Disclaimer: I do not own Beyblade, but I do own my OC's
Chapter 4: Preparation
"TYSON! Tyson, wake up!" Daiichi screamed at Tyson from his makeshift bed on the floor of the shack. It was 6:30 am, but they had to get up early to prepare for the wedding. Reluctantly, Tyson got up. He knew he'd never hear the end of it from Hilary if she came in his and Daiichi's room and he was still sleeping.
Coincidentally, at that moment Hilary walked in, still in her pajamas.
"Good-morning everybody… Oh my gosh the wedding's today! Tyson, come here, we've got to fix your hair!" She said from the doorway into the boys' room.
" HEY, what's wrong with my hair?!" Tyson exclaimed.
" Nothing, it just needs… a trim, let's say." Hilary patiently explained to her future husband.
" A trim?! WHAT?! No, no, no, and NO! I haven't cut it in like… ever! " Tyson argued.
" You've had to have gotten it cut sometime, or else it would be as long as Ray's."
" Okay, so I haven't gotten it cut in the past 3 years. Same thing. I'm still not letting you cut it!" Tyson stated.
Hilary sighed, exasperated with Tyson's stubbornness. Ah well, she'd just have to get used to it and cope. She ignored Tyson's constant complaining and led him to the bathroom they all shared.
She took Tyson's hair out of the ponytail it had been in for the past 3 years and started snipping away at it.
" Don't cut it too short, please?" Tyson begged Hilary.
" Oh don't worry about a thing, Tyson. I'll take care of this." Hilary reassured him. She continued to snip at his hair, and eventually just cut a whole 6 inches off at once and then cut it into some sort of style.
By the time she was finished, Tyson's hair was shorter than Max's.
" So, do you like?" Hilary asked.
" I… uh… err…no." Tyson, never one for tact, blurted out.
Hilary didn't take this to heart though. She wasn't going to let anyone ruin her big day. She'd even gotten Daiichi to run around town and give wedding invitations out, against Tyson's wishes, of course. The last thing HE wanted, if he couldn't get himself out of this, was for everyone to know he and Hilary were married!
In the middle of town, Daiichi was in the midst of giving out wedding invitations, when something moving in some nearby bushes caught his eye. Thinking it was a squirrel; he pounced on the rustling bushes. To his surprise, someone yelled,
" HEY! Watch where you're jumping kid! Ya can't just go pouncing on whoever you want, you know!" The voice's owner was by this time far up the hill they were on.
Daiichi quickly recognized the girl as the same girl Tyson had shown an interest in a couple of days back. He thought it would be fun to see Hilary's reaction to seeing this mysterious girl at the wedding, so he gave her an invitation.
" Hey, uh, don't I know you from somewhere, uh…" Daiichi started.
" Sierra. And no, I don't believe we've met." Sierra finished.
" Oh, uh, well my friend said that I was supposed to give this to someone who looked something like you." Daiichi handed her the invitation and ran away, laughing. He just hoped Sierra showed up at the wedding, which was at 2:00 that afternoon.
A/N: Well, not as short as my other chapters… I need to think of another word for chapter. I also need to add on to this, but I have really bad writer's block right now. So, you found out who that girl was!
Oh and if you're wondering why the heck I named this fic "Men in Black," it's because of something thathappens later, which I found hysterical when I thought of it. Did that make sense?I hope so...
Review pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaase, I love reviews!
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