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Title: Bad Shinji

Author: Scarab Eye

Co-author/Editor: Scarabeye 3000

Chapter Nine: A Bet and the Party

Pre-reading done by Wolfie (nickname in my e-mail)

Misato's Apartment

Last Week or was it Last 2 Weeks?

She was looking at him from over her eyes and frowned, 'Funny? He's smiling… and why does he have a cigarette? And is that… Rammstein!?!'

She overhears the music of her favorite band Rammstein blaring from Shinji's headphones. The rock music penetrated through his ears and it felt like a rock concert. He suddenly dropped the bag.

"Aren't you going to hug me at least?" he asked with a little smile and his arms open.

SLAP!!!

"OW!" Shinji held his burning cheeks, "You know, even with the training I had. It still hurts."

"What took you so long to come home?" she frowned, "God, did you know that I had to throw up every time Misato cooks the food?"

"Don't worry Asuka," Shinji said while keeping his eyes on her, "I'm sure your hungry, let's get in and eat this food I brought."

"What is it?"

"Pancakes," he opened the container and let the smell of 'real' food to waft in the air.

"Come on then," grabbing the container from Shinji, Asuka ran inside and headed straight for the kitchen.

His smile soon faltered as he sees the dump that used to be his crowning glory for being a 'neat freak'.

"What in the world happened here Asuka?"

He scanned the kitchen and found various cooking pots left unclean. The sink is full of dirty dishes, there was a ton of garbage over flowing the trash bin, and to top it all of Shinji slipped on a Yebisu can that was left carelessly on the kitchen tile.

'I know that Misato is a slob, and Asuka doesn't like to clean either, but DAMN. This is just too… I mean… you got to be kidding me.'

He opened the fridge and found some foods carelessly stacked over the other. There were also some molds in the side of the fridge, and he also thought he saw something wiggling inside one of the containers. Shinji shrugged it off and headed for the living room. He hung his head low when he came upon the living room.

'Oh no… '

Obviously the two female 'slobs' tried redecorating the house, but instead ended up with a mountain of trash. Still shaking his head as he sees Asuka amidst the dirtiness and chaos of the 'kitchen' was still able to enjoy the food he brought. Shinji smiled as he took out his cleaning things and immediately went to work at the living room.

After half an hour of cleaning he felt the call of 'nature' in him. He got inside the bathroom and was astonished at the pile of dirty clothing he 'must' wash.

'Oh man… it's like they keep on buying clothes every week.'

He finished his business in the living room and turned his attention at the kitchen. Asuka already locked herself on her room and was probably sleeping. He knocked on the fridge and out came the other resident of the apartment.

Rubbing the sleep off his little avian eyes, Pen-pen did a double take at Shinji and was actually happy that his back. If he could talk this is probably what he said.

"Oh thank the heavens your back kid, you never know what Misato wanted to feed me. It was horrible, very, very horrible."

But since he can't talk all Shinji could understand was WARK-WARK and some more WARK.

As if understanding what he said the 3rd Child nodded and began on his work at the kitchen, especially at the fridge which was unintentionally converted to a biological habitat. And so, starting from the dirty dishes at the sink, the piled up dishes began decreasing in a steady pace.

'It's almost time for lunch and I don't think I even had an effort in cleaning. My training really helps in times like this.'

After cleaning the rest of the kitchen he then unloaded the fridge of all its contents, even the wriggling container.
"What in blazing hell could be on this contain… holy shit! What's this?"

Apparently some leftover curry rice courtesy of yours truly, purple-haired Major Katsuragi. Holding his nose and taking out the mold and spoiled mold that invaded the container, even with holding his nose he still smelled it and almost turned his stomach inside out.

"Never again will I let those two live alone by themselves."

"That's very nice of you Shinji-kun," Misato crooned as she slipped beside him, "Welcome back."

Shinji smiled as he turned toward his guardian, "Hello Misato, you had a rough night?"
She nods her head and playfully pinched his arm, feeling hard muscle her brow furrowed and lifted his shirt.

Even with training Shinji is still shy when it concerns a woman taking his shirt off.

"Hey, hey, hey, what are you doing Misato?"

"I'm just going to check something," he lifted his shirt and his tightly packed body was exposed. She whistled in appreciation as Shinji for once in a whole month blushed again.

"Stop that," he insisted and his normal skin color returning, "I still get embarrassed by that you know."

