Road Trip, Eh?
RR: Hello, all, and welcome back to our lovely fic. I am writing this chapter, so please give me all the credit when reviewing. XP
A note for anyone who cares: I saw the sequel to 'WOW, Canada!' at the book fair at our school. I wanted to buy it, but unfortunately, I couldn't :'(
Disclaimer: We don't own Canada, Alberta, 'WOW Canada,' Head-Smashed-In Buffalo Jump, or, most importantly, Beyblade.
Chapter Three: Children are the Future of Canada
It was early one blustery morning in Alberta, Canada, when a young teen named Tyson Granger rolled over in his sleep muttering, hitting his friend Kenny in the face.
"Urmph!" was Kenny's intelligent reply to this outraging madness.
"Children are the future of CAAAANADA, without them, there would be no CAAAANADA-" Hilary bellowed into a megaphone. Naturally, this woke Tyson up and prevented him from beating poor Kenny up some more.
"Geeze, Hilary, you don't have to be so LOUD! I'm not kidding, dude, if you do that one more time I am going to kill you in your sleep," Tyson threatened.
"But Tyson," Hilary whined, "If they all were to drop DEAADICAA, there would be no more CAAANADA!"
Suddenly Ray burst into the room, closely followed by Kai. "Guys, you're disrupting our beauty sleep!" he moaned in a girly voice. "Yeah, so shut the !#&# up!" Kai ordered. "And that's an order!"
Enter Max, stage left! "Guys, what's going on here? I hope you're not fighting because we really need to get-oh. Hi, Kai! Well, I'll just go get dressed now…" Max slowly backed out of the room as if he was running from a rampaging buffalo. He didn't want to get beat up, as Tyson obviously had, with his black nose and bloody eye.
"Okay, just because I'm a little mixed up that's no reason to make fun of me!" Tyson sobbed when he saw Max trying to hold back his laughter at Tyson's black nose and eye sopping blood.
"Haha, Tyson the Black-Nosed…uhh…Beyblader! Haha!" Everyone but Max pointed and laughed, because Max is too nice he would never do that (well, except in his head).
"We won't let Tyson join in any Beyblade tournaments, right?" Kai questioned, but it was of the military sort.
"Yes, SIR!" Ray and Hilary saluted.
"You know, that may not be the best idea, seeing as Tyson's the best beyblader on the team…" Kenny suggested.
"What did you saay?" Kai asked evilly, narrowing his eyes like a pro evil dude. I bet he learned it from Boris.
"Hey…guys? We're in Alberta, aren't we supposed to actually leave the hotel and do stuff?" Max inquired.
"Hey…yeah! Good idea, Max! Where do you guys want to go first?" Hilary took charge, in typical Hilary fashion.
"Ooh, ooh, I wanna go to Wild Rose Country!" Ray exclaimed.
"We're in Wild Rose Country, you moron-that's Alberta's nickname," Kai…said.
"Figures Ray would want to see something with roses in its name…"
"Hey! Cut that out, Tyson! Just because I'm a different way than you…!"
"Whatever. Anyway, Hil, I wanna see the Head-Smashed-In Buffalo Jump! It sounds violen-uh, sounds cool!"
"Well…it's a little far…but I guess no one else has any other suggestions, so let's do it! It sounds viol-cool, anyway!" Hilary agreed.
"Hn." Kai hn-ed.
"According to my new Kai-British dictionary, that meant, 'but I don't wanna go!' " Max offered.
"Hey, you took my suggestion! Awesome! Now we can both understand Kai together! YEAH!" Tyson jumped for joy, but then tripped over Kenny, who was sitting on the floor working with his laptop. "…Ow."
"HNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!" Kai-hn-ed again.
"Aha, according to this dictionary, that specimen of 'hn' was a very rare one-Kai only says this when he is overcome with emotion, which isn't often," Max pointed out.
"What's he all emo for about now?" Hilary wondered.
"THERE ARE MORE OF THEM THAN THERE ARE OF US! IT'S A TRAGEDY!" Ray kerfuffled. Yes, kerfuffled. I like that word, leave me alone.
"Guys, now that we know where we're going, don't you think we ought to actually go?" Max said.
The 6 teens were driving down the highway in their SUV, which was newly painted lime green and orange by Max, when Kai screamed.
