Memories of a Feather

AUTHOR'S NOTES: I CAN'T believe months had passed since I last updated this story. My muses were short of going into writer's block strike, and I really had to stare at a picture of Billy Lee Black to get me going again. Oh WELL. ENJOY~~~!!!

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Bey Blade and all its characters; I own the OC's portrayed herein (except for other OC's as they are owned by their respective authors and I have their permission to use them). NO SUING~~~!!!

Cerridwen was in a crush of spectators waiting for a chance to get into the Bey Stadium, and she was short of total panic.

***What a day to forget my laptop! Oh, if I could've just ignored them singing that 'Eyes On Me' a capella version over and over until their voices got hoarse, I would toss this in and NOT my sketchpad! I do hope I'm not that late yet...***

There was a lurch, and Cerridwen was almost trampled in the process as the spectators surged forward, like water breaking loose from a dam. She hurried through the gates, showed the security officers her ID, and was about to duck into the cool hallways leading to the dugouts beyond when somebody reached out and grabbed her arm.

"Cerri! HEY! I was looking all over for YOU!"

Cerridwen blinked, then smiled. "Johnny!"

"Bloody bunch of security officers, they were actually short of hauling me into a police cell just because I look like THIS. Damn, can't they make sense of who's a goon and who's NOT anymore?!" Johnny MacGregor sighed. "The nerve of it all."

"Good thing I was around to sort things out before it could even escalate into a more embarrassing affair." Ralf Jurgen nodded over at Cerridwen. "Hello and good day, Lady Ascot-Elridge."

"Oh! You're all here to watch?" Cerridwen asked the 15 (Oo;; is HE?!) year-old German.

"Yes, my dear lovely Aphrodite, we are here to cheer you on until the ends of the world and beyond." Giancarlo Donatore smiled at her easily. "I trust your other teammates are in there, right now?"

"Yes...it was so idiotic of me to leave my laptop behind. Now I'm pretty sure Medain would throttle me..."

"Never fear, mademoiselle, Countess Summer wouldn't even think of doing that. She would just stab you dead with a plastic knife, more likely." Oliver Polanski nodded. "And here I was thinking Ralf is such a SAINT."

"I heard THAT, Oliver."

"Well...I really have to get to the dugout..." Cerridwen said. "You're ringside suites...?"

"Just this once, we have a need for hobnobbing with the ordinary people, and the caviar was rather beginning to bore me." Ralf nodded. "If the Ladies would not mind...could we get into the dugout with you?"

"I'm pretty sure Kikka would love that, she's been missing her cousin terribly for AGES." Cerridwen nodded. She smiled. "Well...what are we waiting for...? Let's go!"

"...OW! That's gotta HURT~~~!!! And Emilio gets it pretty HARD~~~!!! Could this mean that the end of Vayeane's just seconds AWAY?!"

"Hey! Never dreamed I'll be seeing you 4 again. What's up? You were getting tired of getting pool tans?" Medain said, her eyes widening upon seeing Team Europe file into the dugout.

"We were actually thinking of going on a Mediterranean cruise, but Giancarlo's father had to use their yachts for his cousin's 5th birthday. Would you believe that they celebrated by doing a regatta?" Oliver smiled. "It's been quite a long time since we last exchanged pleasantries..."

"Eh, Lady Celes was acting up again on our training," Selenay answered with a long suffering sigh. "Suffice it to say, it was a boon in disguise. I had those stuffy old wine barons out of my hair for weeks. They were discussing their next venue for our chateaux's annual HUNT, would you BELIEVE?!"

"What's wrong with the hunt? I mean, we've been doing it for centuries," Giancarlo replied. "And Papa's been threatening to trespass into my uncle's estate for he was robbing us of our very valuable pheasants."

"PLEASE. You forget I don't go for animal murder!" Selenay told him.

"Hey, nobody was forcing you to listen to the hunt plans, anyway. What were you thinking?"

"It wasn't my FAULT they were talking in the dining room while I ATE."

"You know you should try going out with the main hunting party sometime," Johnny said, sitting across Selenay, "it's really COOL."

"Oh shut UP, MACGREGOR~~~!!!"

"We really should go out for an all-meat dinner sometime." Giancarlo looked over at Oliver. "What do you think? Could you make it a carnivore's night-out?"

