Standard Disclaimer: HEY! LAWYERS! GET AWAY FROM MY PIE!
Author's Notes: (shrugs) I've run out of things to say. As for the quick update, I felt like doing another chapter of Housemates.
And for all you readers who know my stories are balanced, prepare…FOR ACTION!
Begin!
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Chapter 7: Costume Contest (Part 2)
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/Gymnasium Rooftop, Odaiba School, Odaiba, 4:02 PM/
"Wow. Lot of people down there," said Koromon.
"You know it," agreed Upamon.
Right now, gathered on the rooftop of the gymnasium were ten Digimon: Koromon, Tsunomon, Yokomon, Tanemon, Motimon, Demiveemon, Poromon, Upamon, Patamon, and Gatomon. They were staring down through some of the windows in the gymnasium's rooftop; this way, they could keep a full eye on the costume contest.
Tsunomon quietly murmured, "I hope Matt doesn't choke when it comes time to judge."
"Don't worry! He'll be fine!" reassured Motimon.
Meanwhile, Yokomon exclaimed, "Wow! Look at Yolei's costume!"
"Awesome, isn't it?" said Poromon with a hint of pride.
Tanemon, with just as much pride, smirked. "Of course! Nothing can go wrong when Mimi's at the helm!"
Gatomon, on the other hand, stared down with quite scorn at Davis and TK. "This is a bad idea…using the Holy Armors as a costume was a bad decision. It's something I can see Davis doing…but TK?"
Patamon shrugged. "Hey, it isn't really THAT bad of an idea."
"Besides, what's so bad about it?" asked Demiveemon.
Gatomon sweatdropped as she groaned. "Gah…think about it! Even if they only use the armors as a costume, they could level this whole building if they wanted to! Heck, if they fully unleashed the power of those armors, they could level the ENTIRE CITY!"
"Ah, you worry too much Gatomon," reassured Demiveemon. "What could go wrong?"
Famous last words.
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/Gymnasium, Odaiba School, Odaiba, 4:05 PM/
Kari blanched at the sight of both Davis AND TK wearing their Holy Armors. "What…are…they…thinking?"
"Boys will be boys," muttered Sora.
"Even so, you have to admire the idea; it's quite ingenious when you think about it," said Izzy.
Ken nodded out of concurrence. "True. Just as long as they don't let any explosions loose, they should be just fine."
Uh…no.
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Davis resisted the urge to scream his head off at TK for stealing his idea. Instead, he stomped towards TK and angrily said, "Hat-boy! What the heck are you thinking, stealing my costume idea?"
"Your idea?" replied TK out of confusion. "Actually, I think you could say the idea was mutually exclusive. I just thought about it so I could win the costume contest."
Davis Inoue snorted at the Child of Hope. "Feh. Whatever…but you know what? I'll still kick your kisser! Your costume's nothing more compared to mine!"
However, as Davis said that, a lot of contestants were behind TK, poking at his wings. One kid dressed like Hamtaro said, "Ooh…pretty wings! Are they real?"
TK – having prepared for questions like that – innocently said. "Nah."
Another kid dressed as Pikachu exclaimed, "But how come they look real?"
"My dad works at the Fuji Television Station. You'd be surprised how much stuff you can find there," replied TK with a smile.
Davis' eyebrow twitched. Oh. He's good.
"Attention!" yelled Principal Motoyama through a bullhorn. "Contestant number one, line up on stage!"
An excited teenager wearing a ninja costume whooped. "Me first!"
You see, those who had signed in to partake in the contest were given a number by the judges. When their number was called, they would get on the podium and exhibit their costume for the judges.
The teen grinned as he stepped onto the podium. "He he he…I'm going to win!"
Mrs. Hakashi asked, "So, what are you disguised as?"
"A ninja!" exclaimed the teen as he swung a plastic katana around in the air.
Matt resisted the urge to laugh. Even though the kid proclaimed to be disguised as a ninja, it was nothing more than tight black pajamas. He could even see the zipper. Matt turned his head to see Mrs. Hakashi and Jonathon Motoyama having similar looks of amusement in their eyes. This kid definitely isn't winning the contest.
