Later that night as they sat at the dinner table with their mother, Mrs Jackson, they found themselves once again discussing Beyblading champion Tyson. The conversation had been spawned by the beyblade documentary that was now showing on tv. Tyson was one of the regular interviewees, and his cocky grin kept flashing on the screen to answer various questions. Sierra could hardly remove her eyes from the screen long enough to see what she was eating.

"He's so handsome!" She sighed, filling her mouth with noodles.

"Handsome?" Scoffed Pierre, "You think everyone's handsome!"

Sierra rolled her eyes at her brother; something that happened regularly. Mrs Jackson hid a smile.

" I do not! There's just something about him! He's so cool!"

"Ha!" Laughed Pierre. "The coolest blader of all is Kai." Pierre laughed again. His sister wasn't a huge fan of Kai, which made Pierre like the guy even more.

"Yeah, yeah. Kai may be cool, but his attitude stinks! Why does he have to be so competitive?" Sierra huffed, and took another mouthful of noodles.

"Kai's not nearly as competitive as Tyson!" Pierre exclaimed, defending his hero. Sierra paused for a second, watching as Tyson gave an answer full of arrogance, then turned back to her dinner.

"You're right," she answered. "They should both be more like Ray."

At least here was a blader they both agreed on. Ray, of White Tiger X fame, was a champion in everyone's eyes. Even their mother, not too fond of Beyblading at all, had admitted a liking for Ray. He was cool, he was sweet, and he was an awesome blader with a perfect attitude. Anyone watching one of his matches could see he loved everything about the sport. Sierra, of course, thought he was handsome, but Pierre forgave her for it. Ray was so ultimately cool that Pierre was happy to let it slide this time.

"Now Ray's the one with the long hair, right? Best friends with his partner?"

Pierre and Sierra exchanged a glance, then looked at their mother, whom they'd temporarily forgotten.

"You mean Lee?" Asked Pierre.

"Is that Ray's partner?" Countered Mrs Jackson.

"That one!" Sierra suddenly shouted, pointing at the television.

"Oh my," Mrs Jackson breathed, "he is handsome, isn't he, Sierra?" She winked at her daughter, and Sierra laughed.

"Shh!" Hissed Pierre. Ray had been replaced by Tyson, and Pierre leaned forward, to hear what was being said.

"I'll be touring the country to find challengers," Tyson explained, "and hopefully I'll find someone worth competing against. Dragoon and I are itching for a decent battle." He turned and looked directly at the camera. "I'm coming for you."

As the documentary ended, their mother clicked off the tv.

"Mu-um! It was just getting good!" Sierra whined.

Pierre laughed. "It was over, Si."

"But I want to know where he's going to be first! Then we could go there, Pierre, and you could battle him!"

Mrs Jackson stood up to clear the table. She knew the adventurous nature of her children, and she wouldn't have any part in them wandering the country to chase someone, even if that someone was a world champion.

"You never know, Si" Pierre replied, "maybe we'll get lucky and Tyson will come to us!" He laughed it off as a joke, but inside he hoped that Tyson really did come to them. And when you do come, Tyson, he thought, I'll be ready for you.