Oliver laughed. "I was meaning to try out this new fox steak recipe...it's been in our family for ages..."

Selenay turned a little green. "Shut up, POLANSKI~~~!!!"

Oliver, Johnny, and Giancarlo were laughing good-naturedly, while Selenay's eyes turned wobbly. Medain turned SD, her teeth tiny fangs. "We were planning on going on a carnivore's night-out after this day's over. Forget about backing out Selenay, I've already made reservations."

More laughter.

Selenay turned SD, her eyes devilish little slits. "Just have one more GO at me, Medain, I'm going to show the entire world how you look in a DRESS and how you manage to get away hogging the 'BEST' looking guy in the opening DANCE~~~!!!"

There were a couple of thin dark blue vertical lines that appeared on top of SD Medain's head.

"Somebody managed to get through Iron Clad SUMMER~~~?!" SD Giancarlo asked, his eyes wide.

"Yes, oh YES~~~!!!" SD Selenay held up her Athaelion i190. "I've captured it ALL on FULL STREAM VIDEO~~~!!!"

The 3 young men gathered around SD Selenay, their mouths little O's of surprise.

"Blimey. You were actually a WOMAN last night, Medain?" SD Johnny said in mock horror.

"Zip it or I'll kill you, MacGregor," SD Medain growled, an ominous black aura emanating from her being.

"And...SACRE BLEU~~~!!! What on EARTH is THIS~~~?! Is THIS who I think it IS~~~?!" SD Oliver clapped a hand to his mouth.

"It IS~~~!!!" SD Giancarlo started waving his arms in the air very frantically. "How could YOU~~~?! How COULD YOU~~~?!"

"Shut UP~~~!!!"

As SD Medain leapt at SD Giancarlo to throttle his throat, Ralf sighed then looked towards the battle dish (Oo;;) where his 12 year-old cousin was Blading.

"How many minutes into the game is it anyway?" Ralf asked Shizue, as he stood there looking at Kikka.

"Um, a little less than 2 minutes," Shizue replied. "That Emilio guy's really milking it for all it's worth."

"Her synch ratio's in synch with her recap stats," Cerridwen mused, flipping her Apple iiMac open and typing into it at a staccato pace. She looked over at Shizue. "How many times did she Rave?"

"Since you left to get your laptop?" Shizue blinked. "2 times, already. She's really angry. The Pink Girl from Hell showed up."

"Pink Girl from Hell...?" SD Cerridwen blinked.

"RALF!" SD Giancarlo gasped, SD Medain still holding on to his neck as she snarled. "The...BBA...are...HERE..."

"What?"

SD Giancarlo pushed SD Medain off of him. "The BBA Team's HERE!"

Ralf looked surprised. "They ARE?"

Shizue looked up at Ralf. "You KNOW them?"

"Yes, we battled with those guys before they all headed straight to the Russian Finals," Oliver said, blinking. "I could safely say that they ARE a really hazardous lot."

"You battled with them...?" Shizue was wide-eyed. "So who won?"

"Believe it OR not, they did." Johnny frowned. "We still have an old score to settle with that arrogant little glutton."

"Sorry?" Cerridwen blinked. "WHO'S a glutton?"

"That Takao Kinogu." Johnny snorted. "He almost drained the Jurgen manorial food reserves. And that's saying something. You DO know how Ralf hates doing grocery shopping."

"Takao Kinogu's a GLUTTON?" Shizue looked over at Medain. "I guess you'll have a VERY HUGE problem in your hands, Medain, once he learns that your family's very famous for pioneering the 'villa restaurant' in Morocco."

SD Medain glared at her. "Do you want ME to tell MAX that you LIKE HIM?!"

SD Shizue twitched. "EXCUSE me?"

"...and VAYEANE'S OUT~~~!!!" DJ swipes his arm. "Winner...KIKKA REINHOLT for the WING BLADES TEAM~~~!!!"

Kikka caught her whirling crimson blade with one hand and looked at Emilio with a small frown on her face. "You were saying, SPEEDY?"

Emilio looked right back at her for a few seconds until his eyes turned wobbly. He then picked up his Bey Blade and ran positively howling out of the arena.

Kikka, DJ, Oliver and Giancarlo were silent for a few seconds then turned SD and fell down on their heads. Ralf had a sweatdrop on his head, his eyes closed and his right eyebrow twitching. "He brings disgrace to all those who have Iberian blood in their veins...how childish..."

