Spammu: A Ginji pin, you say? Kawaii! Ooo...I want one! And yes, it is hard to make plushies, but it's very worth it!

Ginger Snaps: Here they are, the lil' cuties:

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http/img. albums/ v515/ angelgoth666/ GB20plushies/ Gin-chan.jpg

And since we all know what does to links, take out the spaces.

Miyosuke: haha, they're horribly crappy pictures, but follow the links above to see them. We hope you like them, we tried. We don't mind flames on them, we tried to make them good, but all we had to take pictures with was a webcam in Angie's room. Hopefully, we'll get new batterys for the digital one, and you guys better pictures. (New mission for GB: get back our camera's batterys, lol)

The Get Backers' adventures in Plushieland!

Summary: One day, when Angie was at Wal-mart, and had nothing in particular she wanted to buy. So she went down to the crafts section, and got some material to make a Ginji plushie! These are his adventures! Well, if the plushies could talk…Ahh well. Angie talks to them anyway.

By: US! (Angie and Tasha, a.k.a. Black and Gold)

Rating: K+

Pairings so far: BanXGinji

Warnings: PWP, shonen-ai (I mean this fic is Angie's. What else would you expect?)

Disclaimer: GB is not ours. However, the plushies mentioned in this story are.

Other Notes: Angie can only find the time and money to make one plushie a week, therefore, this story will be updated every Saturday, with the addition of a new plushie each week, until they're all done. (There's going to be eight) Then we'll just update when we feel like it.

Week 2: Ban

Ginji was excited for the weekend. Angie had promised that she'd finish his new playmate by Sunday. She'd bought the material on Thursday, and she still wasn't done! (It was Friday night) Because she was studying for the ITEDS (1), whatever those were. He'd tried asking, and she said ITEDS stood for Iowa Tests of Educational Development, or something; he got too confused then to really remember.

"Angie-san?"

"Yeah?"

"I'm bored! " His playmate, 'Ban', was nowhere near finished, and Angie didn't know how she could make his shirt, when she had no white felt. She thought that maybe silk would work.

"I know, I know, I can't help it. It's either finish him, or entertain you."

"Can Tasha-chan babysit?"

"Okay, okay." She scooped him up and began to carry him up to the third floor of their apartment. (2) "HI, TASHA!" Angie yelled as she burst into her sister's room, Ginji in arms.

"Geez, Angie, scare me to death, why don't cha!" Tasha yelled at the offending sister, spinning around in her chair to face Angie.

"Tasha…I need you to babysit Ginji…I'll let you be second to glomp Ban…"

"Second?"

"After Ginji."

"Okay, okay, gimme him."

Angie hastily handed Ginji over to her younger sister. "Bye!" and she ran off to finish the less talkative of the two.

Tasha looked down at the seemingly lifeless plushie in her hand. How did one go about babysitting a plushie, anyway? She set him down on her endtable, and sat back down at her computer. She then proceeded to open up the Naruto episode 158. Only a few minutes in, there was a loud "Cooooooooool!"

"AAAIYEEEEEEE!"

About ten minutes later, Angie was cuddling her Ginji plushie, and Tasha was still in shock from hearing a plushie talk. Well, now she knew what Angie saw in it...

That night, Ginji found out that his playmate just needed clothes before he was done. Ginji, however, didn't like that. He wanted his playmate now. "Well, I suppose he could your clothes to sleep in."

And that was how Ginji ended up in his little heart boxers and T-shirt, while his new playmate, Ban, slept in his khaki shorts and vest. Angie said that green really didn't suit him, but that was okay, she'd give him better clothes in the morning, she'd already taken her sleeping pills, so she couldn't do it now.

"Ban-chan?" Ginji poked his new playmate.

"What?" Angie had given them what was to be their permanent bed--her silk-lined computer drawer, with a thick novel underneath the nice material to serve as a pillow, and Ban was just getting comfy.

"I can't sleep!" Ginji hugged his partner and squirmed closer.

"So what am I supposed to do?" Ban turned over on his side in order to get Ginji off him. Too bad he failed. "Angie already said no sleeping pills for us."

"Tell me a story, Ban-chan." Ginji turned his cutest face on Ban. (3)

"Fine." Ban looked up in thought, trying to think of a story to tell Ginji. "Once upon a time, there was a little girl," Ban told him, and hoping Ginji wouldn't notice that Angie had told him this story a couple nights before.(4) "who had a twin brother. They were close, and they loved each other, but they had been left a great treasure by their father...Eventually they would have to kill other for the treasure." Ginji's eye widened considerably. So far, so good. Ginji hadn't noticed his recycled story. "So, the sister told the brother that when her first child reached it's third birthday, he could kill her."

"Noooo...poor girl."

"Yeah, well, the girl got teased and bullied a lot, and no one loved her. So she didn't care about dying, okay?"

"Okay...poor little girl."

"So, anyway, the brother agreed to the terms and the sister got to be about 17, and she met a boy. They fell in love, and the girl found that she didn't want to die anymore. But she was already pregnant, and--"

"Ban-chan, what's 'pregnant?'" Ginji piped up, puzzled when Ban-chan's face turned red.

"Err...uhh...Know what? That story has suddenly made me very sleepy. Night." Ban turned over, and buried his head in the silk, pretending to sleep.

"But Ban-chan! I've heard that story, and I was hoping you tell me the ending, 'cos this is same exact spot that she stopped in!"

"..." Ban continued his sleeping charade, while Ginji kept crying and pushing him until he gave up and went to sleep.

