Disclaimer: I still don't own Beyblade. Would I be writing this on if I did?
Chapter 1: Grocery Shopping Trip of 'Doom'
Rick felt out of place. In fact, he felt so out of place, he was ready to run out of the grocery store like the place was on fire. Although, this was perfectly reasonable; if you were Rick you would have felt out of place, too.
Imagine a very muscular, very tall 15-year-old boy carrying a black stereo that is playing music at full blast. Now imagine that 15-year-old boy in a grocery store with two other tall, 15-year-old boys (one of which is glaring at the 15-year-old with a stereo), a short (compared to the boys) red-headed female yelling the 15-year-old with a stereo's head off and an also short blonde haired boy wearing clashing clothing trying to get the girl to stop yelling. And now imagine that the grocery store is full of old ladies and mothers with their children. Yes, Rick felt very out of place.
"RICK! Turn off that stupid stereo!" Emily yelled blushing furiously. "Everyone is staring at us!"
"Uh, Emily… You're a little loud, you know…" hinted Max. He was just as embarrassed as Emily was.
"I HAVE TO BE LOUD TO BE HEARD OVER THAT STUPID STEREO!" she screamed as Rick turned up the volume a little more. "TURN… THAT… THING… OFF!"
"WHAT? I CAN'T HEAR YOU!" Rick screamed in her ear, even though he could hear her perfectly well.
Just then, a store clerk walked up to Rick. "Sir… Sir! Your stereo is far too loud! You are disturbing the peace!"
Rick scowled, but turned the stereo off, anyway. "Fine… Whatever."
Michael crossed his arms and frowned. "Can we just hurry up and get the food already?"
"Yeah," agreed Max. "Come on, Rick, it shouldn't take too long if we split up. Okay?"
"Yeah, okay. What do I have to do?" asked Rick, who had never gone to a grocery store in his life.
"All you have to do is take this list, find everything on it, put it in a cart and meet us over by those check-out isles," said Max, giving Rick a short list and pointing to the check-out isles near the front of the store.
Rick scanned the list. "Bananas, apples, carrots… What IS this? No meat, just fruits and vegetables?"
"Relax, Rick. Eddy's list has meat and stuff like that," Max assured Rick. He gave the others their lists. "Alright, gang, let's split up!"
And then there was a very awkward silence.
"…"
Max blinked. "What? Oh… That sounded weird, didn't it?"
Everyone nodded. But, nevertheless, they set off in different directions to collect the things on their list.
With Max (Max's POV):
I glanced at my list. It consisted mostly of foods with a large amount of sugar or calories in them. In fact, the only things on his list that didn't mainly consist of sugar were mustard and noodles, which were my favorite foods.
I pushed my cart along, grabbing random candy, assorted junk food (some of which I didn't even like) and several different types of noodles and mustard.
'I wish Tyson and Daichi didn't eat so much…' I thought to myself. 'This food is going to cost a lot. It'll be hard to keep Rick from eating it all, too.' I sighed, and continued on my way, wondering what Rick was doing right now. Knowing Rick, he was probably getting into trouble…
With Rick (Rick's POV):
I glared at everyone in the stupid grocery store of doom. How dare those so-called "friends" of mine drag me over here and then make me buy all this… HEALTHY stuff!
I picked up an apple, scowling, and… sort of… threw it into a bag. If I didn't get out of here soon, I'd go out of my mind. Not only was everyone staring at me, ME, a very, very muscular, handsome, unique young man (A/N: Wow, Rick sure is modest, eh? -.-;) pushing a GROCERY CART and picking out apples.
While mumbling to myself, I wasn't looking where I was going and slipped on this tomato that some idiot had dropped, letting go of the cart I was pushing. The cart kept going, though, and crashed right into this huge pile of cans, scattering them everywhere.
This could not be good.
With Emily (Emily's POV):
I sighed. This was duller than I thought it would be. I glanced at the list Max had given me. At least I was almost done.
Just then, I heard a crash and a screamed coming from the area where the fresh produce like fruits and vegetables were. 'Oh, no… RICK!' I screamed to myself. What had he done now!
I ran as fast as I could (which was very fast, seeing as I'm a jock like the rest of the All Starz, not including Max), pushing my cart, to the area where the crash came from. Once I got there, I saw right away what made the crash. It was hard to miss.
Rick was there, sitting on the floor like he had just slipped and fell, and there were cans EVERYWHERE! Rick's cart was tipped over, lying on the floor. I stood there, looking at the chaos. Some guy who worked at the store was yelling at Rick, and, of course, Rick was yelling back. I tried to get them to stop, but I didn't have much success. So what did I do? Well, if you can't beat them, join them.
"What did you think you were DOING!" I screeched.
"Your little friend here apparently slipped on a tomato and his cart went flying into a stack of cans!" answered the guy from the store.
"LITTLE!" exclaimed Rick. He was obviously not too happy that the guy found him 'little.'
I grabbed Rick's arm and dragged him away. Unlike last time, I easily pulled him along because he was willing to go. I glared at him. "Great going, Rick! Now we have to leave as fast as possible, before we get in more trouble!" I said, breaking into a run.
"Yeah… whatever…" he mumbled.
With Max (Max's POV):
I finished getting everything on my list when I heard Emily calling for me. "Hey, Max! We need to get out of here… NOW!"
Judging by the tone of her voice and the fact that she was dragging Rick to the check-out isles, Rick had gotten in trouble again. I sighed, but grinned anyway and ran after them. We passed Michael and Eddy on the way, and called to them. We paid for everything and ran out as fast as we could. Fortunately, we didn't have many bags to carry. Rick explained what happened on our way home.
"…And that's when I slipped on this stupid tomato that some stupid person had dropped and then the stupid cart crashed into the stupid cans and…" Rick went on and on like that for a while, but I wasn't really listening. I had this weird feeling in my gut, like something bad was going to happen… like, worse than Rick's little accident.
When we got back to our apartment (A/N: I know they don't actually all live in an apartment, they just live together in this fanfic. It's vital to the plot, really!), I opened the door and my jaw dropped in shock. Emily screamed. Rick and Michael freaked out and ran all over the place. And Eddy just laughed at the horror before us…
(A/N: AHAHAH! Cliffhanger of doom! What did the All Starz find in their apartment? You'll find out in the next chapter! Oh, and sorry if this chapter wasn't very good. I hate writer's block…)