DJ sweatdropped, then nodded. "Well...we could safely say that he did his best in battling Ms. Reinholt, but I guess his preparations came a little...short. Anyway....1 point to the Wing Blades Team, nil to Team Spain. Would Team Spain bounce right back into the game in round 2? That's for all of us to find out!" He swipes his arm. "Alright, next BLADERS~~~!!! Please step FORWARD~~~!!!"

SD Kikka went back to the dugout and was VERY pleased to see her older cousin standing there. "RALF! When oh WHEN did you ARRIVE? Mama was going on that you were on this Mediterranean cruise!" She then bounced right up and gave him a koala hug. "I thought I won't be seeing you again until the day I turn 90~~~!!!"

"Well, Giancarlo was pestering us to go on that Mediterranean cruise, he's on the run from a psychopathic female, or so he says. Good thing his father hijacked all yachts." Ralf hugged her back. "How's the little mushroom?"

"Still as sprightly as ALWAYS~~~!!!" Kikka blinked. "Hey, Cerridwen, it's your turn NEXT!"

"H-huh...?"

DJ was blinking. "Uh...next competing Blader from the Wing Blades Team...please step forward..."

"Oh dear!" Cerridwen hastily put her Apple iiMac down then hurried to the arena. "Mr. DJ! Here I am!" she calls out, waving her right hand.

"..." Kikka's eyes turned into minute beads as she looked over at both Medain and Shizue, who had both gone unusually quiet. "What happened...?"

"Long story." SD Selenay reached out and turned her into a stuffed toy. She turned chibi puppy. "I guess I can hug you now, that 'don't-hug-me-ban' has expired quite a few seconds ago."

SD Kikka's eyes turned widely circular.

"Un-HUG ME~~~!!!"

"W-O-W." SD Takao's eyes turned into little hearts. "Are you sure she's HUMAN, Yuri...?! Why is she SOOO DIVINE~~~?!"

"Oh she's HUMAN alright, it's just that she's already TAKEN." SD Max gave a hearty little grin. "I don't think you wouldn't want to be at the receiving end of that iceberg attack again, Takao."

"What do you mean, she's TAKEN?! Yuri doesn't even give a hoot about CERRIDWEN~~~!!!" SD Takao started waving his arms in the air over at Cerridwen, his eyes little hearts, a sparkly aura going about him. "OI~~~!!! CERRIDWEN~~~!!! Never FEAR~~~!!! Your ADONIS IS HERE~~~"

A metal folding chair came hurtling out of nowhere and knocked Takao flat to the ground. SD Yuri's eyes were devilish little slits, and his teeth turned to jagged fangs, his face very red. "Who told YOU you're HER ADONIS you IDIOT~~~?! Who SAID you're that ADONIS~~~?!" he snarled. "Are you asking for a FREE LOBOTOMY~~~?!"

SD Takao's eyes turned to little spirals, while SD Max, SD Lei, SD Mao, and SD Professor had their fists to their mouths, their eyes wide and blinking. SD Kai had a gargantuan twitch on his head. "Are you going to QUIT that Ivanov or do you want that metal folding chair as a crown on your HEAD?!" he muttered.

SD Takao suddenly raised a fist into the air, his background turning into a dazzling, Japanese style sun (think Street Fighter E. Honda's background in his stage). "YEAH~~~!!! Tell him as it is, KAI~~~!!!"

"And stop acting like a Shakespearean reject, Takao, or I'll have to throw you in with HIM," SD Kai continued.

SD Takao's background crashed down behind him, and his teeth turned to jagged little fangs, as he waved his closed right fist at a still twitching SD Kai. "And I THOUGHT you were going to back ME UP~~~!!! I HATE YOU~~~!!!"

SD Lei turned into a helpless looking chibi neko, stray hairs sticking out of his coiffure, a huge sweatdrop on his head. "Uh...can you guys quit IT?"

DJ, meanwhile, was smiling as he looked from Blader to Blader. "Alright, let's give it a hand for Luis Santillan and Cerridwen Aerin Ascot-Elridge~~~!!! Who will win in this very exciting match...? As you all know, Ms. Ascot-Elridge is a Guild Master and a premiere Bey Blader from Ellincourt, ENGLAND~~~!!! At the tender age of 13, she has mastered the ways of the Bey and is one of the ONLY 5 Guild Masters known in EXISTENCE~~~!!!"

