In Love and Trust
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Author's Note: Hi, and thank you once again for the reviews! Fighting scenes are real hard, but fluffy scenes are so much harder! (Sigh) I just re-read my story, you know, just for reference to see if I had any loose ends to tie up that I didn't notice. As for their grandmother...Would she live? Do they have enough time to get to their destination and find whatever 'key' their father's talking about??? I mean, honestly, what was I THINKING when I made this plot? (Pauses to think, then grins.) Oh yeah, at school, in math class, bored while trying to solve a particular trigonometry question. I see...
Anyway, this will be a small break of a chappie, so I hope you like. (Passes out from tension)
Disclaimer: I, Candide Avedo do not own anything that has to do with Beyblade.
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No Time For Rest
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"This must be the note that Greg had tried to give to us when we went shopping." said Queen, as they walked back through the halls. "He threw it on the ground, and we forgot about it."
"He can't be serious, can he?" asked Kai, on her right. "Find a 'Key' to the inheritance? So do you even know what it looks like?"
Kai and King had taken the time to take the information in, and was now discussing the key points in the letter. Much of their tension had long worn off, but not long before a new problem arose.
"No, that's the problem." answered King. hands in his pockets. "We didn't even know there was an inheritance for us. I probably wouldn't care, but there's a life on the line, and we only have two days to get back home and find it."
"Get back home?" asked Kai, raising his eyebrows. "What do you mean?"
"Ride a plane. Get a ride. Go. Home." said King, as though trying to explain to a four year old that dresses were for girls.
"I know what you meant, but do you even know what you're up against?"
"No." said King and Queen in unison. The both shrugged, but not before sharing a look that they both acknowledged.
"Figures." muttered Kai, and the ballroom doors were in sight as they rounded a corner. "Let's go get the others, we need to talk about this."
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"Want a drink, you two?" asked Miriam, as they headed to the refreshment table.
"Sure, I think we have time, right, Ray?" asked Max, eyeing the heavily sugared punch. "I mean, it's only what, eight o'clock?"
Ray glanced around the ballroom, and was not surprised that many people were still on the dance floor, dancing to a different band. On a far table, a crowd of approximately twelve people were talking spiritedly, laughing occasionally.
"Actually, it's eleven thirty, but you don't mind, right, Ray?" said Salima, handing him a glass.
Ray blinked, but smiled, reaching out to take the glass, and Max reached out for his. "Sure, I think there's a lot of time-"
"Come on Ray, Max, no time for that, let's go." said Kai, suddenly passing in between Max, and Ray, grabbing their outstretched arms, and dragging them away.
"W-what are you doing-" stuttered Miriam, watching Ray and Max being pulled into the crowd, with King and Queen not too far behind.
"Uh, I guess til next time..." said Salima, biting her lip, and turning to Miriam. "Wonder what that was all about?"
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"So anyways, Mr Dickensen, I was wondering, maybe a new tournament is going to be held-"
"Come on, Kenny, time to go." Kai had also grabbed Kenny's arm, dragging him along, with King, Queen, Ray, and Max in tail. "Bye Mr. Dickensen, enjoy the rest of your party."
"W-What is the meaning of this?! Kai? Kai?" Kenny struggled, but to no avail, finally giving up, allowing Kai to lead him over to the dance floor.
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"Tyson...."
"Hm?...Yes, Hilary?"
".......You're stepping on my foot again."
"Oops, sorry, Hilary."
"Hey, um, Tyson?"
"Yes, Hilary?"
Hilary gently pressed against him, as they slowly revolved on the spot, waiting for an old couple to waltz through them. Blushing lightly, she rested her head on Tyson's shoulder, sighing. Tyson looked puzzled, but he waited.
"I-"
A tap to his shoulder.
Frustrated, Tyson turned around. "What?"
Kai narrowed his eyes. "Come on you two, we have to go."
"Now?" whined Hilary.
"Yes, now."
"Aw but one more song, come on, really, one more song-"
"Come on, Hilary." said Queen.
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They had to wait for King to call their limo to pick them up, which had only taken a few minutes. Until then, Kai, King and Queen had refused to answer any of their questions, regarding their early departure.