However, there were over one hundred contestants to choose a winner from.
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"Contestant number 9!"
A delightfully cute seven-year-old girl came on stage, wearing a Bijou the hamster costume. "Hi! I'm Bijou!"
Mrs. Hakashi smiled happily. "Aw…you look so cute."
Matt and Motoyama sweatdropped. The principal thought, Well, there is the cuteness factor to consider…
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"Contestant number 21!"
Tai grinned as he walked on stage, a large replica of the infamous Tetsusaiga dangling over his shoulder, his right hand limply holding it. He wore quite a good copy of Inuyasha's outfit, from the red outfit (with the long, loose sleeves even) to the necklave of purple beads and white teeth (made from clay, however). Even the white hair – although not long at all – was done reasonably well, and he had a pair of phony dog-ears. As if that weren't enough, he had yellow contact lenses to change his eye color.
Matt actually laughed. "So Tai…I see you still have the Tetsusaiga sword from the 'Win the Fang Sweepstakes' last year."
"You know it!" replied Tai with a grin.
"Anyways…who are you dressed up as Tai?" asked Mr. Motoyama.
Tai swung the fake Tetsusaiga blade – although it was a replica, it was only made of plastic – around him. "I am dressed up as none other than Inuyasha!"
Mrs. Hakashi blinked. "Oh yes…I remember now from when you were in my class two years ago. You often daydreamed about this 'Inuyasha'…while class was still taking place."
Tai sweatdropped. A few of the high-school students in the audience (Matt included) snickered.
Motomaya glanced at Matt. "The design is well done in my opinion…but seeing as how I know jack-squat about this 'Inusasha', is the costume faithful to the character?"
"With the exception of the hair length…darn near perfect," replied Matt.
Mrs. Hakashi grinned. Hmm…he might be winner material…
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"Contestant number 35!"
A male adolescent in a Gundam 'costume' stepped onto the podium. "I…am a Mobile Suit. To be more precise, I am…" He then struck a pose. "A GUNDAM!"
Then his 'costume' fell apart. I put the 'costume' part inside marks because it was made out of nothing but colored cardboard.
All three judges sweatdropped. "Next."
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"Contestant number 50!"
A blonde teenager wearing nothing but a white bathrobe walked onto the podium, a strange grin plastered onto his face. "Hmm hmm hmm…"
Motoyama raised an eyebrow out of concern. "I assume that bathrobe is not your costume?"
"No sir…my costume's underneath." Then, as he undid the bathrobe's belt, he yelled, "Behold…GOD'S GIFT TO WOMEN!"
Then he promptly flashed the entire audience.
The judges gaped. Younger children blinked out of confusion as the more sensible teenagers forcibly closed their eyes. A lot of female adolescents shrieked out of utter horror.
Then, Yolei flew in from the side (more like a long jump, but for the sake of the scene, work with me), her eyes flaring with fire as she roared, "OFF THE STAGE YOU FREAKIN' HENTAI PERVERT!"
POW!
The flasher groaned as Yolei's feet slammed into his head, knocking him onto the ground. The judges immediately gave Yolei a thumbs-up. "Bravo!"
Yolei smiled happily.
Meanwhile, up in the stands, Izzy glanced quietly at Ken before commenting, "You have an odd taste in women my dear friend."
"Izzy! Shut up!"
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"Contestant number 57!"
Cody quietly stood on stage, his body clothed in the white-and-gray bogu that was the standard uniform for practitioners of Kendo. In his hands was a shinai: the wooden sword used in the art of Kendo.
Matt calmly said, "So Cody…mind telling us what you're dressed as?"
"A student of Kendo…and if you don't mind, I'd like to demonstrate a few techniques for the audience. I'd like you to know that even though I am an assistant master in my house, I still have much to learn. So please forgive me if my technique seems crude." Then, Cody began demonstrating the swordplay of the Kendo style.
Despite what Cody said, his swordplay was eloquent and graceful in its fluidity. The series of thrusts, parries, and controlled slashes he made toward his invisible opponent were marvelous to look at.