"A Guild Master?" Mao blinked. "What's that?"

"A legendary Bey tech," Professor answered, his expression going giddy. "Ooooohhhh CERRIDWEN~~~!!!"

"...and representing the Iberian peninsula, Luis Santillan! As you all know, Team Spain has always been a VERY consistent and premiere Bey Blade team that has graced all prestigious tourneys the world OVER~~~!!! They aren't exactly giving the Wing Blades Team some respite, for they are very dangerous Bey Blade warriors, as...the previous battle showed." DJ sweatdropped. "OK! Let's get it ON~~~!!!"

"Heh." Luis Santillan smirked as he fixed his black Bey Blade into his Shooter. "Guild Master or not, you're going down senorita. I really hate to say it but it's TRUE."

"I have no plans of going down, Mr. Santillan, and I'm NOT about to start right now." Cerridwen got a curious cream colored crystal dangling from a fine silver chain about her neck then held it out.

"???" SD Takao blinked. "What on earth is THAT~~~?!"

"A summoning device," Yuri explained, looking at the events going on down below with a serious look in his curious blue eyes. "Royal houses have that. Johnny MacGregor and Cerridwen Aerin Ascot-Elridge...then Arthur Lancaster..."

"A summoning...WHAT?! Summoning...?" SD Takao had several question marks on top of his head.

"Ever played an RPG game, Kinogu...?" Kai asked.

"???" SD Takao's eyes became little beads. "Now how am I to play with a rocket propelled grenade...?"

"He means role playing games," Max told Takao. "It's a video game genre."

"Video games?" SD Takao even looked more confused. "The only things I'm good at are Bey Blading, running away from kendo practice, and bashing people at King of Fighters 2003..."

"Figures. Your miniscule brain wouldn't be able to handle IT," Kai muttered.

"What the HELL are you getting AT~~~?!"

"Anyway, if you happened to find a very glossy advertisement in a video game magazine involving swords, magic...it's not that hard to understand that summoning isn't very far behind. Summoning means calling forth spirits of great power, usually comprised of an element. It's a Final Fantasy staple. Normally, some of us with -Holy Beasts- have no need of summoning devices. We just call them forth from our Bey Blades. Those with summoning devices need THOSE devices in order for them to call their -Holy Beast- forth." Kai's eyes turned serious. "Summoning devices were family heirlooms of royal houses, usually in the European old nobility. That means they are passed down from generation to generation. To be able to be bestowed with such an heirloom is a very great honor in their part. In so doing, they are like the embodiment of their House."

"Summoning devices are very rare, and very priceless," Yuri continued. "To be able to wield one needs great strength of both spirit and mind. And...there has been talk going on around about the excavations your father's dealing with, Takao."

"Father...?! What about those archaeological excavations...?!"

"He's come to a conclusion that these summoning devices aren't only pretty baubles. They were especially made as to seal the -Holy Beast- within." Yuri's eyes narrowed. "These -Holy Beasts- were so powerful that they have to be sealed...and only those persons to whom the summoning devices were given would be able to call them forth and control them. So not all could use them."

"Royal houses..." Max blinked. "So...it's like, Team Europe..."

"Giancarlo Donatore and Ralf Jurgen use a modified summoning device...Giancarlo still cannot control his Amphisbaena that well, while Ralf's quite getting there. A REAL summoning device is that used by Johnny MacGregor. Oliver calls forth his Unicorn like any Bey Blader out there." Kai nodded. "The only people possessing summoning devices in this century are only a handful...but your Father's betting that there are still many out there. Some royal houses don't think it proper to brandish them around like some vulgar badge of authority or something."

"So...what's the difference between a modified and a REAL summoning device?" Lei asked.

"A modified summoning device was altered by some of the members of the royal houses it belonged to as a means to 'tame' the raging -Holy Beast- they possess...some were very powerful. The Donatore and Jurgen noble families are some of those families who possess such terrible -Holy Beasts-, and in so doing, nobody could really stand up against them. And since it's modified, the heirs would have a hard time controlling them, for in such altered state, a -Holy Beast- becomes really hard to control because they turn temperamental. You saw what happened with Amphisbaena. As with Ralf...he's certainly mastered his Griffinlion as to make his -Holy Beast- do all sorts of things that are quite unimaginable in ordinary Bey Bladers' reckoning.

