Smoochy: All right...you random people (if there are any people who are
currently reading this story!) should know that I shall be the only one
here today...since Neko and I take turns writing chapters. Also! Neko has a
much...odder view on life that I do...and even though she's older...sigh I seem
to act more mature... now aint that odd or what?
(Damn) Disclaimer: Holy mother of fucks! If we owned anything! Anything at all! Do you damn people think we would be here! Of course not! We'd be somewhere...uh...else!
When Hell Freezes Over...
Chapter Two: Tis Learnage Time!
"What're you staring at?" Sarah raised an eyebrow at the blonde boy who was oddly staring at her and Jen. "Got a problem with Canadians buddy?"
"Uh no! That's not what I meant..." Max laughed sheepishly and defensively waved his hands in front of his face.
"Alright then!" Jen joyously bounced up and down. That is before stopping and standing perfectly still. "I just forgot what I was going to say."
Sarah simply smacked her head with her hand, while the others just sat there...confused of course.
"Anyway!" Kenny finally broke the extremely awkward silence, "Firstly. Where are you two from?"
"Are you dense?" Sarah poked the small computer geek. "We're from Canada. That's why we're Canadian!"
"But why are you here? A random trip or something?" Tyson asked, after finally yanking his slobber covered hat from his mouth.
The two friends exchanged glances before Jen replied, "It's actually because we pissed off the bird lady."
"The bird lady?" Max repeated...confused once again.
"Yeah! You heard her...bird lady. Or in other words...our substitute teacher. I don't think she really enjoyed our company." Sarah pondered.
A grin spread across Jen's features as she laughed lightly, "Sarah, I don't think any substitute teacher enjoys our company."
After a long...oh and also awkward...silence Kenny decided to speak "Anyway...Max and I were meaning to ask you if you had any idea where Rei and Kai are."
Tyson tapped his chin with his finger in thought, "Um, no actually I have no clue."
"What a surprise." Sarah snickered over to Jen. "Hey isn't that the kitty dude Jen?"
"I believe so!" Jen laughed for no reason. "And Joe boy."
"Idea!" Sarah joyously jumped around.
Jen skipped over to her friend with a grin, "Meer?" and if you don't know what that means...in Jen's language, it can stand for many things. But in this case, what. Sarah leant over and whispered something quickly into her ear, before the two Canadians nodded and skipped over to the three boys.
"Proposition." They chorused.
"Oh no." Tyson mumbled. "What?"
"We give you candy..." Sarah began.
"And you let us tag along with you, since we're quite slow and can't find our way around...at all." Jen finished.
"Sounds good to me!" Max bellowed.
Tyson and Kenny exchanged glances. "Deal...as long as you give me back my jacket."
"No deal." Jen stubbornly turned her back to Tyson.
"There's no point in even trying..." Sarah mumbled into Tyson's ear. This of course...caused Tyson to mumbled under his breath...not gonna say what he said of course! Jebus people! You nosy little...all right not gonna finish that sentence. Anywho!
"Tyson...who are these girls again?" Kenny asked as quietly as possible.
The navy haired blader simply shrugged in response to his friend's question. "I basically know as much as you."
"Well let's go through what we do know!" Max remarked. Personally, he enjoyed the company of these two girls, since they were freely throwing candy at him.
"We know they're from Canada." Kenny added first.
"They're extremely odd." Tyson was second.
"And they give me candy!" Max beamed finally.
"Candy, candy, candy!" The two brunettes began chanting while skipping around.
Sarah then stopped and watched as her friend kept dancing, "Remind me never to do that again." She whispered over to Tyson and Kenny.
"Oh Sarah!" Jen snapped out of her dance and bounced over to her friend, "Did you bring our dradles?"
Sarah's brown orbs stared into space as she thought, "Um, I think so." She then flipped the dark blue backpack, which was on her shoulder onto the ground, and began rummaging through the many pockets. Her hand landed on a small bag, and she yanked it out into the open with a grin.
"Turns out I did bring them." She laughed.
Jen stood patiently until she got quite peeved, "Well you going to give me mine our shwat?" Sarah jumped and threw Jen an orange 'dradle'.