Jonathon Motoyama smiled as he leaned toward Matt Ishida, whispering, "Amazing talent that kid has, eh?"
Matt nodded. "Indeed." He glanced back at the audience; he could see that quite a few people were bedazzled by the Child of Humility's work.
Up in the stands, Ken suddenly frowned. "I see…"
"Hmm? What? What do you see?" asked Kari.
"Since his grandfather died in the Odaiba War, Cody is now technically the teacher at the Hida Kendo class…and he's using this costume contest as an opportunity to 'advertise', if you get my drift."
"I see…" muttered Mimi. "Smart move!"
Meanwhile, down in the throng of contestants, TK looked at Cody sorrowfully as the boy bowed and walked off the stage to tremendous applause. Cody…since your grandfather's not alive anymore, you want to keep his teachings alive by passing them on to others…that's an honorable thing you're doing Cody.
Ironically, Cody was thinking along those same lines. Grandpa…your teachings live on in me…and I will honor your memory by passing those words on to others.
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"Contestant number 75!"
A long-haired female teenager gave a 'V for Victory' sign to the audience as she took off her bathrobe, revealing…a two-piece swimsuit made out of leaves. "Love Hina OWNS YOU ALL!"
The judges sweatdropped. Matt immediately yelled, "NEXT!"
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"Contestant number 94!"
The judges all sweatdropped at the sight of a young kid trying to walk up the stairs to the podium; he was wearing a clunky, miniaturized replica of the Big O mech.
Mrs. Hakashi resisted the urge as the kid futilely tried to ascend the stairs. A costume's no good if you can't move.
They all then facefaulted when the kid fell backwards onto the floor. Mrs. Hakashi did the honors. "Next."
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Matt Ishida looked down at his slip of paper quietly. So far, out of the 107 contestants called up, only ten had been given the title of 'Finalist Material'.
Name – CostumeTai Kamiya – Inuyasha
Tomoe Nira – Samurai
Ruka Haruko – European Queen
Miko Enyuka – Bijou the Hamster
Thomas Himura – Darth Vader
Randy Andrews – Master Chief
Cody Hida – Kendo Practitioner
Eleanor Uchiha – The Boss
Edward Hyuga – Boba Fett
Neji Hatake – Kakashi
Matt chuckled at the costume variety. Heh. A half-demon, a Japanese samurai, European royalty, a hamster, a Sith Lord, a cybernetic super soldier, a Kendo teacher, a special forces operative, a space-age bounty hunter, and an elite ninja…quite a selection.
Still, there were only three contestants left…and compared to the current ten finalists, THESE three would blow them out of the water.
Yolei Inoue.
Davis Inoue.
And TK Takaishi.
As much as Matt hated to admit it, the boys' idea to use their respective Holy Armors was sheer genius. Nobody knew what power they contained, and the Holy Armors were probably more authentic than any other costume in the entire building.
"Contestant number 108!"
That's when Yolei Inoue calmly stepped onto the stage. Several of the boys in the crowd gave her wolf whistles.
"CAN IT! THIS IS A COSTUME CONTEST, NOT A PEEP SHOW!"
That promptly quieted everyone. The Child of Caring then happily smiled at the judges. "Sorry about that."
"No apology needed," replied Mrs. Hakashi with a small smile.
"So, Miss Inoue…who are you dressed as?" asked the principal with a calm smile.
A few moments passed. In the stands, Mimi was hurryingly thinking, Say an alluring vixen! Say an alluring vixen! There's nothing else that'll fit!
Finally, Yolei said, "Myself."
This caused the three judges to blink out of curiosity. "Elaborate," asked the principal.
"Well…it's just that a lot of times, people normally wear their own kind of costume to disguise who they really are…so in a way, they actually BECOME their costume." Then, she smiled widely. "Let's just say my costume is who I really am. I guess you could say I'm not wearing a costume at all."
Silence.
In the stands, Izzy chuckled. "Heh…she has a point, you know. These days, so many people hide who they really are to move ahead in this world."
