Chapter 3 Allen and Assistant Scott: The Vow of Woo

After awakening from his pleasant fall, Allen stood up abruptly. Shion was gone. He blew his biggest chance ever, he was asked directly, and he had to pull a stunt like that. The question was, where was Shion now? Allen was suddenly determined to come out to Shion at long last and tell him her true feelings. He could tell today was the day, possible because the office had been cleaned with a orange scent and the new smell made Allen happy.

"Miyuki!" Allen said, running into her quarters.

"My is it a busy day, do you need to take something to Chief Uzuki?" Miyuki asked.

"No, no none of that. Do you know where she went though?" Allen said. Miyuki pondered a bit, looking off and thinking about how she was going to phrase it.

"Let's say...I didn't hear anything about her going to the Elsa!" Miyuki said. Allen stood confused.

"Well I didn't ask about the Elsa." Allen said, holding his arms akimbo. Miyuki laughed.

"I know, but if she ever said she was going to the Elsa today, then I sure didn't hear it." Miyuki put her hand on her mouth to stop from laughing.

"Oh man, you're no help." Allen sighed.

"Be a man, Allen, it's Opposite Day!" Miyuki said, flailing out her arms like congratulating his birthday.

"Oh? Ooohhhhhhhhhh riiight. Well then I think I won't go to the Elsa now. Hello." Allen said, walking off. Miyuki laughed, distracting her confused colleges.

The Elsa was in the space port on Second Miltia, so it was easy to get to. Canaan and some droids were working on repairs, as usual. Allen tended to stay far away from Canaan, to avoid getting ridiculed. It wasn't like Canaan to associate with a lazy bum like Allen, as righteous as he may be.

Slipping past the repair work, Allen ran into the Elsa. He was greeted off the bat by the ever attentive Tony.

"Hey wimp! Why don't you get downstairs already. Someone can't wait to see you. I'm sick of hearing about it!" Tony said, pushing Allen's shoulder in a bully sort of way. Allen's eyes lit up, was Shion that eager to find out? Allen rushed to the elevator.

Surrounded by droids that were doing nothing, Allen searched for any sign of Shion, but saw nothing. He saw someone approach him. It was Assistant Scott.

"Hey Allen, I can't believe you're here! I've been wanting to talk to you so much!" A. Scott said. Allen was a bit disappointed, but was still happy that someone wanted his company.

"Okay, Assistant Scott." Allen said.

"Oh, when the Professor isn't around, you can call me Scott or uhh...Scotty." Scott said. Allen looked around confused.

"That makes you sound like a dog." Allen said in the nicest way he could.

"It doesn't matter, let's go to the bar." Scott grabbed Allen's arm and they were off.
When in the bar, Allen and Scott drank sparsely. Mostly Allen talked about his crazy adventures with the insane chief while Scott talked about his incomprehensible dealings with the lunatic Professor. They exchanged alike situations and laughed.

"Allen, you're such a funny guy, I can't believe Shion isn't all over you." Scott said, messing with an empty glass. Allen blushed a little.

"Thanks, I guess I'm a bit of a coward, though." Allen said honestly, downing the last of whatever Scott had given him. Scott looked up with innocent child eyes.

"I think you're very brave, Allen." Scott said, twiddling his thumbs. Allen raised an eyebrow.

"Okay...thanks?" Allen said, a bit wary of a man besides him saying something that blatant.

"What I mean to say," Assistant Scott continued, "Is that...I really admire you Allen..." Allen's eyes darted, he was ready to presume the worst.

"You know what, I think my mom died, I have to go!" Allen said, pointing towards the door. The droid at the bar twirled.

"NOTICE, NOTICE! ALLEN'S MOTHER STOPPED BY TODAY TO DROP OFF COOKIES! YUM, YUM, YUM!" The droid sang. Allen scratched his head, laughing idly. Assistant Scott's face grew increasingly serious as he bent over with his hand cupped to his mouth, motioning for him to lean in and listen.

"Allen..." Scott whispered into his ears, "I also think you're pretty."

"Oh my God!" Allen jumped up, the stool falling to it's grave much as Allen felt he had, "I totally don't do that! Besides, I'm not pretty, I'm suave!"

"Allen, you're so funny!"

"Don't say that! Bad! Bad Scotty, down!" Allen said, now taking up the stool and using it to defend himself much like a ringleader does from a lion. The two circled each other, a gathering of droids starting to surround them in the misunderstanding that they were about to box.

"Allen, you can change, we can be happy!" Scott pleaded, holding his arms out. Allen leashed out with his stool, jabbing in the air towards Scott's direction.

"Nooooooo! I love Shion, not you!" Allen said. Scott looked confused.

"But Allen, she's so evil! She yells at you, pushes you around, and always gets you in terrible situations. I'd never do that to you Allen, I can protect you!" Scott said with puppy dog eyes. Allen wore a distorted "he's right/OMG that's disgusting" face.

"It doesn't matter!" Allen lunged towards Scott, chair first. The droids began to chant 'fight!' on the sidelines as Scott evaded the blow. Intimidated by all the pressure, Allen threw the chair at Scott and pushed his way out of the sea of droids towards the exit. The stool thudded on Scott's face and he was sent flying backwards. The droids cheered.

"I'll get you, Allen! I will woo you if it's the last thing I do!"


AN(Billie): Wow this was so awkward to write, but sooo fun. If I don't go with the flow, it's not funny. This chapter isn't very funny, but I've never been good at beginning things, usually the middle is the best part so hey-yaaaaa look out for funnier stuff on the ScottxAllen saga. and DON'T WORRY I'm not trying to say this pairing is ANY GOOD, otherwise I wouldn't put it in a parody.

PS. My pattern with updating is I wait for at least 3 comments or a day, so if you wnat more be sure to comment.