"A REAL summoning device has successfully sealed the -Holy Beast- inside of them, and therefore, they weren't altered from their original state. Even if they seem weaker than those of Amphisbaena and Griffinlion, these -Holy Beasts- stuck inside a REAL summoning device have a knack of heightening its elemental affiliation to infinity if they so choose to do so. Kinda like Alexander, from Final Fantasy IX...anyway, it's a good thing that only a handful of Bey Bladers use summoning devices...if each and every one of us could be able to wield one, the world would be one complete bedlam." Kai nodded again. "I can see why Ivanov's terrified of her..."

"..." Cerridwen closed her eyes. "Guardian of Life...Bringer of Balance...Keeper of Eternity...I summon thee, Twilight Seeker...bound as I am by blood and oath...come before me now!"

The cream colored crystal glowed faintly, and as they all saw, a sphere of light shot out of it and headed straight into the central bit of Cerridwen's cream-colored Bey, and there was a faint sigil of a great winged beast surrounded by some sort of stained glass decoration that appeared about it.

Cerridwen's eyes slowly opened. "Come forth...Crescendo!"

The sphere of light glowed even more brilliantly, and there came a flurry of glowing white feathers that surrounded Cerridwen, seeming to come from her Bey Blade itself.

Luis harumphed, then his deep violet eyes narrowed as he glared right at the petite 13 year-old. "How many chickens did you KILL?! And WHAT was that piece of snazzy FX, anyway?! You're going DOWN, senorita!"

"BLADERS~~~!!! Get ready to RIP IT~~~!!!" DJ calls out.

"3..."

Luis pointed his Shooter at the battle dish.

"2..."

Cerridwen fitted her Bey Blade into its Shooter, a cream colored one with stylized seraph wings folded about the handle, a cream colored cabochon on top.

"1..."

Side view of both fighters. The BBA Team waited with tense anticipation, the Wing Blades watching, Team Europe just quiet.

"GOOOOOOOOOOO...SHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT~~~!!!"

Luis and Cerridwen let go of their Bey Blades at the same time. Luis grinned evilly. "Let's see you get TOASTED~~~!!! WYVERN~~~!!! FIRE SPIN~~~!!!"

An orange light shoots out from the central bit, and a -Holy Beast- appeared, a very huge wyvern at that, roaring for all its worth. A furious fire tornado swirled about it, interspersed with curling tendrils of black flame.

Wyvern headed straight towards Crescendo. Takao and Max grabbed each other by the shoulders, Mao had her hand to her mouth, Lei's amber yellow eyes were wide, Yuri and Kai were just quiet, Medain and Shizue still quiet, Selenay still hugging Kikka, Giancarlo and Oliver blinking, Johnny tense, Ralf having his arms crossed over his chest, DJ openmouthed, the rest of the audience deathly still.

"..." Cerridwen was just looking at the fire tornado quietly for a few seconds, then her mint green eyes narrowed.

"CRESCENDO~~~!!!"

Crescendo hurtled towards Wyvern, scattering glowing white feathers in its wake. Then, just as suddenly, a haunting melody was heard, and DJ blinked.

"Can you hear that MELODY~~~?! Cripes, where is it coming FROM~~~~?!"

Cerridwen swipes her left arm, the glowing white feathers all swirling about her in a flurry.

"RESONANCE~~~!!!"

A cream colored light shot out from the central bit, and there was an unfurling of wings. A cream colored panther (looking astonishingly like FFIX's Madeen...BTW, is that a cat or a DOG~~~~?! OO;;) appeared in a flurry of glowing white feathers, its eyes closed. The camera (^^;;) then slowly zoomed in, to which Crescendo opened its eyes very suddenly, revealing beautiful, silver eyes.

It glared right at Wyvern, which roared again and the fire tornado about it increased in ferocity. Crescendo then shook its seraph wings, roared, then headed straight towards Wyvern, scattering the glowing white feathers about as if it was blown hither and thither by a great wind, the haunting melody turning into a circus calliope music. It was heard all throughout the stadium, and Kai's eyes widened.

"What THE~~~" Takao stood up. "What kind of -Holy Beast- is THAT~~~?!"