"Right," concurred Kari. "It takes something extraordinary to reveal your true self in this day and age without fearing ridicule."
"Does being the Child of Caring count?" joked Sora.
Finally, Mrs. Hakashi giggled. "Hee hee hee…interesting costume idea…unorthodox, yet unique, original, and slightly poignant in its subject matter."
"Agreed," said both male judges. Matt then put another addition to his list.
Yolei Inoue – Yolei Inoue
Ha! How's that for a costume? Dressing as yourself… Matt couldn't help but smile at thought.
As Yolei stepped off the podium, Motoyama pulled out his bullhorn. "Contestant number 109!"
"WOO! MY TURN!" cheered Davis as he bounded onto the podium. All of the other Digidestined in the gymnasium imultaneously thought the same thing: Oh boy. Then they all blinked. That was weird. Another set of blinks. That was weird too! Then they all glared upward. Stop that!
(Sorry.)
Mrs. Hakashi suppressed her anger. Although Davis had been a bit of a troublemaker last week, she had to remain unbiased in her judging. Still, there was no masking the slight hint of contempt in her tone. "So…what are you supposed to be?"
Davis grinned as his golden armor gleamed in the gymnasium lights. "I am a do-gooder of course!" As he did goofy hero poses, he said, "I am a superhero! I am the bane of evil! I am…the Magna Warrior!" At that moment, he had a number of panels open up in his armor, revealing his Magna Missiles. He charged his Magna Ray, causing parts of his armor to shine brightly. He converted his two gauntlets into the Magna Guns. His thrusters flared with light, but it wasn't enough to actually propel Davis into the air. It was all just for show…and, of course, he didn't actually shout out his attacks' names.
The judges blinked out of surprise. A large multitude of the audience went, "Oooh…" The other Digidestined – save for Judge Ishida – facefaulted.
Finally, Matt asked, "I ASSUME none of that stuff is real? I mean, it looks VERY convincing…"
Davis goofily grinned. "Nah, it's all fake. What do you think I am? An idiot?"
Matt frowned. Touché. However, he couldn't help but admit to himself that Davis had made a stronger showing than anyone else up to that point.
Motoyama and Hakashi were more visibly impressed. "Very impressive Davis. You may now walk off."
Davis cheerily bowed before walking off the podium.
"Contestant number 110!"
TK smiled as he walked on stage. His bronze Armor of Hope also gleamed in the light. Finally, Motoyama asked, "So…who are you supposed to be?"
"Well…someone original. I guess you could call me the…Angel of Hope." TK then held his armored left hand up. "My dad works at the TV station, and he managed to get this for me. I cleaned it up, and voila! And this thing has a few nifty features." He then pressed his right index finger against his palm, while extending his wings at the same time.
Izzy smiled. Clever. Pressing down on his palm with his finger to give off the illusion that the wings don't work on their own.
Motoyama arched an eyebrow, obviously impressed. "Ah…anything else?"
TK pressed his middle finger against his palm. The triangle on his forehead glowed turquoise. Then, much to the shock of the Digidestined, TK fired his Equis Beam.
As the prism beam sailed toward the ground, Davis thought, Wow…he's dumber than I thought.
However, when the beam hit the floor, it didn't do anything. Davis' eyes boggled. HUH?
TK smiled. "It's nothing more than a flashlight, really." He had drastically decreased the power behind the Equis Beam; it was now nothing more than an actual flashlight. Smart move on his part; it wouldn't do him any good to burn a hole in the floor.
"Anything else?" asked Mrs. Hakashi.
TK then pressed down on his palm with his pinky finger. Small stars fell down from the wings: his Star Shower attack. However, the blue stars merely crashed into the floor and harmlessly exploded into glitter-like dust before disappearing. To everyone watching, it was a harmless light show.
Matt had to admit that the control TK was exhibiting was extremely impressive…and that was the problem.
Because he couldn't decide whether to give the first place nod to either Davis…or TK.
And apparently, the other two judges were having the same problem.
Finally, Mr. Motoyama said, "Contestant number 109, please get onto the podium with Contestant number 110."
