This is a ridiculous story I just came up with in my spare time.

I do not own Zoids or the characters

The DarkMetalist and Raven will be my narrating buddies.

Raven: Don't push it; I don't even want to be here.

DarkMetalist: Be nice, he invited us here.

Chapter 1

Breakfast

It was a normal day on Red River Base and the Guardian Force was enjoying a nice breakfast.

"Van, are you sure you can finish those pancakes?" Irvine asked while his eyes tracked the orange tower three meters up.

"Of course I can" said Van "As soon as I pour this papaya syrup over it."

Irvine watched as Van climbed up a step ladder to reach the top of the pancakes (which were also papaya flavored) and started to eat, rather noisily.

"It's a wonder how that guy eats papayas like no one else." Irvine said to himself as he got up and walked to the others, taking his morning coffee with him.

"Hey guys, what's up?" Irvine said as he approached Moonbay, Thomas, and Fiona who were sitting at a table chatting.

"Oh we were about to make a bet." Moonbay said

"A bet huh?" This got Irvine's attention "On what?"

"On Van, and what he does after eating the pancakes." responded Thomas. He then turned his attention to Moonbay.

"So, I bet you twenty-five bucks that Van tosses his cookies after eating those pancakes." said Moonbay

"You're on; and I bet you fifty bucks that Van passes out after he finishes the last pancake." said Thomas

"Fine" was Moonbay's response. "What about you Irvine, what is your position on what'll happen next?"

"You guys, it's not nice to bet on Van, especially when it happens to concern his well being." said Fiona. Then she took a sip of her salty cup of coffee.

"It's all in good fun Fiona, it's not like we're trying to do something to hurt Van" said Moonbay, "So Irvine, what do you say?"

"I still don't like it" was Fiona's response. Then she got up to get another cup of salty coffee.

" As much as I love to make money, this is somewhat risky, betting on Van is like guessing the exact second of a Zi-quake, it's next to impossible to know when it will happen or what will happen." said Irvine.

"Aw, you're just too chicken to bet." said Thomas

"Look, I can decide when I want to bet and when I can't, I'm not going bet on something as trivial as what happens after Van finishes his pancakes, alright!"

"Geeze sor-ry."

Irvine decided that his time spent eating breakfast should be spent elsewhere and he left the cafeteria. He decided that it would be best to go out in his Lightning Saix to calm down his nerves.

"What was that all about?" Fiona asked when she got back.

"Just a little argument between Irvine and Thomas here." said Moonbay nonchalantly

"It wasn't something that would hurt their friendship would it?"

"Hello Fiona, I'm right here. You don't have to talk like I'm not." said Thomas while waving his hands in her face. "I just called him a chicken and he stormed out."

As soon as Thomas finished talking; she, Thomas, and Fiona heard a thud from behind them. An unnatural thud that was most sickening to hear. They turned around to see an unconscious Van on the floor with a meter of orange pancakes still left on his plate.

"VAN!" Fiona shouted. She put down her coffee and ran over to him to help.

Thomas and Moonbay were still at the table hammering out the details of their bet.

"Moonbay, Thomas get over here! Van needs our help."

"We'll be there in a second Fiona!" said Moonbay

"Well hurry up, Van's hurt!"

"Alright, he passed out before finishing his pancakes, pay up Moonbay." Thomas said eagerly holding out his hands waiting for the money.

After five seconds, he said, "Well, we had a deal, pay up!"

Fifty bucks, I can finally get something nice for Fiona, Thomas thought.

"Sorry Thomas, I can't pay you." said Moonbay

"WHAT!" shouted Thomas "We had a deal! Even if you were broke, which I doubt, you would still have to pay me anyway!"

"Thomas, you bet fifty bucks if Van passed out before he finished his last pancake and it appears that there is more than one pancake left."

"Oh, stupid loopholes; I need to work on my wording."

Just then Van involuntarily threw up his pancakes and almost got on Fiona.

Ewwwww. Everyone thought.

"I believe you owe me twenty-five dollars."

"What! WHY!"

In the background:

"Van I can't believe you almost got your food all over me!"

"Hello! Thomas, Moonbay I could use your help!"

More food came up.

"Eww. Moonbay, Thomas NOW!"

Back to Moonbay and Thomas:

"Because I bet that Van would throw up after he ate those pancakes".

Thomas was then going through the process of remembering the conditions Moonbay made when she bet, and found no loopholes in her wording.

"Damn it!"

Thomas paid the twenty-five dollars to Moonbay and they finally went over to help Fiona with Van.

"It's about time." Fiona said angrily at Thomas and Moonbay.

"We're very sorry Miss Fiona." Thomas said apologetically.

"Yeah, sorry for not helping you earlier Fiona." Moonbay said

They cleaned him up and carried him to his quarters to rest off the pancakes.

Well, what do you think so far, kind of disgusting, right?

Raven: Yeah, but it's great seeing Van in this condition.

There is more to come, better stuff.

DarkMetalist: Please...no more cookie tossing.

Please review, thanks.