Hello again! This is really not typical of me, but I'm updating after only
a day. So read on and enjoy!
*BATTLE 1*:
'Today is the day!' Madison thought excitedly as she drove through the streets of San Francisco with her grandmother. Unable to concentrate on all of the beautiful seaside scenery, Madison could hardly sit still as they parked on the street in front of Piffle Princess U.S.A. As soon as the car stopped rolling, she bounced out of her seat and onto the sidewalk to wait impatiently for her grandmother to join her.
"My, aren't we excited?" her grandmother chuckled, her golden brown face crinkling up in a smile. Madison had always thought that her grandmother was one of the most beautiful women she knew. She had bright light brown eyes that constantly sparkled in laughter, and youth and energy exuded from every pore. Madison thought that when she got old, then she'd like to be like her grandmother.
"Sorry, but I can't help it, Gramma," Madison giggled as she led the elderly woman to the entrance of Piffle Princess.
"I'm not that old, darling. You go ahead; I'll catch up." Madison hugged her grandmother before disappearing into the store.
Piffle Princess U.S.A. was unlike any other shop around. It was a relatively new project, boasting toys from the top of the line in Japan. The store itself was cute and fluffy, with spotless white floors and pale pink shelves and yellow swirly wings decorating everything, from the door handles on the huge glass doors of the entrance, to the tops of the cash registers. The official Piffle Princess logo smiled out at customers from every possible place, not excluding the main entrance. All of the clerks wore white aprons with the Piffle Princess logo on them as they rushed around trying to accommodate the rush of customers trying to snag the latest new toy: Angel Eggs.
Madison had been to Piffle Princess U.S.A. a few times before and normally she would stop and look around, but this was a special occasion. Quickly scanning the aisles, Madison noted that most of the huge crowd was concentrated in front of what was obviously the Angelic Layer display. The mob looked a little vicious as they secured the Angel Eggs in question.
"This is not going to be easy," Madison said to herself, watching anxiously at the edge of the crowd. At the rate the Eggs were disappearing, she began to worry that she wouldn't get her hands on one in time.
A store clerk climbed on the counter with a megaphone and began shouting: "Don't forget folks! You need the essentials to go with your Angel Eggs! Right this way!" The clerk pointed to a special counter for Angelic Layer supplies, and the crowd pushed past Madison, who avoided being trampled by pressing herself against the shelves.
When the coast was clear, Madison cautiously approached the now empty shelves. She couldn't see a single Angel Egg anywhere within the vicinity. Tears welled up in her eyes. 'All of the saving, and for what? They're all gone.' Before she could start to sob, she felt a tap on her shoulder.
"Hey." She turned around to see the clerk that had been yelling smiling at her.
"Hello," Madison replied, whisking the tears off her cheeks with the back of her hand.
"Looks as if you lost out, kiddo."
"Yeah, but... it's okay. I guess I can wait awhile. This kind of stuff always happens to me. I should be used to it by now." Madison smiled a sad smile as she fell silent.
It was always like this with her. Just because things didn't work out even when she tried, she cried. Ever since she could remember, she was always the one to burst into tears if provoked by the least amount of emotion. Lately, she had decided that constant tears were never going to solve her problems.
'I promised myself that I wouldn't cry for everything anymore', she thought dejectedly. But I can't help it. I was really hoping to get my Angel Egg today.'
The clerk, who's nametag read Ryoko, looked critically at Madison before turning to go.
Madison was left alone and didn't notice that her grandmother had come up behind her until she put her hands gently on her granddaughter's shoulders.
"Let's go, honey. You'll get your Egg another time," she said quietly, leading the girl towards the door.
"HEY! DON'T GO! WAIT!!!" The two turned to see a panting Ryoko rushing towards them, her arms seemingly folded behind her back. The girl went back to her, looking at the clerk quizzically.
"I think this is for you." Ryoko pulled an Angel Egg from behind her back and handed it to Madison.
"But-- I thought--" she stuttered. Ryoko laughed.
"I couldn't stop the crowd, and our next full shipment of Angel Eggs got delayed until who knows when, so I thought that I should do you this small favor, no strings attached."
"But--"
"Besides, I know what it's like to be disappointed. So take it. You look as if you deserve it."
The girl blinked, and tears gathered in her eyes. "Thank you... um..." she half whispered.
"Call me Ryoko." Madison nodded shortly and then threw her arms around Ryoko.
"You rock, Ryoko! Thank you so much!" she exclaimed, squeezing tight, then dashing off to the Angelic Layer counter to grab the supplies she needed, then jetted over to the checkout. The cashier smiled at her enthusiasm as he scanned each of the items and bagged them in a huge pink bag with the Piffle Princess logo on it.
"Here you go, miss. Hope you enjoy your Angel," he said, handing her the bag. Madison took it and thanked him, then she ran to meet her grandmother, who was waiting at the door with Ryoko.
"Thanks again Ryoko. You have no idea how much this means to me," Madison gushed.
Ryoko smiled. "I think I do," she said, gently pushing the girl out the door. "Now go on home and make the best Angel that you can. And come back anytime you have questions, okay?"
"Will do! Bye!" Madison waved at Ryoko as she got into the car with her grandmother. As they drove away, Madison clutched the bag handles anxiously. She couldn't wait until she got home to create her Angel.
"I think we may have found her. She might be the one we're looking for. I better call Chief Icchan an let him know about this right away," Ryoko said, watching the girl go.
*END OF BATTLE 1*
What does Icchan have to do with this? The only way to find out is to KEEP READING! Otherwise, you'll be in the dark. Well, leave that review and keep watching for updates, which will hopefully come more often now that I'm off of school. LATERZ!!!
