Phoenix
A Beyblade fanfiction
Here's another chapter for my loyal readers!! Taking a moment to say thank you for reviewing!!
And since I've forget to do this every time...Standard disclaimers apply.
Please enjoy!
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"I can't believe I'm doing this..."
The entire stadium roared with laughter as Tyson made good on his bet and did the chicken dance in a chicken suit. Max was outright rolling on the floor, but Ray was just laughing.
Kia was biting her thumb to muffle her chuckles and grinning a little evilly.
Ha ha...now that's funny.
Yeah, I'm glad I thought of that, aren't you?
Yah. It's hilarious...Hey, someone's taping this, right?
Uh huh. I had Judy set up a camera.
Good, we have to make sure Tyson never lives this down.
Right.
With that Kia finally gave in and let a laugh escape. Tyson finished his dance and glared at Kia as he walked off of the platform. Ironic, isn't it, that the place where he suffered his worst humiliation ever was the place that he was most famous, no?
"Well, thank you Tyson for that *chuckle* inspiring dance," the announcer called. "Now then, are you ready to rip?!"
The audience roared in excitement. They couldn't wait to see this new blader that had won a match against Tyson and forced him to dance the chicken dance.
Judy had been unable to figure out a way to get Kai back, so the BBA had allowed her to replace Tyson and had gotten a running profile up on her stats already. Kia was now a registered member of the Bladebreakers.
Ooooh! Why does that idiot have to talk so much!
Anxious to blade, little flame?
Of course, you always are.
You're right, and that guy is quite an airhead.
No kidding.
Maybe you should tape his mouth shut...
Hey...that's a good idea if he doesn't shut up soon...
"Then let's get started!!!"
About time.
Ha ha...
"The first match is the Bladebreakers against a new team- the Joules!*"
Hearing their names called, the two teams approached the platform. The Joules, as their scientifically based name implied, were a team that used high-tech blades and blade parts. Only two of them had bit-beasts, one lightning based, the other flame based.
"Teams, please present your players for the first round!"
"Who wants to go?" Tyson asked his team, now back in street clothes.
"Ooooh...can I go?" Kia asked, looking excitedly towards the dish.
"No," Ray said, "You should go last."
"Why?!" Kia cried, crestfallen.
"Because, teams always play their strongest player –or at least who thinks they're the strongest player- last," Max said.
"So..." Kia asked thoughtfully, "Why has Tyson always gone last? Kai is much stronger than him..."
Tyson glared at her, "I am WAY stronger than that party-pooper."
Smack him please.
***SLAP!***
Thank you.
It was my pleasure.
"You KNOW Kai is much stronger than you, he's just too anxious to wait." Kia said.
"I'm stronger!" Tyson retorted.
"No you're not!"
"Yes I am!"
"Not!"
"Am!"
"Not!"
"Am!"
"Not-"
"I'll go first," Max said, cutting into and ending the argument.
"Okay, buddy," Ray said, "Good luck!"
Max nodded, "Thanks." He grinned and winked at Kia, "How about a kiss for luck?"
***SLAP!***
"Guess not, huh?" Max rubbed his red cheek and stepped up.
"Three two one- Let it rip!"
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Okay, that's all for now! Hope you enjoyed!!!
A Beyblade fanfiction
Here's another chapter for my loyal readers!! Taking a moment to say thank you for reviewing!!
And since I've forget to do this every time...Standard disclaimers apply.
Please enjoy!
--
"I can't believe I'm doing this..."
The entire stadium roared with laughter as Tyson made good on his bet and did the chicken dance in a chicken suit. Max was outright rolling on the floor, but Ray was just laughing.
Kia was biting her thumb to muffle her chuckles and grinning a little evilly.
Ha ha...now that's funny.
Yeah, I'm glad I thought of that, aren't you?
Yah. It's hilarious...Hey, someone's taping this, right?
Uh huh. I had Judy set up a camera.
Good, we have to make sure Tyson never lives this down.
Right.
With that Kia finally gave in and let a laugh escape. Tyson finished his dance and glared at Kia as he walked off of the platform. Ironic, isn't it, that the place where he suffered his worst humiliation ever was the place that he was most famous, no?
"Well, thank you Tyson for that *chuckle* inspiring dance," the announcer called. "Now then, are you ready to rip?!"
The audience roared in excitement. They couldn't wait to see this new blader that had won a match against Tyson and forced him to dance the chicken dance.
Judy had been unable to figure out a way to get Kai back, so the BBA had allowed her to replace Tyson and had gotten a running profile up on her stats already. Kia was now a registered member of the Bladebreakers.
Ooooh! Why does that idiot have to talk so much!
Anxious to blade, little flame?
Of course, you always are.
You're right, and that guy is quite an airhead.
No kidding.
Maybe you should tape his mouth shut...
Hey...that's a good idea if he doesn't shut up soon...
"Then let's get started!!!"
About time.
Ha ha...
"The first match is the Bladebreakers against a new team- the Joules!*"
Hearing their names called, the two teams approached the platform. The Joules, as their scientifically based name implied, were a team that used high-tech blades and blade parts. Only two of them had bit-beasts, one lightning based, the other flame based.
"Teams, please present your players for the first round!"
"Who wants to go?" Tyson asked his team, now back in street clothes.
"Ooooh...can I go?" Kia asked, looking excitedly towards the dish.
"No," Ray said, "You should go last."
"Why?!" Kia cried, crestfallen.
"Because, teams always play their strongest player –or at least who thinks they're the strongest player- last," Max said.
"So..." Kia asked thoughtfully, "Why has Tyson always gone last? Kai is much stronger than him..."
Tyson glared at her, "I am WAY stronger than that party-pooper."
Smack him please.
***SLAP!***
Thank you.
It was my pleasure.
"You KNOW Kai is much stronger than you, he's just too anxious to wait." Kia said.
"I'm stronger!" Tyson retorted.
"No you're not!"
"Yes I am!"
"Not!"
"Am!"
"Not!"
"Am!"
"Not-"
"I'll go first," Max said, cutting into and ending the argument.
"Okay, buddy," Ray said, "Good luck!"
Max nodded, "Thanks." He grinned and winked at Kia, "How about a kiss for luck?"
***SLAP!***
"Guess not, huh?" Max rubbed his red cheek and stepped up.
"Three two one- Let it rip!"
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Okay, that's all for now! Hope you enjoyed!!!