So...since there was no mention of the Golem arc I will decide to forego it and just skip on to the Frival arc. I may however, put the arc somewhere someday, whether it be a bonus chapter after I finish this story, or as it's own. If you really want it I can probably throw it in after this, although I hate mixing the order up.
Regardless, the frival arc that no one saw coming...I mean, frival wise. I told you about it last time though.
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"You sure bought a lot." Jet grumbled as he shifted the weight of the bag of groceries in his arms. He hated the fact he was being used as a tool to carry food. Still, what he did not really know is that this is Virginia's idea of being romantic. Well, at least being alone enough to enter the satge of romance.
"Well...I, uh," She paused in thought as a blush crept onto her face. "I like to keep us well-stocked and...besides...I like food." An honest reply. Innocent too.
"You do tend to eat a lot." He noted. Next to Gallows she ate the most. Jet probably ate the least and ate the slowest as well. Clive ate slow too, but that was only due to his table manners while Jet was just a slow eater. "Where do you put it all?"
She ignored how rude it was to talk about such topics with a woman. "Dunno. I'm sure one day it'll become a problem, maybe." She had not seen any fat people on the planet of Filgaia now that she thought of it. Fat monsters sure, but not fat people. Where were they all? The most you get on this planet is husky, or just a tad flabby. No actual flubber-blubber hanging out.
"Oh?"
"Virginia Maxwell!" A woman's voice yelled out at them. Jet and Virginia turn to the wielder of the voice, but the bag in his arms blocked his view of who they are.
"Oh...it's...you?" Virginia mutters.
"Do you know them?" Jet wondered as he fought to look around the bag in his arms. The female showed up on the scene nevertheless. She stared vacantly at Virginia who was confused.
"You...don't remember me?" The woman questioned. Virginia shrugged with a timid laugh. "I am Sakura Ryokai!"
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As a side note, not to ruin your story at a cool note, but I felt I wanted to mention the fact that this is not how it works in NDS. I was just trying to find a way to fit the two stories and this works best. It also makes it harder since it totally alters the NDS story, so, if it's not good, don't think NDS isn't as well.
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"Sakura?" Virginia put her hand to her chin in thought as Jet just dropped all of the bags in his hands, now lacking all control of his muscles. "I think...I remember someone with that name."
Sakura and Jet stared at one another for a second. Jet more than Sakura. She shook her head instead and blocked Jet out for the moment. Finding her voice, "You forget after what you did to me?" She fumed. "I challenge you to a match, Ginny!"
"A fight? What sort?"
"Anything-goes." She replied sternly.
"Okay, when?"
"Tomorrow morning. We'll meet at the pub."
"Fine by me."
"You will regret what you did to me." Sakura bellowed. Then she took on a more favorable position. "Oh, it's so nice to see you're still alive and well Jet. I hope that after I beat our mutual friend here that we can...maybe...get some lunch or something." She blushed. "I mean, I can make you lunch."
"Uh...I guess...I mean," Jet looked at Virginia who was giving him the 'evil eye' because he could tell it was not the 'crazy eye' that he saw once and will never forget in his life. He decided to not continue his answer.
"Good. See you then." She turned back to Virginia. A glare was cast out. "I will see you tomorrow." And, she hurried off as quickly was she had appeared. Jet just went to picking up the groceries.
"The broken pickle jar is coming out of your pocket." Virginia 'hurumph'ed and stormed away. Jet just stood half angry—how dare she make him pay for something he did not want—and half confused—what was up with her?
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I have just decided on a much better idea now. I'll leave you at that much today and give you an odd surprise tomorrow. It's fun toying with you readers anyway.