"Okay, so what's the big deal with dragging us home?" asked Tyson, as they all crowded around the kitchen, still in their formal clothing. He glared at Kai, King and Queen, who stood calm. "You had better had a good reason."
The others nodded vigorously, even Kenny managed a small nod.
"We're going to Greece." said Kai bluntly.
"Greece??" repeated Max blankly.
"Just listen-" Kai began.
"Why Greece?" asked Ray, confused.
"Hang on-"
"Isn't that expensive?" added Kenny.
"Wait-"
"Is this about a new tournament? Cause I feel the need to kick some Greek ass-" said Tyson.
"NO, Tyson. That's not the reason why." said Kai, remaining a cool and collected face. "If you would shut it for just a minute, maybe I will tell you, and hope that you all can put two and two together."
Kai then turned to King.
"Will you pass me the letter?"
King said nothing, and gave it to him.
"Okay, now if you would just listen."
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The whole explanation took approximately half an hour, not including the interruptions from some who decided to take a trip to the loo, and they had to explain things all over again. Hot chocolates were soon served, and they too, were gone, before anyone had agreed on a plan.
"Kenny, I think you should be the one to phone the airport to book the next flight. Tell them to save seats for eight people." said Kai, as they all began to leave the kitchen to pack.
"But how are we going to pay for all of-"
"Just tell them to bill it on me, okay? But tell us what time the next flight is as soon as you get it."
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There was no time for talk, or any other distractions. It was get there on time, or be left behind. Taking time to think or even talk about what happened in the party was out of the question.
"Queen, why did you-WHY did you dump those in? They were new!" exclaimed Hilary, peeking into the garbage basket in their room.
"They are not worth the blisters, Hilary, now come on, we need to pack up quick-Do you have an extra bag?" asked Queen, who was quickly bustling around the room, putting in some random items of hers.
"Well, I just thought that it was a waste, that's all." Hilary shrugged, handing Queen a duffel bag before returning to pack her own items.
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"Max, have you seen my shirt with that blue stripe-"
"No, Tyson, I haven't, did you check your closet?"
".......Hehe, yeah, I think that was the last place I put it in...."
Tyson stuffed a white t-shirt with a blue stripe into his bag, and looked inside. "Let's see...Toothbrush, check, towel, check, candy, check, camera, check...."
"Tyson, I doubt you're going to need a camera." said Ray, closing his own bag. "Hurry up, cause we have to leave soon."
"I know, I know, but I'm so tired, why can't we just sleep for a few minutes?"
"The plane leaves in an hour, now you don't want to be left behind, now do you?"
".......Hurry up, Max!"
"....I'm already done. Quick, Tyson, everyone's getting on the limo now! At least we don't have to cram inside for half an hour!"
It was a big relief that the limo driver was still in their service, or they would have to all be squished into Kai's car.
Everything was done in a rush as the had to change, pack, and grab some spending money, all in the time span of twenty minutes. Kenny then reminded Tyson to write a note to Grandpa, just in case he got back before they did, on where they were, and when they were expected to be home. Other than that, there was nothing else to do, besides get in the limo, and hope that the intersections didn't cause trouble.
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Crowds parted as the group dragged their hurriedly packed stuff over to the counter where they would be acknowledged.
"Party of eight, destination, Athens, Greece." said Kenny promptly, surrounded by his tired companions.
A woman at the desk with her hair in a tight bun looked up at them, her lips set in a tight line.
"Hiwatari?" she inquired, taking a wad of tickets from under the counter.
"Yup, that would be us." said Kenny brightly, holding his hand out, and the lady reluctantly handed them over.
"Alright then, please put the bags on the conveyor belt, and welcome to Olympic Airways. Please go and wait at gate twelve. Thank you."
One by one they piled their bags on the conveyor belt, watching it disappear through a small chute.
"Gate twelve?" repeated Ray, staring around at the deserted airport. "Any idea where that is?"
King, who had been the one of the only people listening, ( The others were too busy daydreaming of fluffy pillows and warm beds. )
"Over to the left, that's where Queen and I came through when we arrived." he said, pointing. It was just as deserted, seeing as it was in the middle of the night, only the faraway sounds of the airplanes taking to the sky.
"Let's go then." agreed Ray, and glanced at the others. "Hey, if you guys don't move it, we might be late, and we're going to have to wait for the next plane to catch, and you don't want that."