Davis grinned as he walked onto the podium, looking quite smug. I'm gonna win, I'm gonna win, I'm gonna win win win…
After exchanging a few whispers with the other judges, the principal finally said, "I'm afraid that we can't decide the victor between either of you."
Davis' eyes boggled. WHAT? TK merely arched an eyebrow out of surprise. Oh. Darn.
"So we have agreed to split the money 50/50 and just skip the trophy…unless you have an idea, that's what we'll do," finished Motoyama.
Davis began sweating. Oh man…if he thinks I'm going to let TK share the first place spot with me, he's got another thing coming! Then, an idea clicked in his head. …yeah… "Hey! I have an idea!"
At that comment, death knells rang out inside Yolei's head. Uh oh.
Motoyama blinked as Davis whispered the idea into his ear. "…hmm…what? ABSOLUTELY NOT!"
"But come on! We've choreographed all of the moves and everything!" moaned Davis. TK took the opportunity to blink. Choreographed? Huh?
The principal frowned. "You expect me to believe that you actually planned out a FIGHT with Takaishi in the event you two TIED?"
Davis blinked. "Uh…yeah?"
Mrs. Hakashi snorted. "Is that so?"
"Yes."
The three judges looked up at TK, who was looking down at them with a smile. "Believe it or not, it's true."
"But TK!" protested Matt, knowing that his younger brother was fibbing.
"No buts Matt…there can only be one winner." He then glanced over at Davis with a smile, winking. "Right?"
Davis grinned cockily. "Right."
Mrs. Hakashi quickly protested, "But we cannot allow violence to happen in this school! We can't let this happen! Right Principal Motoyama?"
Motoyama was silent, his eyes staring quietly into the determined eyes of Davis and into the warm eyes of TK.
Finally…he relented. "You say you've practiced this 'fight?' No one will get hurt?"
Davis and TK shook their heads. "No one will get hurt!" exclaimed the Child of Miracles.
Motoyama sighed…should he really be doing this…? Oh well…if they don't get hurt, it won't be bad. Besides…it'll be a good show for the kids. Finally, he pulled out his bullhorn and said, "All contestants, please make room on the gymnasium floor for TK Takaishi and Davis Inoue. The winner shall be decided in this choreographed 'bout'."
This announcement sent a wave of shock throughout the audience. Yolei facefaulted, thinking, The principal's gone insane! However, a lot of children began smiling as they thought about it; first place decided by a fight! What could be better?
Feeling frustrated, Matt Ishida glared at the principal. "No disrespect intended…but how the heck can a winner be decided from a 'planned' fight?"
Motoyama chuckled. "That's why I want to see this so-called 'choreographed' battle." The glint in his eyes said it all; he knew this battle wasn't planned at all. And yet, he was curious to see what would happen.
The students murmured quietly as Davis and TK stood several yards apart from each other, staring at each other intently. In the background, Tai was grinning madly. This is gonna be sweet!
TK stared quietly at Davis. "So…you first?"
Davis only shook his head.
"Alright then…remember, no flashy stuff." Then he charged forward.
SLAM!
The students gaped; TK's fist had slammed into the side of Davis' face, sending him backwards. Before the judges could cry foul, Davis chuckled. "Heh heh…nice hit."
TK frowned as Davis walked closer toward him. "So…what was the freebie for?"
Davis didn't say anything.
Then, he ran forward like a normal human, remembering not to do anything that would attract negative attention. He launched his right fist forward, only to have it caught by TK, who countered with a right hook of his own. Davis immediately grabbed it with his left hand.
That was when Davis finally answered. "That freebie was for you; call it repaying a debt for nearly leaving you behind at the Emperor's first base." You see, when the Emperor was still at large and in charge of the Server continent, the Digidestined had stumbled upon his first base: an underwater labyrinth of metal and creepiness. They had gone there to try and find information to use against him…but all they had found were two great threats: powerful security droids known as Terminator Units, and an artificial Digimon called Alienmon. In their attempt to escape that horrific place, TK had fallen into a trap…and in a moment of weakness, Davis had opted to leave TK behind so that he could have Kari for himself (after all, back then, his jealousy for TK had been at fever-pitch levels). However, he had wised up before TK could be devoured by Alienmon; he had gone back with Kari and Shaun to save the Child of Hope from a horrible death. Still, even today, the thought of what he had done weighed heavily on Davis' soul…and the weight would probably never be lifted.