Crescendo went through Wyvern in one great blinding white flash, to which the Madeen-like creature lightly alighted on the opposite end of the battle dish, Wyvern just floating very still in the middle of the arena. Then, very suddenly, there was another series of white flashes, to which Wyvern roared, and feathers suddenly burst all around it, along with a scattering of several pure crystalline notes.

"~~~!!!" Mao held her hands to her mouth. "That...THAT..."

Yuri's eyes narrowed. "Would you believe that Crescendo's supposed to be the Guardian of Life...?"

Wyvern the Bey Blade separated, and Luis' eyes widened in shock as its pieces fell down to the bottom of the battle dish in slow motion. DJ was astounded, as with the rest of the entire audience...but Kai felt very frightened indeed. Even if the move seemed harmless...he knew right away that Luis wouldn't be able to fight again in the second round.

DJ was still openmouthed and quiet for a few seconds, before one of the camera guys standing at the other end of the battle dish waved his arm to get his attention. He gulps. "Oops...sorry about that, ladies and gentlemen...it just happened so fast, I completely forgot that we're in the middle of a Bey Blade match here~~~!!!" DJ swipes his arm. "We have a WINNER~~~!!! Cerridwen Aerin Ascot-Elridge...the WING BLADES TEAM~~~!!!"

As if someone suddenly pushed on the anti-mute switch (^^;;) on a TV remote control, the audience suddenly gave a very loud roar, interspersed with several gasps and wows for they were really impressed with what has happened.

Max's eyes went very wide. "Is that ALLOWED?"

"Wyvern wasn't able to withstand that head-on collision with Crescendo," Professor was saying, as he typed furiously on his laptop. He gulped. "That Bey Blade has really excellent defense capabilities...almost short of becoming infinite. And...the worst thing about it is...how the HECK was Cerridwen able to launch her Bey Blade at THAT speed....?! It's like running into a 20 foot thick titanium wall at the speed of light...any Bey could get crushed by that impact...but...she just managed to SEPARATE them...what's going on in HERE~~~?!"

"If that were Arthur Lancaster's Avalon...it would be crushed beyond recognition." Yuri shuddered.

Kai's eyes became blank. He remembered Saint Dranzer's powers...

He knew that its powers were very unbelievable, but he didn't imagine that there would be Bey Blades as dangerous as it is out there. The only Bey Blade he knew with that kind of power in existence is his older sister's Bey Blade.

Was it really possible...that Ana knew of this all along and has she lured him here to use the Black Dranzer...?

There was a smirk from the shadows, and Kai quickly looked around, his heart banging wildly in his chest, his hands shaking in fear...but he saw no one.

Lei could only stare at Crescendo in disbelief. But just as he was just about to look away, the -Holy Beast- looked up and stared right at him, its silver eyes fixed on his amber yellow own, the feathers still swirling about it.

"...Lei, are you alright...?"

"H-huh?" Lei blinked, and at that same instant, Crescendo was gone. He looked to his left. Mao was looking at him with a very worried expression on her face. "You look pale..."

"Uh...y-yes, I'm fine..." Lei answered.

He turned his attention back to the battle dish again, to which Cerridwen caught the whirling Bey Blade back into her hand. He was bewildered.

***What was that all about...? Was it just my imagination...? Did Crescendo just stare at me a while ago...?*** Lei bit his lip. ***What could this possibly mean...?***

Ana was smiling as she turned and walked away, her scarf fluttering at her passing.

"Yes, Saint Dranzer did its work just fine. Be very afraid, Kai. The Black Dranzer would be rising again, pretty soon. And there's nothing you could do to stop it," she said softly.

She laughed lightly and went back into the shadows and disappeared.

And Ana knew it was just the horrifying beginning.

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AUTHOR'S NOTES: Summoning devices?! Yep, this was borrowed from Final Fantasy IX, but I can assure you, no Alexander would be present. I just made this story about Johnny and Salamander, Giancarlo and Amphisbaena, and Ralf and Griffinlion. But aren't you curious as why Oliver's the only one who doesn't use any sort of heraldic device from which Unicorn would pop out from...? HMM. And definite OOCness. Yuri Ivanov would NOT hurl a metal folding chair at anyone for just teasing him about a crush...but then again, we'll NEVER know, because he doesn't EVEN have a CRUSH in the first place. OO;;