"Oh-ho," she crooned, "Little Shinji-kun is shy of widdle Wisato. Don't wowwy pumpkwin, I'll be gentle."

He scorned at her as Asuka decided at that time to come out of her room and joined in the bickering, "Yeah, poor widdle Shinji-kun is so lovey-dovey."

They giggled as Shinji once again in a whole month graced his cute face on them when he blushed.

"Now that's the Shinji I know," slipping to the fridge and opening it screamed in terror, "WHERE ARE THE BEERS?"

"Locked them up," he said calmly.

Suddenly feeling someone breathing down on him, Shinji turned around and faced a nose flaring, chest heaving (imagine that chest), and face flushed Misato. Seeing his guardian about to explode he shook his head and bent down on Pen-pen's fridge.

He knocked on a sequence or rhythmic knock and Pen-pen opened the fridge. He looked up at Shinji with his beady avian eyes and nodded his head.

"One can please."

The bird nodded and retreated his head inside; he came out again and held up a Yebisu can up to him. Shinji took it and gave it to Misato.

"Here, don't drink it too fast," he smirked, "There won't be anymore until I ask Pen-pen to give me."

Misato stared down at her beer, 'Just one? Hey wait a minute…!'

"Hang on, you mean to tell me your not going to give me any more beers?"

Shinji nodded as he returned to his previous work. Remembering something Misato smiled evilly.

"Oh Shinji," she bent down on Pen-pen's fridge, "Remember, I'm Pen-pen's master. His loyalty is to me."

'We'll see,' he thought as he remembered his instructions to Pen-pen a while ago.

Flashback- A while ago

Shinji took out the Yebisu cans and puts them at the counter table.

"I wonder," he said taking out more cans, "How can I lessen Misato's drinking habit?"

As if on cue Pen-pen came out of his fridge. Waddling towards Shinji in the way penguin's really walk. He reached the Yebisu stockpile and helped himself.

Idea popped into Shinji's head as Pen-pen stuffed his fridge some more.

"I know, come here Pen-pen."

Cocking his head, the penguin waddled again toward Shinji and stopped in front of him.

"Listen Pen-pen," he looked down and mirroring someone being serious, "I really want Misato to cut on the beer so, I have a preposition to ask of you."

The penguin nodded and uttered a WARK-WARK, which meant.

"Me too kid. She's been competition at drinking lately and I really need beer in my system."

"So were gonna lock up the whole Yebisu stash in your freezer?"

Shinji said as Pen-pen curiously looked up at him, "WARK!"

"What? That will take lots of moving space, and I just lost a couple of pounds coz of her crazy cooking."

"Aww come one Pen-pen," he pleaded, "That means more beer for you."

The penguin weighed the situation before him and nodded his head.

"Ok that's done, only I can get the beers ok?"

The penguin did a mock salute and Shinji smiled, "So now I have to teach you something about rhythm."

Pen-pen cocked his head, "WARK?", "What the hell is a rhythm?'

"Just listen to this and you will know it was me."

The penguin nodded and Shinji carried him to the sink.

"Now Pen-pen remember when somebody knocked at your freezer's door, you must recognize this knock."
He then proceeded to teach him the moves for his rhythmic knock.

Flashback – END

Misato tried over and over again to coax Pen-pen out of his fridge but failed miserably. Lunch was served that day with no beer for the beer slave Major. With a simmering pot set down in front of the two ladies, the 3rd Child bowed down and opened it.

He cooked 1 pound of Baby back ribs with a special sauce that was taught by Daigo. With his roommates mouth watering he sets the table and looked at Misato's disappointed face.

'If only I had some beer and… ' her thoughts was interrupted when three six-packs of Yebisu landed in front of her.

"Just to let you know Misato," Shinji smiled, "I don't want you drunk when were still eating."

Asuka looked at Shinji in a different light now ever since the incident with Izumo a couple of weeks ago. Misato smiled as they all dig in the feast Shinji prepared.

"So the special occasion today is your comeback Shinji?" the 2nd Child asked.

"Not really," he scratched his head, "It was more like… umm… I really miss you two and I can't help cooking something good and different."
The two smiled as Shinji suddenly took a beer of can and opened it. Misato looked on as her young charge chugged it down with one up of the bottom.

"Since when did you start drinking?" the Major inquired.

"Well," he filled Pen-pen's bowl and laid it down for him near his chair, "I just felt like to… why is it that you asked?"

"Why? Do you remember that night we had on the fight with the tenth Angel?"