"Are you actually talking about those thingy's that those people use? And when you win you get a chocolate dime type thing?!" Max began poking at the object in Jen's palm.
"Oh no not those doo-dads. We mean...uh what's their actual names' again?" laughed Jen.
Sarah had to think about that one for a little while before pointing her finger to the heavens, "Beyblades! Oh I'm good! Do the dance! Do the dance...everybody look at your pants!" (AN: in case your wondering...that's from The Simpsons'...so no, I haven't finally lost it! But Neko has however...last Thursday...)
"You blade?" Tyson pushed his face up to Sarah's and quirked an eyebrow.
"No..." She answered with a straight face. "We just enjoy carrying these around for the pure hell of it..."
"Really?" Tyson calked his head to the right...actually believing her story.
"Of course not you dolt!" Sarah bonked him on the noggin with her fist.
Jen giggled slightly, "Man dumb people are entertaining."
"If I'm so dumb then why don't you battle me?" Tyson challenged the brunette.
"That wouldn't be fair idiot." Jen simply glared at the boy. "You have that bitty thingy...the dragon one..."
"Yeah! Non-fairness is against our rules of...dradling...I mean! Beyblading..." Sarah quickly corrected herself.
"Agreed! Once...ok more likely if...we ever get a bitty type thing...then we'll call you. All right? All right." Jen compromised.
"So where are you two from again?" The raven-haired blader asked for the second time.
"Canada." Sarah replied. See, Jen would've answered too...but she was sort of preoccupied...since Tyson was still trying (emphasize trying people) to get his jacket back.
"Tyson..." Sarah called. "I would just give up now if I were you."
Tyson huffed and crossed his arms, "Why?"
"Do you want to get whacked over the head again?" Sarah raised an eyebrow.
"NO!" Tyson boomed so loud a few birds flew from the trees. ( AN: Man I wish I could do that!)
Jen took out her precious happy face mallet and began stroking it, "Good old happy..."
Well! There you people go! The next chapter...and boy, did that take longer than expected. Hehe, I got a little preoccupied. Teehee. Yeah! Any who. Good old Neko shall be writing the next chappy! So um, yeah.... Review or else I shall send the evil head hunters after you! Boy I wish I actually had some headhunters...then that threat would be real...but it aint. But it would be quite grand if you people would review!
(Damn) Disclaimer: Holy mother of fucks! If we owned anything! Anything at all! Do you damn people think we would be here! Of course not! We'd be somewhere...uh...else!
When Hell Freezes Over...
Chapter Two: Tis Learnage Time!
"What're you staring at?" Sarah raised an eyebrow at the blonde boy who was oddly staring at her and Jen. "Got a problem with Canadians buddy?"
"Uh no! That's not what I meant..." Max laughed sheepishly and defensively waved his hands in front of his face.
"Alright then!" Jen joyously bounced up and down. That is before stopping and standing perfectly still. "I just forgot what I was going to say."
Sarah simply smacked her head with her hand, while the others just sat there...confused of course.
"Anyway!" Kenny finally broke the extremely awkward silence, "Firstly. Where are you two from?"
"Are you dense?" Sarah poked the small computer geek. "We're from Canada. That's why we're Canadian!"
"But why are you here? A random trip or something?" Tyson asked, after finally yanking his slobber covered hat from his mouth.
The two friends exchanged glances before Jen replied, "It's actually because we pissed off the bird lady."
"The bird lady?" Max repeated...confused once again.
"Yeah! You heard her...bird lady. Or in other words...our substitute teacher. I don't think she really enjoyed our company." Sarah pondered.
A grin spread across Jen's features as she laughed lightly, "Sarah, I don't think any substitute teacher enjoys our company."
After a long...oh and also awkward...silence Kenny decided to speak "Anyway...Max and I were meaning to ask you if you had any idea where Rei and Kai are."
Tyson tapped his chin with his finger in thought, "Um, no actually I have no clue."
"What a surprise." Sarah snickered over to Jen. "Hey isn't that the kitty dude Jen?"
"I believe so!" Jen laughed for no reason. "And Joe boy."
"Idea!" Sarah joyously jumped around.
Jen skipped over to her friend with a grin, "Meer?" and if you don't know what that means...in Jen's language, it can stand for many things. But in this case, what. Sarah leant over and whispered something quickly into her ear, before the two Canadians nodded and skipped over to the three boys.