"O-M-G KAI! KEEP YOUR EYES ON THE ROAD!" Kenny cried in horror, even though Kai had already slammed on the brakes.
"MOOSES!" Kai cried enthusiastically, which was weird for Kai. "LOOKIE!"
"Actually, Kai, the correct term would be-" Kenny was cut off by Max.
"MOOSE, Kai, MOOSE!"
"Or 'Meese' " Tyson added, which rocked because meese is the best word in the world, seeing as I invented it.
"Whatever. Max, see, I told you. You can see moose all over Canada." Kai I-told-you-so-ed.
"But it's still not very likely, eh? I was in Algonquin Park at prime moose-seeing time and I didn't see one!" A random Canuck remarked.
"Okay guys, we're here!" Moose #1 said. The two meese had been galloping (if that's what meese do) along with the car, all the way to the Jump.
"Whee! We're here! Hilary, can we see the demonstration first?" Tyson was excited.
"Alright, but remember, Tyson-we're in public! Don't embarrass us!" Hilary reminded him.
During the demonstration, they did not use a real buffalo, much to Tyson's dismay. Although the dummy looked real, the 5 (Kai was being all Kai-ish and said he'd 'wait in the car') finally figured out it was fake when a real, live caption magically appeared saying, 'No buffaloes were harmed in the making of this demonstration.'
"Awww, common! Screw the buffaloes, who cares about them! Let's get some hard core ACTION going on here!" Tyson got up and yelled.
"…Tyson…the demo's over…" Ray pointed out. "And you enjoyed it, didn't you?"
"…Well…yeah…but it woulda been better if it was real!"
"But you didn't even know that it wasn't till after!"
"So! That still ruined it!"
All Hilary could think about was how idiotic Tyson was and how he never listened to her.
All Kenny could think about was how high that cliff was and if it were a box, boy would it have a high volume!
All Max could think about was when Tyson and Ray would stop arguing.
All Kai could think about was when his love and the other 4 morons would get back.
"Yeah, they've been gone for a long time, eh?" A random Canadian who teleported onto Kai's windshield said.
During the drive home, everyone was mysteriously silent. This was because Kai had invested in some high-tech technology that allowed him to mute whoever he wanted.
When suddenly…
"O-M-G my HAT!" Tyson cried in horror as his hat blew out the window.
"Tyson that's an acronym you-" Hilary started.
"Yeah, yeah, we know already. Now..ahem..MY HAT! MY PRECIOUS HAT! SOMEBODY SAVE ME!"
Everyone stared. And stared. And stared. And stared some more. Until finally…
"O-M-G THE CAR! THE CAR! THE CAR, KAI, THE CAR!"
"That's an acronym, Max, you-"
"WHO CARES, HILARY!" Tyson shut her up.
"THE CAR, KAI, THE CAR!" Max continued. "IT'S ROLLING OVER IN CASE YOU HAVEN'T NOTICED!"
"Max, Tyson, these extreme winds are because of the wind gusts! They happen sometimes here in the prairies." Kenny informed.
"I DON'T CARE, WE HAVE TO SAVE OURSELVES! LET US RIP!" They both cried. They launched their 'blades at the window of the car and jumped out.
"You know, they didn't really need their blades to do that," Ray said smartly.
"Well, aren't you guys gonna come, too?" Tyson popped his head back in through the smashed window, with a newly retrieved hat.
"Tyson, in case you haven't noticed, this is a speeding, rolling car that could squish you at any moment, " Kai advised Tyson to get away or get inside in a monotone voice that could rival Severus Snape's.
"Fine, but it's not my fault if you all die!" Tyson said in a singsong voice, as if dying was a matter to be joked about.
Two hours later, Tyson and Max were shocked to learn that nobody died, and everyone was safe back in their hotel rooms to get a good night's sleep.
Well, except Kenny-we all know he's going to get beaten up.
To be continued…
Will Tyson ever get over the emotional trauma of being the modern day Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer? Will Kai ever be understood? Will Max and Kai argue about Moose and Mooses every chapter? Will people ever stop saying O-M-G even though it's an acronym?
Find out in the next chapter…
RR: So? How was it? May I add that this is the longest chapter I have ever written. And my good friend ATA edited this lovely piece of work. She will also write next chapter.
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