But he could settle the debt at least a little bit.
TK smiled; although he didn't know what had really happened, he only knew that Davis had come to rescue him. "Hey…the past is the past…and the future has yet to come…there's only now."
"My kind of words," remarked Davis.
Then he flipped TK over.
The Child of Hope blinked as he was suddenly gripped by vertigo. Davis then slammed his body into the ground, keeping his strength under control. TK countered by kicking Davis in the chest, sending the Child of Miracles backwards. The Child of Hope leapt to his feet before charging.
As several students cheered, Davis grabbed TK's fist, but he was quickly kneed in the gut. Davis ducked downward and tripped TK up with a sweeping kick, hoping to get the Child of Hoppe to fall on his hindquarters. However, TK landed on his hands, stopping his fall. He lashed out with a swift kick to Davis' midsection; Davis flipped backward to avoid it, but as he landed, TK was upon him once more.
As the two exchanged a series of punches and kicks, the students were slowly getting more and more involved. Eventually, the majority of students were split into two camps: Davis fans and TK fans.
The Digidestined weren't part of either group. They were too busy fearing that either Davis or TK would accidentally let loose and cause the building to collapse. Izzy gulped as the two combatants fought each other, restraining as much of their power as they could. Oh man…the impulse to let loose must be agonizing…but they have to actively keep restraining their own abilities, or they'll bring this place down…oh man, this is painful to watch…
"HYA!" roared Davis as he slammed his fist into TK's breastplate, causing the Child of Hope to stagger backwards. Davis immediately followed up with a side-kick to the gut…well, what WOULD'VE been the gut had TK not jumped backwards and onto the first row of the stands. Several of the students yelped as they backed away from the combatants.
TK grimaced as Davis punched and kicked at him; he blocked as best as he could, but he was getting worn down. Man…without my abilities, it's only hand-to-hand…and Davis is better than me in that regard…
"YO! TK!" yelled Tomoe Nira as she tossed her two plastic katanas – which had been part of her samurai costume – at TK. Obviously, she was part of the 'pro-TK' group. "GIVE HIM WHAT FOR!" Her fell Pro-TK fans cheered enthusiastically along with her.
TK caught the two katanas quietly…and then he smiled. "These'll help," remarked the Child of Hope as he clenched their hilts tightly.
Davis gulped. Crud.
Davis immediately ran away from TK, much to the bewilderment of the Child of Hope. Huh? The Pro-TK students jeered at Davis' apparent cowardice. The Pro-Davis students either booed at TK's use of an extra weapon or at Davis' apparent cowardice.
However, he had an actual plan…and it involved pilfering a certain half-demon's weapon.
Tai blinked as Davis snatched the Tetsusaiga replica out of his hands. "HEY!"
"Scuse' me. Borrowing it," muttered Davis as he whirled around to face TK. The Child of Miracles grinned as he held the Tetsusaiga with one hand. "Heh…sword time! EN GUARDE!"
TK yelped as Davis charged, swinging with the Tetsusaiga. He used both katanas to block the sword, but Davis was proving surprisingly quick with swinging the massive blade.
Wait…scratch that. When wearing the Armor of Miracles, Davis was capable of leveling a building. He was strong enough to wield that blade as if it were no lighter than a steak knife. TK was kicked out of his thought processes when Davis swung downward with the Tetsusaiga. TK immediately used both katanas to block it.
Davis smirked. Leaping away, he immediately charged forward, Tetsusaiga clenched tightly in his right hand. "HAAA…!"
TK charged forward as well, the katanas held in an 'X' pattern. "HAAA…!"
The plastic blades met.
CLANG!
