Reviewers's responses.

Fofa: Thank you! I hope you'll review again.

MesanShade: Don't worry, I corrected my mistake. Or at least at the best I could, since English isn't my primary language. I hope I won't let you down.

Bill of the Past:I know he didn't die, but everybody except the Bolt Guards think he's dead, so I must respect the story in the game. Thank you for your review.

Naval Ace: Don't worry, I'm not planning to give up on this. I'll finish this unless I get shot down by angry reviewers.

keeperofthescarf: Like I said to Shade, it's been edited. I hope you'll like this fic, and thank you for motivating me.

Author's notes: The new chapter is up! I edited the first to correct the mistake pointed out by my reviewers, and I thank them for that. Just warn me if I make any more in the future. Now, on with the story!

Disclaimer: I don't own Advance Wars.

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Chapter 1

The morning was peaceful. The sun was slowly rising, the wind was peaceful, and some guards stopped patrolling for a few seconds to see the moment. Morning were peaceful, especially this one.

That is, until...

AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!

Rachel awoke...

Jake, guessing from the scream that she just woke up, made his way towards her room. Lot of noises were coming from it, but he decided against entering, just in case she was dressing.

"Rachel, what are you doing in there?"

"Did you see what hour this is, Jake? I slept for too much time and I still got most reports from yesterday to finish, and there's still those from today. So now today I must..."

"Remember that you're suppose to go with Lash today? I'll take care of those reports, don't worry."

Rachel got out of the room after Jake's response, looking much, much better than yesterday

"Jake, I got no time for that. And you know you don't really have the patience for that. So let me... Hey, what do you think you're doing?

When Jake realized that convincing Rachel wouldn't work, he did the next best thing to make her go: take her, put her on his shoulder and go meet Lash at her car.

Of course, Rachel wasn't very happy. Being carried while passing some patrolling soldiers, who looked amused at the scene, didn't help with that too.

"Jake... tell me why I should let you carry me like this." She said slowly, anger rising.

"Because if I don't do it, you'll just finish like yesterday. And beside, it's time you take some free time for yourself."

"Not good enough for me, with all the work here."

With that, Rachel proceeded to try to free herself from him.

Outside, a car was waiting at the entrance. Lash was there, dressed as usual, with a soldier near the entrance.

"Wanna make a bet?" said Lash to the soldier.

"Oh yeah? What's the bet?"

"If I win, you'll help me with my next experiment, tee hee."

"And on what are you betting that?"

"That Rachel is going to come here struggling and screaming."

"You're on! Let's see, what I'm betting..."

"I win, toodles!"

"Huh? How are you so sure of that?" asked the soldier, getting nervous at the idea of helping Lash's "experiment".

"Look in that direction."

Sure enough, you could see Rachel struggling and screaming at Jake to put her down, while he still carried her not perturbed by her at all.

"See you in a week, tee hee."

"Serve me right for betting against Lash..." muttered the soldier, leaving while pondering his chances of leaving unscathed by Lash's new idea.

Jake, meanwhile, put Rachel down, and made her enter the car. She sat there, pouting and her arms crossed.

"Jake you don't realize how much work you got to do."

"Don't worry about it and have fun. I promise I'll take care of everything here. You'll see. Now go and have fun."

"Tee hee, I'll make sure of that, Jake."

And after that, she drove off with Rachel toward the city. Jake then returned inside, moving toward the briefing room where the reports were waiting.

"She might be pissed off if I dn't finish those reports, so better start now and listen to rock later.", Jake said to himself.

The briefing room was dark when Jake entered, so he turned the lights on.

"Better, now let's... Tell me I'm dreaming..."

There was dozen and dozen of piles of reports on the large table, waiting to be read. Jake wondered if there was still a space left on it.

"Ok, let's forget the rock..." Jake said to no one.

Meanwhile, on the road...

Rachel wondered if there was something that Lash wasn't carefree about. She was driving a little too recklessly for her tastes, and nearly having three accidents while Lash just said "oops" didn't help at all.

"So, what do we need to get for tomorrow?" asked Rachel.

"Well, since it's a party at the beach, we'll need..."

"Wait, it's on the beach? But I don't have a swimsuit!" said Rachel, panicking a little.

"You don't? Well, let's go get one, tee hee. I'm sure I can find something for you."

Saying that, she took a sharp turn, avoided another car, and headed for a shop she had in mind. Rachel suddenly dreaded what Lash might choose for her. Last time she checked, she had almost everything black in her wardrobes, and she wondered if her eyes really saw that leather suit back then...

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Author's notes: Well, it was maybe a little short, but it's for keeping you in the dark to what will come next, hehe. I can't believe I attracted such great authors to my fanfic... Only Foulds is missing to make my month now... The next chapter won't be up for a little while, because of school. But don't worry, I won't give up. So please, r/r, and thank you for taking time to do so.