"Oh!" he said as he popped a slice of meat in his mouth, "How could I forget that."

They exchanged more stories as the lunch hour passed. Hiding the rest of the beer in Pen-pen's fridge and the left over foods at the now 'uninhabited' fridge cleaned the mess and called out to the ladies of the house.

"Misato! Asuka! I'll be going out for a while," his roommates called out from the living room and he stepped out the door.

Remembering something he called outside the window, "Asuka! Asuka!"

The porch door slid open and out came the red-head, "What is it Baka!"

"I want you to call everyone of our friends! Tell them to come over!"

"WHY!"

"We will have a party tonight! My treat!"

"Since when did you have money!?! Where will you get it? We won't get paid till were 18!"

"What's my father's wallet worth if I can't get some! Ok go tell them! Bye!"

He waved and ran out of sight.

She contemplated on what he said and thought, 'Is he gonna get money at Commander Ikari's expense? Nah.'

Geofront- Central Dogma

Gendo sat in front of his 'queen' sized table and stared at Shinji from across the room.

"Ah, so you're back at Major Katsuragi's custody. Did you had your fun?"

Shinji merely smirked as he walked in front of Gendo with the glasses he once gave him.

"You still had the glasses I gave you," the Commander stood up and came up to him, "I see you need something, what is it?"

"Money."
"You do not require money yet. And what will you need it for?"

"I'm having a party tonight and I need a ton o money."

"I won't give you a single yen.

"Aww come on Dad. You're the friggin Commander of NERV for Christ's sake. You can squeeze money out of every bank of Tokyo-03."

"Irrelevant."
"Very well," he frowned, "Want to test me?"

"Test? On what? You do not say in a fight again? What will be the bet then?"

"A ton o money for a five minute round."

"Make it ten I'll give you a half-mil of yen."

"Ok, but I'm warning you… I'm better that you are now father," the 3rd Child said as he looked up at his father's cold eyes.

Gendo shook his head and murmured, "We shall see, we shall see."

He took off his coat and both laid down their glasses, with his shirt gone Shinji charged.

Catching his father at the knee he used it as a booster and bolted up and kicked his father at the chin.

"AH! Blast!'

Gendo reared but caught Shinji's feet, he swiped it and his son fell face down. With a grunt he got up and gave Gendo two knees at his ribs. The Commander reared back and was hit in the face with a kick.

'Damn! I'm losing to my son… OW!'

He got his father again and this time Gendo's face really did hurt. Doing a roundhouse Gendo hits Shinji in the chin and he fell face down. With blood trickling in their lower lip Shinji willed adrenaline and rushed at Gendo. He was surprised to felt a few jabs at his chest before the Commander was thrown across the room and he landed on his table. Faking a knockout Shinji approached Gendo as his father's hand reached for him. The old Ikari caught his shirt and began pummeling him with punches.

Shinji also grabbed hold on his father's shirt and exchanged punches with him. Suddenly the door opened silently and the 3rd Child stopped as he felt the wind current shift.

"Who's there? Rei?"

Rei stood there uncaring as she approached the now bleeding Ikaris. He approached Gendo and scanned him and concluded.

"Commander, you are hurt. You must immerse yourself in the LCL."

She then turned her attention to Shinji, "You are also unwell Shinji-kun, I will escort you to the Infirmary."

The two Children were about to leave when Gendo suddenly stopped them.

"Shinji," he threw his wallet at him, "The pin code is 0711."

His son only nodded as Rei walked beside him. The door closed and Gendo took out Yui's picture.

"My beloved, Shinji is growing exactly as I want him to be. I am finally seeing myself in him once more."

And with a rare smile wiped the blood off his chin and held his beloved's picture at his chest.

"Wait a minute!" Gendo suddenly sat straight up, "My gold credit cards are in my wallet! Shinji!!! WAIT!!!"

Meanwhile Shinji smiled as they walked outside of NERV and see the contents of Gendo's wallet.

"Ooh goody! Look Rei, gold credit cards."

To be Continued

Authors Note:

SORRY FOR THE LONG UPDATE I GOT REALLY HOOKED ON PLAYING THE ONLINE GAME MU SORRY AGAIN

Thank you, for all the reviews but I'm really being pulled by the game so I'm sorry for the delays. But maybe if I feel a bit guilty because of the constructive reviews I might concentrate more on my fics.

Thank you all!

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JA NE!!!!!!!
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