stared blankly at Ozuma. "Nope."
Ozuma just had to smile, if not at Tyson's upbeat attitude, then at his innocents and naivety.
FASH: There we go. Please review. Ozuma: Review or I'll send Flash Leopard after you. FASH: That's it. Takes out a Chibifying gun and shoot Ozuma with its ray. There we go. Now I have two cute chibi's to keep me company! CT: Ewo! I wik yur haw an ewys. (Hello! I like your hair and eyes.) CO: Thnx. (Thanks)
""-speech ''-thoughts
Tyson and Ozuma were facing each other, they were prepared to play 20 questions. (R: The game of champions!)
"So who starts off?" Tyson asked Ozuma, tilting his head to the side, making Ozuma melt from the cuteness.
"You can start off Ty-chan." Ozuma's eyes widened. 'I called him Ty-chan!'
"Ty-chan? Cool, can I call you Oz-chan?" Tyson asked cutely.
Ozuma just nodded, not trusting his voice. Then his eyes narrowed in determination. 'Soon I'll be calling you Ty-koi.'
"Okay. What's you're favorite colour?" "Blue." 'Like your long, cascading hair.' "Your Favorite band?" "Linkin Park." "Your......favorite song?" "Crawling." "Your favorite subject?" "Gym." 'I can't wait till we have gym together. I'll show off my skills.' "What about....Your favorite movie?" "sarcastically Romeo and Juliet." "..........." "I was kidding. I like Lord Of The Rings." "Oh, I knew that!" "Sure you did." "What's your.....favorite show?" "Simpsons." "Who's your favorite actor?" "Timothy Olyphant." (That was for you Dee.) "What do you do for fun?" "Work out." 'Yea, you know you want me.' "What's your favorite.......Ah hell! I don't know what else to ask." "You can't stop now. The whole point of 20 questions is there has to be 20 questions." "Fine......Your favorite book?" "I like those Harry Potter books. They're cool." 'Screw books!' "What's your favorite game?" "Poker." 'Strip Poker baby! Hell yea! Show me what you got!' "What's your favorite food?" "Pizza." "Any toppings on that?" "Pepperoni and double cheese." "......Do you have sexual dreams?" Tyson grinned at that question. Ozuma's face glowed like a lamp. "......No comment." 'I hope I don't have any while I'm here. I'd hate to have to explain why I was moaning Tyson's name.' Ozuma started blushing at that thought. "Are you crushing on someone?" 'How do I answer that? If I say yes he'll think my heart's taken, if I say no he'll think I'm not crushing on him.' "....No comment." "Aw. You're no fun." Tyson pouted. "Where do you live?" 'Finally a useful question.' "27 Gaara drive off of Naruto street." "How old are you?" "Seventeen." "When's your birthday?" "April 13." "What's with your fan club?" "They think I'm sexy." 'You sure are. Wha? I can't be crushing on Ozuma.' ".......What's your favorite animal?" "Leopard." ".....Do you think you'd look hot in black, skin tight leather?" 'Now why the hell did I ask that!' "Yes." 'Especially if you thought so.'".....I've got no more questions." "Come on, you only need one more!" "Fine.......D'oh!" "Huh?"
"There, that was my final question, now you ask me."
"....you call D'oh a question?" Ozuma watched as Tyson nodded his head.
"You're such a dork." He muttered affectionately.
"I am not. I am a dunce!" Tyson said with fake superior ness.
"Okay then. What's your favorite band?" "Simple Plan." "Your favorite song?" "Perfect." "Favorite show?" "South Park." (Crab people, crab people, taste like crab, talk like people.) "Your favorite colour?" "Green." 'Light green, just like your eyes.' "Your favorite subject?" "Lunch." "...I'm serious." "So was I." "Okay then. Your favorite movie?" "Labyrinth." "Your favorite actor?" "Robin Williams." "Your favorite food?" "Everything!" "Narrow it down." "But there is so much good food." "Give me something you think you would die without." "......Chocolate." "How old are you?" "Sixteen." "When is your birthday?" "November 21!" "That's this Wednesday!" "I know! I'm so excited. Soon I'll be another year older!" "Yep. Okay then......." "You have run out of questions haven't you?" "Noooooo." "See! It's not as easy as it seems." "Fine, you are right......What is your favorite book?" "To Kill A Mocking Bird." "Are you actually serious about that?" "Nope. I really like the Three Musketeers." 'What is your favorite animal?" "I don't really have one." "Then what is your favorite creature?" "Dragons! They can fly and breath fire. It's awesome!" "What is your favorite game?" "Life. Get lucky in the game of Life." ".....Do you have a girlfriend?" 'Say no say no!' "No." "Do you have a boyfriend?" 'Say no!' "Blush No." "Have you ever been kissed?" "Do you have to ask such a personal question?" "Yes. Now have you?" "....No." "What do you do for fun?" "Fun...Well, I eat and sleep. Sometimes practicing kendo with grandpa can be fun. But most of the time it's just awful."
Tyson's grandpa suddenly popped out of nowhere. "Don't you be downing kendo dawg! Just wanted to let my hommies know that I got some grub coming." And Tyson's grandpa walked away.
"This isn't part of my twenty questions okay. Is your grandpa always like that?" "Sadly, yes." "Thank God I'm not you." "Gee, thanks, really, you make me feel so special." "Okay then, going back on track. Do you think my eyes are creepy? Answer honestly now." "...Sort of. It's not that I don't like them, they're cool. But dude, you don't have pupils." Tyson said waving his hands frantically in front of him. "Tyson, it is okay, practically everyone except my cousins, who have the same eyes as me, think they are creepy." "Those people were your cousins?" "Yes." "That big guy scared me." "Dunga does that to a lot of people. And aren't I the one who's supposed to be asking the questions?" "Yes." "Good. Now going back on topic, do you have any siblings." "I have an older brother, Jin, but I haven't seen him in a long time." "Sorry about that." "Don't be. We still keep in touch; I write to him, he writes to me. It's all good. Now Let's see. I think you're on your last question now." "Yep....." 'I've got to make this one count.' And without realizing what he was saying he uttered. "Voulez vous coucher avec moi?" Ozuma realized what he said and slapped his hands over his mouth.
Tyson had a blank face, but then recognition dawned on it. "I like that song to! I have the CD, let's listen to it!" Tyson pulled a CD out of his back pack and ran over to a CD player Ozuma hadn't noticed before.
Once the music started Tyson began dancing.
"Do you even know what voulez vous coucher avec moi means?" Ozuma asked as he fought back a nosebleed. 'Tyson sure dances in an.... interesting way.'
Tyson stopped dancing and stared blankly at Ozuma. "Nope."
Ozuma just had to smile, if not at Tyson's upbeat attitude, then at his innocents and naivety.
FASH: There we go. Please review. Ozuma: Review or I'll send Flash Leopard after you. FASH: That's it. Takes out a Chibifying gun and shoot Ozuma with its ray. There we go. Now I have two cute chibi's to keep me company! CT: Ewo! I wik yur haw an ewys. (Hello! I like your hair and eyes.) CO: Thnx. (Thanks)