The blades went flying in various directions. The Tetsusaiga clanged onto the ground beside Tai's feet, while the two katanas clattered onto the floor near the stands Tomoe Nira sat at.
All the while, the judges were watching on in silence. Here are their thoughts.
Mrs. Hakashi: This is a bad idea…those two are going to end up hurting each other…
Principal Motoyama: Heh…'choreographed', eh? Since when does a planned fight involve using other people's swords as your own?
Matt Ishida: Go TK!
Hey, the fight was going on whether Matt liked it or not. He might as well have decided to root for his little brother.
Davis and TK stared at each other quietly. Even though they appeared to have been fighting at their hardest to the students, they hadn't even broken a sweat yet.
At last, the two charged at each other, their left fists extended. They intended to strike at the fists, making for a nifty hit…but they misjudged the target area…and then…
POW!
POW!
…their fists hit their faces. The two had been so unprepared for the sudden hit that they fell backwards onto the ground.
Everyone gaped. Mrs. Hakashi quickly walked over to the two and looked at them quietly. "They're only unconscious. They'll be awake soon…but it's clear they did not win the tiebreaker." A sly grin crossed her face; she knew how to get payback against Davis for all the trouble caused last week…and payback against the principal for condoning such a violent display. She quickly scampered over to the other two judges and began whispering to them.
Yolei blinked out of curiosity. What are they talking about…?
In the stands, Ken frowned. Are they trying to decide the winner?
Finally, Motoyama sighed. "Fine then…you're right, it was a bad idea anyway."
Matt didn't seem to like it…but it was clear he had agreed as well, for the sake of logic and procedure if nothing else.
Smiling, Mrs. Hakashi grabbed the bullhorn and said, "Dear students…since the two finalists are unconscious, they cannot receive their prize…therefore, the prize of the trophy and 100 bucks goes to the runner-up: Yolei Inoue!"
Yolei Inoue stared at Mrs. Hakashi, slack-jawed. …what'd she just say?
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/Mantarou and Davis' Room, Inoue Apartment, Odaiba, 10:25 PM/
Davis angrily grumbled as he gazed upward at the bottom of Mantarou's bunk. Over the weekened, the eldest Inoue child had gotten the pre-made metal bunks; now Jun and Davis could actually sleep on actual beds. "Man…this sucks. I was only unconscious for ten freakin' minutes!"
"Chill dude, it's only a contest. It's not like life and death," lazily said Mantarou from his top bunk.
Davis snorted. "It's not that! It's the principle of the thing!" Now that he was angry, he couldn't sleep. "Bleh. Gotta go to the bathroom." With that said, he got up and stomped out of the room, storming into the bathroom.
Ten seconds later, someone snuck into the two boys' room and put something down on Davis' bunk. That 'someone' immediately snuck back out.
Fifty seconds later, Davis walked in, grumbling, "Bleh…Mrs. Hakashi did it only to spite me. I should've won that…" He then stopped before getting back in bed. Sitting on top of his bunk was a small, golden trophy that looked like a Jack-O'-Lantern sitting on top of a pedestal. The trophy itself was a foot tall, and it sat on a white marble pedestal. On the pedestal was a black plaque that read 'HALLOWEEN COSTUME CONTEST WINNER'.
"…trophy…?" Davis picked it up, only to find a note taped onto the back. He quietly read it, his eyes squinting in the darkness.
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Hi. Look, I know when I'm beat; you obviously won that contest, and I don't think TK's will to win was as great as yours either. Just so you don't feel bad, here's the trophy to keep. It's too tacky for me anyway.
From your dear 'sister', Yolei
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Davis couldn't help but blink at the touching emotion in the letter…and it was especially shocking since it came from Yolei. "Yolei…" He actually smiled; perhaps she wasn't so bad after all. "Oh, there's more."
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P.S: However, I keep the money.
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"DARN IT YOLEI!"
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To be continued…
Next time…
Chapter 8: The First Date
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Author's Notes: Hee hee…hope you all enjoyed the contest. And if you can correctly guess WHO goes on their first date in the next chapter, you get a cookie. ;)
See you soon, and please review!