"Good night, Ban-chan." Ginji laid down and snuggled into Ban, without noticing said person's red face.

The rest of Saturday and Sunday went by pretty uneventfully. Angie, Tasha, and Daniel had to go to school on Monday, and so Ginji and his new playmate were home alone.

"Ban-chaaaan..." Ginji tugged at his friend's sleeve.

"Ginji..." Ban glared down the person on his sleeve, with absolutely no effect.

"Ban-chan...I'm so booooooored!"

"And?"

"Entertain me!" Ginji had his cute puppy eyes again.(3)

"How? I'm just as bored."

"Well...you could finish the story."

"I don't know the rest, Ginji."

"You don't?"

"No, Ginji, I don't."

Ginji crossed his arms over his chest, pouting. "Then what're we gonna dooo?" His eyes went round and mournful for the second time today.

Ban's own eyes softened a bit. "Well, we could always..."

"Always what, Ban-chan?" Ginji was excited for this, anything to cure his boredom.

"..We could always do this..." And Ban's plushie-mouth closed over Ginji's. (5)

And so went the rest of the day...

Needless to say, Ginji's days when Angie was away were a lot more interesting. But he still couldn't help wondering about this 'school' place. Which was the reason he asked to come with her tomorrow on Wednesday afternoon.

"You can't come to school with me! Someone might steal you, and then I'd never see you again, and besides, it's hard enough to carry my backpack without you in it."

"But, Angie!"

"No is no, Ginji."

"Angie-san…" Ginji's infamous puppy face again.

"…Okay, how 'bout this: I'll take Ban with me tomorrow, and if he likes it, you can come Friday." Angie said, less then eager to drag a talkative plushie to school. 'And besides, I have tests, and nothing interesting tomorrow. Ban will tell Ginji it's boring!'

"Okay..." He was still pouting a bit.

"Great! I'll go get Ban and ask."

And that was how Ban ended up bouncing behind Angie's books on the quarter-mile trek to her school.

"You okay back there?"

"Oh yeah, I've never been better."

"Good, 'cos we've still got another three blocks to go!" Ban groaned at this and was about to say something, but Angie shushed him, because she didn't the kids from the catholic school they in front of to hear him and kidnap him so that they could worship him. Or something like that.

Ban, who'd managed to fall asleep, was very rudely awaked by the sound of lots of people talking. "Eh? Where am I?"

"Shh! You're in my French class. It hasn't started yet, so that's why everyone's talking."

"Oh." Ban settled down into her backpack, which was arranged so that the books leaned away from him. "Hey, what's this?" Ban whispered to himself, and picked up the strange object. A phone? Why did Angie have a phone in her backpack? Last he checked, cell phones weren't allowed in school. Ban looked at it, pressed the power button, and began to scroll down the options. "Hmm...messages, call log, profiles, settings, games, voice mail...wait, GAMES!" Ban realized what he'd done, and quieted down. "Hehe, games...Now, Bumper, Snake II, or Space Impact II?" Ban picked one, and proceeded to play Snake for an hour.

Ban was startled out of his game when the bell rang, and he was lifted up and then swung around. "H-hey, where're we going?" He got no answer. He peeked out of the small part that wasn't zipped. They were on a crowded staircase, and moving very slowly. When Angie got to the 2nd floor finally, they went into another classroom, and he was set down again. He peeked out again after another 20 minutes; This class was too quiet. Angie was taking some type of important test. Ban shrugged and decided to play some more Snake.

It was a long, boring, two-hour session, and Ban was tired of all the games on Angie's cell phone. By the time her ITEDS testing was done, Ban was fast asleep, and therefore barely noticed when Angie moved along to her next class. (Which was actually 3rd period on normal days, but the ITEDS messed the schedule all up.)

Ban woke up about half an hour later. "Huh?" He peeked out of Angie's now-fully opened backpack. He was in a room filled with nice-sized computers. Not like he cared. He picked up the cell phone, so he could entertain himself, only to find it out of power. When was the last time she charged this thing, anyway?

Ban settled grumpily down. He wished Ginji were here. Things wouldn't be so boring if Ginji were here. The teacher announced something, and everyone in the room left for lunch. Ban wriggled his way out of Angie's backpack. Looking up, he saw that Angie had been making a website-looking thingy about Internet Safety. (6)

Bored with that, Ban crawled around the room, and looked at everything else. Mostly more Internet Safety stuffs.

Suddenly, the door started to open. Ban rushed back to Angie's backpack, and crawled in just as her teacher walked in. Figuring that that was enough excitement for one day, Ban dropped off to sleep again (he didn't get a good night's sleep last night), and didn't wake up until Angie was home.

(1) The ITEDS are these really hard tests that you have to take every year. When you're in middle and elementary school you do them in January, and it's called the Iowa Test of Basic Skills. Course, in high school, you do them every other day, whereas Tasha and Daniel do them every day for a week. And also…you can use calculators on the math tests in high school.

(2) We have a duplex, and live on the second and third floors. Tasha and Angie's bedrooms are upstairs, and everything else is downstairs.

(3) Not like his face isn't permanently frozen that way…

(4) Shortened version of anactual story written by Angie in 8th grade. Very shortened version. Angie's was a couple pages long.

(5) mehh, that's so sappy, I don't know why I wrote it. Cute, though. Not realistic, but sure as hell cute.

(6) Intro to Multimedia, we're using Hyperstudio. This is an assignment of mine