No one argued. Weird.
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After half an hour later they had taken a whole row in the airplane. King sat next to the window in the left side of the plane. Queen sat beside him near the aisle, and right across from her sat Kai, who sat beside Ray, who sat beside Kenny, who was beside Hilary. Another aisle separated her from Tyson, sitting next to Max, who was next to the window all the way in the other side of the plane. Overall, you could tell where all the noise in the plane was coming from.
"Please fasten your seatbelts, we are getting ready for takeoff-" went the stewardess, passing them.
"Okay, I guess we should fasten them, huh?" said Ray, fastening the belt.
Kenny nodded, pulling on his white seatbelt.
Ray went headfirst onto his lap.
"Uh, Kenny, that's not your seatbelt."
"Whops, sorry, Ray, I should check next time, huh?"
He sheepishly smiled, handing back Ray's hair.
"Are you okay, Queen?" asked King, turning back to her after getting tired from staring out of his window. He had been watching the land outside move backwards faster and faster.
"Yeah, just trying to relax, that's all." she gave him a grin. "Can't wait to see home again, though."
The plane sped up, and it was not long before they were climbing up to the sky. The city had become nothing but tiny dots of light, as they climbed higher. The stars remained distant. Soon it was safe to take off their seatbelts again. They wouldn't have to worry about that til another seventeen hours. ( A.N. I do not know how long it really takes to get to Greece, nor do I know if they take a stop over. )
It was not long before food was being brought out, given the choice of fish, or chicken, which came with rice, and steamed vegetables at the side. Drinks was also served at the same time, along with desserts.
Queen, who had gone to the washroom had missed the chance to pick between chicken, or fish.
"Fish, King?" she asked, raising an eyebrow after she had taken a good look inside. "Don't tell me you'd forgotten that I can't eat cod."
King, who had been taking his first bite of his own cod paused, and, and swallowed.
"I guess I did, but you can bring it back, can't you?" he said, taking in a carrot.
"No, I already opened it." said Queen, opening the untensils packet. "Oh, well, I guess I can try to-"
"Take mine."
Queen looked up as she was about to take a bite, only to find an unopened tray in front of her.
"Kai, I-"
"Take it already." Kai said, pushing the tray in front of her further.
Queen gaped, as Kai sat back down, folding his arms. She stared at the two trays in front of her.
"Then we trade." she replied, placing hers in front of him.
"I'm not hungry." Kai protested, ignoring the growling in his stomach.
"I don't believe you." Queen sat back down, and began to eat, all the while staring at him from the corner of her eye, watching him eat her fish.
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All of them had fallen asleep except for Hilary, Max, and Tyson.
"Air Force One?" said Hilary blankly, as she watched the previews. "Isn't this movie kinda inappropriate for this kind of environment?"
"Meh, I try not to worry about that." said Tyson, on the other side of the aisle. "Think about it, the chances of that actually happening are really slim. I mean, who would actually hijack a plane with guns already stashed in some place, and some illegal stuff undetected?"
"Hey, I was just wondering." said Hilary, thought she relaxed just a tad bit.
"Yeah, just enjoy the movie, who knows when we'll be able to get a free trip again." Tyson put his arms over his head. "Not even a single person looks suspicious here." he then looked behind his chair. "See? There's an old man with his dentures falling out, oh, that's not good...Oh wait, his wife caught it...There's a hamster eating a cookie, oh, and a there's a gun pointing at my face."
?!?!?!?!?!?!
"........That's nice." said Hilary, watching a building blow up. "....What?"
"There's. A. Gun. In. My. Face." said Tyson, trying to stay calm, while pointing at a black shiny object.
Hilary'e eyes widened, and slowly turned to where Tyson was pointing.
And she snorted.
"Tyson, that's not a gun. That's just an umbrella." she turned around, watching as a big jumbo jet appeared on the screen. "Just watch the movie."
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C.A.: Hey, I just got back from my vacation, I am really sorry, but it took a longer time, because we had company over for three straight days. Then my friend had a birthday party, which was fun. (Sigh) This will probably the last non serious chapter. I think.
But I can sort of understand...TWO WEEKS. I know, I really screwed up again. I just had so many distractions... This was short, too. Not as many words.