*BATTLE 1*:
'Today is the day!' Madison thought excitedly as she drove through the streets of San Francisco with her grandmother. Unable to concentrate on all of the beautiful seaside scenery, Madison could hardly sit still as they parked on the street in front of Piffle Princess U.S.A. As soon as the car stopped rolling, she bounced out of her seat and onto the sidewalk to wait impatiently for her grandmother to join her.
"My, aren't we excited?" her grandmother chuckled, her golden brown face crinkling up in a smile. Madison had always thought that her grandmother was one of the most beautiful women she knew. She had bright light brown eyes that constantly sparkled in laughter, and youth and energy exuded from every pore. Madison thought that when she got old, then she'd like to be like her grandmother.
"Sorry, but I can't help it, Gramma," Madison giggled as she led the elderly woman to the entrance of Piffle Princess.
"I'm not that old, darling. You go ahead; I'll catch up." Madison hugged her grandmother before disappearing into the store.
Piffle Princess U.S.A. was unlike any other shop around. It was a relatively new project, boasting toys from the top of the line in Japan. The store itself was cute and fluffy, with spotless white floors and pale pink shelves and yellow swirly wings decorating everything, from the door handles on the huge glass doors of the entrance, to the tops of the cash registers. The official Piffle Princess logo smiled out at customers from every possible place, not excluding the main entrance. All of the clerks wore white aprons with the Piffle Princess logo on them as they rushed around trying to accommodate the rush of customers trying to snag the latest new toy: Angel Eggs.
Madison had been to Piffle Princess U.S.A. a few times before and normally she would stop and look around, but this was a special occasion. Quickly scanning the aisles, Madison noted that most of the huge crowd was concentrated in front of what was obviously the Angelic Layer display. The mob looked a little vicious as they secured the Angel Eggs in question.
"This is not going to be easy," Madison said to herself, watching anxiously at the edge of the crowd. At the rate the Eggs were disappearing, she began to worry that she wouldn't get her hands on one in time.
A store clerk climbed on the counter with a megaphone and began shouting: "Don't forget folks! You need the essentials to go with your Angel Eggs! Right this way!" The clerk pointed to a special counter for Angelic Layer supplies, and the crowd pushed past Madison, who avoided being trampled by pressing herself against the shelves.
When the coast was clear, Madison cautiously approached the now empty shelves. She couldn't see a single Angel Egg anywhere within the vicinity. Tears welled up in her eyes. 'All of the saving, and for what? They're all gone.' Before she could start to sob, she felt a tap on her shoulder.
"Hey." She turned around to see the clerk that had been yelling smiling at her.
"Hello," Madison replied, whisking the tears off her cheeks with the back of her hand.
"Looks as if you lost out, kiddo."
"Yeah, but... it's okay. I guess I can wait awhile. This kind of stuff always happens to me. I should be used to it by now." Madison smiled a sad smile as she fell silent.
It was always like this with her. Just because things didn't work out even when she tried, she cried. Ever since she could remember, she was always the one to burst into tears if provoked by the least amount of emotion. Lately, she had decided that constant tears were never going to solve her problems.
'I promised myself that I wouldn't cry for everything anymore', she thought dejectedly. But I can't help it. I was really hoping to get my Angel Egg today.'
The clerk, who's nametag read Ryoko, looked critically at Madison before turning to go.
Madison was left alone and didn't notice that her grandmother had come up behind her until she put her hands gently on her granddaughter's shoulders.
"Let's go, honey. You'll get your Egg another time," she said quietly, leading the girl towards the door.
"HEY! DON'T GO! WAIT!!!" The two turned to see a panting Ryoko rushing towards them, her arms seemingly folded behind her back. The girl went back to her, looking at the clerk quizzically.
"I think this is for you." Ryoko pulled an Angel Egg from behind her back and handed it to Madison.
"But-- I thought--" she stuttered. Ryoko laughed.
"I couldn't stop the crowd, and our next full shipment of Angel Eggs got delayed until who knows when, so I thought that I should do you this small favor, no strings attached."
"But--"
"Besides, I know what it's like to be disappointed. So take it. You look as if you deserve it."
The girl blinked, and tears gathered in her eyes. "Thank you... um..." she half whispered.
"Call me Ryoko." Madison nodded shortly and then threw her arms around Ryoko.
"You rock, Ryoko! Thank you so much!" she exclaimed, squeezing tight, then dashing off to the Angelic Layer counter to grab the supplies she needed, then jetted over to the checkout. The cashier smiled at her enthusiasm as he scanned each of the items and bagged them in a huge pink bag with the Piffle Princess logo on it.
"Here you go, miss. Hope you enjoy your Angel," he said, handing her the bag. Madison took it and thanked him, then she ran to meet her grandmother, who was waiting at the door with Ryoko.
"Thanks again Ryoko. You have no idea how much this means to me," Madison gushed.
Ryoko smiled. "I think I do," she said, gently pushing the girl out the door. "Now go on home and make the best Angel that you can. And come back anytime you have questions, okay?"
"Will do! Bye!" Madison waved at Ryoko as she got into the car with her grandmother. As they drove away, Madison clutched the bag handles anxiously. She couldn't wait until she got home to create her Angel.
"I think we may have found her. She might be the one we're looking for. I better call Chief Icchan an let him know about this right away," Ryoko said, watching the girl go.
*END OF BATTLE 1*
What does Icchan have to do with this? The only way to find out is to KEEP READING! Otherwise, you'll be in the dark. Well, leave that review and keep watching for updates, which will hopefully come more often now that I'm off of school. LATERZ!!!