Hey again, guys, me, Freed, and I'm not in a too happy mood right now, feel
bad for the next guy that has to come in.
Anyways, thanks you to all who reviewed, your thoughts are much appreciated.
On with the fic.
Ray Kon sits nervously in another room trying to figure out his fate, as the other members of his team had just walked out rather frustrated.
"Okay, Ray," Blackie says to him, "You can go in now."
"Thanks," he says nervously, as he heads towards the stage.
("Okay, Ray's on now."
"Okay," I reply.)
As soon as Ray takes his seat, "Know your stars.............know your stars...........know your stars............know your stars.........."
"Ray Kon.......He was born on Mars."
"Um, no, I was born in China, or at least that's what I'm told," he tells me calmly.
"But your not sure?"
"Well, not exactly," he explains, "but there's no life on any other planet."
"Or so you're told."
"Well, yeah."
"Whatever. Ray Kon........he's devoted his life to be a banana."
"Huh? No, I've devoted my life to be the best blader I can," he says.
"Sure. Ray Kon.........You are the weakest link."
"What?" he asks. "That's a whole other show."
"Or so you're told."
"Well, yeah."
"Ray Kon.......he's an idiot."
"Why are you saying these things?"
"Ray Kon, so I can devote my life to be nothing but insane and evil."
"Why would you want to do that?"
"Ray Kon....sarcasm is a foreign language to him."
"Oh, sorry I didn't know."
"Ray Kon........he was abandoned by everyone he knows."
"What? Why?" he asks in a panic.
"Ray Kon.........He's incredibly gullible."
"No I'm not!"
"What about that time with Kevin?"
"That was an accident," he says.
"Sure. Ray Kon..........He's in love with himself."
"No, I'm not. I like.....some one else."
"Uh-huh. Now you know Ray Kon. Good day!"
"No, they know you're..." he starts.
"I said 'Good day'!"
"That you're in a bad mood obviously."
"No, genius, what gave you that idea?"
"Sorry I said anything."
Anyways, thanks you to all who reviewed, your thoughts are much appreciated.
On with the fic.
Ray Kon sits nervously in another room trying to figure out his fate, as the other members of his team had just walked out rather frustrated.
"Okay, Ray," Blackie says to him, "You can go in now."
"Thanks," he says nervously, as he heads towards the stage.
("Okay, Ray's on now."
"Okay," I reply.)
As soon as Ray takes his seat, "Know your stars.............know your stars...........know your stars............know your stars.........."
"Ray Kon.......He was born on Mars."
"Um, no, I was born in China, or at least that's what I'm told," he tells me calmly.
"But your not sure?"
"Well, not exactly," he explains, "but there's no life on any other planet."
"Or so you're told."
"Well, yeah."
"Whatever. Ray Kon........he's devoted his life to be a banana."
"Huh? No, I've devoted my life to be the best blader I can," he says.
"Sure. Ray Kon.........You are the weakest link."
"What?" he asks. "That's a whole other show."
"Or so you're told."
"Well, yeah."
"Ray Kon.......he's an idiot."
"Why are you saying these things?"
"Ray Kon, so I can devote my life to be nothing but insane and evil."
"Why would you want to do that?"
"Ray Kon....sarcasm is a foreign language to him."
"Oh, sorry I didn't know."
"Ray Kon........he was abandoned by everyone he knows."
"What? Why?" he asks in a panic.
"Ray Kon.........He's incredibly gullible."
"No I'm not!"
"What about that time with Kevin?"
"That was an accident," he says.
"Sure. Ray Kon..........He's in love with himself."
"No, I'm not. I like.....some one else."
"Uh-huh. Now you know Ray Kon. Good day!"
"No, they know you're..." he starts.
"I said 'Good day'!"
"That you're in a bad mood obviously."
"No, genius, what gave you that idea?"
"Sorry I said anything."