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Author's Note: Hi, and thank you once again for the reviews! Fighting scenes are real hard, but fluffy scenes are so much harder! (Sigh) I just re-read my story, you know, just for reference to see if I had any loose ends to tie up that I didn't notice. As for their grandmother...Would she live? Do they have enough time to get to their destination and find whatever 'key' their father's talking about??? I mean, honestly, what was I THINKING when I made this plot? (Pauses to think, then grins.) Oh yeah, at school, in math class, bored while trying to solve a particular trigonometry question. I see...
Anyway, this will be a small break of a chappie, so I hope you like. (Passes out from tension)
Disclaimer: I, Candide Avedo do not own anything that has to do with Beyblade.
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No Time For Rest
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"This must be the note that Greg had tried to give to us when we went shopping." said Queen, as they walked back through the halls. "He threw it on the ground, and we forgot about it."
"He can't be serious, can he?" asked Kai, on her right. "Find a 'Key' to the inheritance? So do you even know what it looks like?"
Kai and King had taken the time to take the information in, and was now discussing the key points in the letter. Much of their tension had long worn off, but not long before a new problem arose.
"No, that's the problem." answered King. hands in his pockets. "We didn't even know there was an inheritance for us. I probably wouldn't care, but there's a life on the line, and we only have two days to get back home and find it."
"Get back home?" asked Kai, raising his eyebrows. "What do you mean?"
"Ride a plane. Get a ride. Go. Home." said King, as though trying to explain to a four year old that dresses were for girls.
"I know what you meant, but do you even know what you're up against?"
"No." said King and Queen in unison. The both shrugged, but not before sharing a look that they both acknowledged.
"Figures." muttered Kai, and the ballroom doors were in sight as they rounded a corner. "Let's go get the others, we need to talk about this."
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"Want a drink, you two?" asked Miriam, as they headed to the refreshment table.
"Sure, I think we have time, right, Ray?" asked Max, eyeing the heavily sugared punch. "I mean, it's only what, eight o'clock?"
Ray glanced around the ballroom, and was not surprised that many people were still on the dance floor, dancing to a different band. On a far table, a crowd of approximately twelve people were talking spiritedly, laughing occasionally.
"Actually, it's eleven thirty, but you don't mind, right, Ray?" said Salima, handing him a glass.
Ray blinked, but smiled, reaching out to take the glass, and Max reached out for his. "Sure, I think there's a lot of time-"
"Come on Ray, Max, no time for that, let's go." said Kai, suddenly passing in between Max, and Ray, grabbing their outstretched arms, and dragging them away.
"W-what are you doing-" stuttered Miriam, watching Ray and Max being pulled into the crowd, with King and Queen not too far behind.
"Uh, I guess til next time..." said Salima, biting her lip, and turning to Miriam. "Wonder what that was all about?"
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"So anyways, Mr Dickensen, I was wondering, maybe a new tournament is going to be held-"
"Come on, Kenny, time to go." Kai had also grabbed Kenny's arm, dragging him along, with King, Queen, Ray, and Max in tail. "Bye Mr. Dickensen, enjoy the rest of your party."
"W-What is the meaning of this?! Kai? Kai?" Kenny struggled, but to no avail, finally giving up, allowing Kai to lead him over to the dance floor.
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"Tyson...."
"Hm?...Yes, Hilary?"
".......You're stepping on my foot again."
"Oops, sorry, Hilary."
"Hey, um, Tyson?"
"Yes, Hilary?"
Hilary gently pressed against him, as they slowly revolved on the spot, waiting for an old couple to waltz through them. Blushing lightly, she rested her head on Tyson's shoulder, sighing. Tyson looked puzzled, but he waited.
"I-"
A tap to his shoulder.
Frustrated, Tyson turned around. "What?"
Kai narrowed his eyes. "Come on you two, we have to go."
"Now?" whined Hilary.
"Yes, now."
"Aw but one more song, come on, really, one more song-"
"Come on, Hilary." said Queen.
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They had to wait for King to call their limo to pick them up, which had only taken a few minutes. Until then, Kai, King and Queen had refused to answer any of their questions, regarding their early departure.