"Proposition." They chorused.
"Oh no." Tyson mumbled. "What?"
"We give you candy..." Sarah began.
"And you let us tag along with you, since we're quite slow and can't find our way around...at all." Jen finished.
"Sounds good to me!" Max bellowed.
Tyson and Kenny exchanged glances. "Deal...as long as you give me back my jacket."
"No deal." Jen stubbornly turned her back to Tyson.
"There's no point in even trying..." Sarah mumbled into Tyson's ear. This of course...caused Tyson to mumbled under his breath...not gonna say what he said of course! Jebus people! You nosy little...all right not gonna finish that sentence. Anywho!
"Tyson...who are these girls again?" Kenny asked as quietly as possible.
The navy haired blader simply shrugged in response to his friend's question. "I basically know as much as you."
"Well let's go through what we do know!" Max remarked. Personally, he enjoyed the company of these two girls, since they were freely throwing candy at him.
"We know they're from Canada." Kenny added first.
"They're extremely odd." Tyson was second.
"And they give me candy!" Max beamed finally.
"Candy, candy, candy!" The two brunettes began chanting while skipping around.
Sarah then stopped and watched as her friend kept dancing, "Remind me never to do that again." She whispered over to Tyson and Kenny.
"Oh Sarah!" Jen snapped out of her dance and bounced over to her friend, "Did you bring our dradles?"
Sarah's brown orbs stared into space as she thought, "Um, I think so." She then flipped the dark blue backpack, which was on her shoulder onto the ground, and began rummaging through the many pockets. Her hand landed on a small bag, and she yanked it out into the open with a grin.
"Turns out I did bring them." She laughed.
Jen stood patiently until she got quite peeved, "Well you going to give me mine our shwat?" Sarah jumped and threw Jen an orange 'dradle'.
"Are you actually talking about those thingy's that those people use? And when you win you get a chocolate dime type thing?!" Max began poking at the object in Jen's palm.
"Oh no not those doo-dads. We mean...uh what's their actual names' again?" laughed Jen.
Sarah had to think about that one for a little while before pointing her finger to the heavens, "Beyblades! Oh I'm good! Do the dance! Do the dance...everybody look at your pants!" (AN: in case your wondering...that's from The Simpsons'...so no, I haven't finally lost it! But Neko has however...last Thursday...)
"You blade?" Tyson pushed his face up to Sarah's and quirked an eyebrow.
"No..." She answered with a straight face. "We just enjoy carrying these around for the pure hell of it..."
"Really?" Tyson calked his head to the right...actually believing her story.
"Of course not you dolt!" Sarah bonked him on the noggin with her fist.
Jen giggled slightly, "Man dumb people are entertaining."
"If I'm so dumb then why don't you battle me?" Tyson challenged the brunette.
"That wouldn't be fair idiot." Jen simply glared at the boy. "You have that bitty thingy...the dragon one..."
"Yeah! Non-fairness is against our rules of...dradling...I mean! Beyblading..." Sarah quickly corrected herself.
"Agreed! Once...ok more likely if...we ever get a bitty type thing...then we'll call you. All right? All right." Jen compromised.
"So where are you two from again?" The raven-haired blader asked for the second time.
"Canada." Sarah replied. See, Jen would've answered too...but she was sort of preoccupied...since Tyson was still trying (emphasize trying people) to get his jacket back.
"Tyson..." Sarah called. "I would just give up now if I were you."
Tyson huffed and crossed his arms, "Why?"
"Do you want to get whacked over the head again?" Sarah raised an eyebrow.
"NO!" Tyson boomed so loud a few birds flew from the trees. ( AN: Man I wish I could do that!)
Jen took out her precious happy face mallet and began stroking it, "Good old happy..."
Well! There you people go! The next chapter...and boy, did that take longer than expected. Hehe, I got a little preoccupied. Teehee. Yeah! Any who. Good old Neko shall be writing the next chappy! So um, yeah.... Review or else I shall send the evil head hunters after you! Boy I wish I actually had some headhunters...then that threat would be real...but it aint. But it would be quite grand if you people would review!