"Okay, so what's the big deal with dragging us home?" asked Tyson, as they all crowded around the kitchen, still in their formal clothing. He glared at Kai, King and Queen, who stood calm. "You had better had a good reason."
The others nodded vigorously, even Kenny managed a small nod.
"We're going to Greece." said Kai bluntly.
"Greece??" repeated Max blankly.
"Just listen-" Kai began.
"Why Greece?" asked Ray, confused.
"Hang on-"
"Isn't that expensive?" added Kenny.
"Wait-"
"Is this about a new tournament? Cause I feel the need to kick some Greek ass-" said Tyson.
"NO, Tyson. That's not the reason why." said Kai, remaining a cool and collected face. "If you would shut it for just a minute, maybe I will tell you, and hope that you all can put two and two together."
Kai then turned to King.
"Will you pass me the letter?"
King said nothing, and gave it to him.
"Okay, now if you would just listen."
-
The whole explanation took approximately half an hour, not including the interruptions from some who decided to take a trip to the loo, and they had to explain things all over again. Hot chocolates were soon served, and they too, were gone, before anyone had agreed on a plan.
"Kenny, I think you should be the one to phone the airport to book the next flight. Tell them to save seats for eight people." said Kai, as they all began to leave the kitchen to pack.
"But how are we going to pay for all of-"
"Just tell them to bill it on me, okay? But tell us what time the next flight is as soon as you get it."
-
There was no time for talk, or any other distractions. It was get there on time, or be left behind. Taking time to think or even talk about what happened in the party was out of the question.
"Queen, why did you-WHY did you dump those in? They were new!" exclaimed Hilary, peeking into the garbage basket in their room.
"They are not worth the blisters, Hilary, now come on, we need to pack up quick-Do you have an extra bag?" asked Queen, who was quickly bustling around the room, putting in some random items of hers.
"Well, I just thought that it was a waste, that's all." Hilary shrugged, handing Queen a duffel bag before returning to pack her own items.
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"Max, have you seen my shirt with that blue stripe-"
"No, Tyson, I haven't, did you check your closet?"
".......Hehe, yeah, I think that was the last place I put it in...."
Tyson stuffed a white t-shirt with a blue stripe into his bag, and looked inside. "Let's see...Toothbrush, check, towel, check, candy, check, camera, check...."
"Tyson, I doubt you're going to need a camera." said Ray, closing his own bag. "Hurry up, cause we have to leave soon."
"I know, I know, but I'm so tired, why can't we just sleep for a few minutes?"
"The plane leaves in an hour, now you don't want to be left behind, now do you?"
".......Hurry up, Max!"
"....I'm already done. Quick, Tyson, everyone's getting on the limo now! At least we don't have to cram inside for half an hour!"
It was a big relief that the limo driver was still in their service, or they would have to all be squished into Kai's car.
Everything was done in a rush as the had to change, pack, and grab some spending money, all in the time span of twenty minutes. Kenny then reminded Tyson to write a note to Grandpa, just in case he got back before they did, on where they were, and when they were expected to be home. Other than that, there was nothing else to do, besides get in the limo, and hope that the intersections didn't cause trouble.
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Crowds parted as the group dragged their hurriedly packed stuff over to the counter where they would be acknowledged.
"Party of eight, destination, Athens, Greece." said Kenny promptly, surrounded by his tired companions.
A woman at the desk with her hair in a tight bun looked up at them, her lips set in a tight line.
"Hiwatari?" she inquired, taking a wad of tickets from under the counter.
"Yup, that would be us." said Kenny brightly, holding his hand out, and the lady reluctantly handed them over.
"Alright then, please put the bags on the conveyor belt, and welcome to Olympic Airways. Please go and wait at gate twelve. Thank you."
One by one they piled their bags on the conveyor belt, watching it disappear through a small chute.
"Gate twelve?" repeated Ray, staring around at the deserted airport. "Any idea where that is?"
King, who had been the one of the only people listening, ( The others were too busy daydreaming of fluffy pillows and warm beds. )
"Over to the left, that's where Queen and I came through when we arrived." he said, pointing. It was just as deserted, seeing as it was in the middle of the night, only the faraway sounds of the airplanes taking to the sky.
"Let's go then." agreed Ray, and glanced at the others. "Hey, if you guys don't move it, we might be late, and we're going to have to wait for the next plane to catch, and you don't want that."
No one argued. Weird.
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After half an hour later they had taken a whole row in the airplane. King sat next to the window in the left side of the plane. Queen sat beside him near the aisle, and right across from her sat Kai, who sat beside Ray, who sat beside Kenny, who was beside Hilary. Another aisle separated her from Tyson, sitting next to Max, who was next to the window all the way in the other side of the plane. Overall, you could tell where all the noise in the plane was coming from.
"Please fasten your seatbelts, we are getting ready for takeoff-" went the stewardess, passing them.
"Okay, I guess we should fasten them, huh?" said Ray, fastening the belt.
Kenny nodded, pulling on his white seatbelt.
Ray went headfirst onto his lap.
"Uh, Kenny, that's not your seatbelt."
"Whops, sorry, Ray, I should check next time, huh?"
He sheepishly smiled, handing back Ray's hair.
"Are you okay, Queen?" asked King, turning back to her after getting tired from staring out of his window. He had been watching the land outside move backwards faster and faster.
"Yeah, just trying to relax, that's all." she gave him a grin. "Can't wait to see home again, though."
The plane sped up, and it was not long before they were climbing up to the sky. The city had become nothing but tiny dots of light, as they climbed higher. The stars remained distant. Soon it was safe to take off their seatbelts again. They wouldn't have to worry about that til another seventeen hours. ( A.N. I do not know how long it really takes to get to Greece, nor do I know if they take a stop over. )
It was not long before food was being brought out, given the choice of fish, or chicken, which came with rice, and steamed vegetables at the side. Drinks was also served at the same time, along with desserts.
Queen, who had gone to the washroom had missed the chance to pick between chicken, or fish.
"Fish, King?" she asked, raising an eyebrow after she had taken a good look inside. "Don't tell me you'd forgotten that I can't eat cod."
King, who had been taking his first bite of his own cod paused, and, and swallowed.
"I guess I did, but you can bring it back, can't you?" he said, taking in a carrot.
"No, I already opened it." said Queen, opening the untensils packet. "Oh, well, I guess I can try to-"
"Take mine."
Queen looked up as she was about to take a bite, only to find an unopened tray in front of her.
"Kai, I-"
"Take it already." Kai said, pushing the tray in front of her further.
Queen gaped, as Kai sat back down, folding his arms. She stared at the two trays in front of her.
"Then we trade." she replied, placing hers in front of him.
"I'm not hungry." Kai protested, ignoring the growling in his stomach.
"I don't believe you." Queen sat back down, and began to eat, all the while staring at him from the corner of her eye, watching him eat her fish.
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All of them had fallen asleep except for Hilary, Max, and Tyson.
"Air Force One?" said Hilary blankly, as she watched the previews. "Isn't this movie kinda inappropriate for this kind of environment?"
"Meh, I try not to worry about that." said Tyson, on the other side of the aisle. "Think about it, the chances of that actually happening are really slim. I mean, who would actually hijack a plane with guns already stashed in some place, and some illegal stuff undetected?"
"Hey, I was just wondering." said Hilary, thought she relaxed just a tad bit.
"Yeah, just enjoy the movie, who knows when we'll be able to get a free trip again." Tyson put his arms over his head. "Not even a single person looks suspicious here." he then looked behind his chair. "See? There's an old man with his dentures falling out, oh, that's not good...Oh wait, his wife caught it...There's a hamster eating a cookie, oh, and a there's a gun pointing at my face."
?!?!?!?!?!?!
"........That's nice." said Hilary, watching a building blow up. "....What?"
"There's. A. Gun. In. My. Face." said Tyson, trying to stay calm, while pointing at a black shiny object.
Hilary'e eyes widened, and slowly turned to where Tyson was pointing.
And she snorted.
"Tyson, that's not a gun. That's just an umbrella." she turned around, watching as a big jumbo jet appeared on the screen. "Just watch the movie."
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C.A.: Hey, I just got back from my vacation, I am really sorry, but it took a longer time, because we had company over for three straight days. Then my friend had a birthday party, which was fun. (Sigh) This will probably the last non serious chapter. I think.
But I can sort of understand...TWO WEEKS. I know, I really screwed up again. I just had so many distractions... This was short, too. Not as many words.