"Laurel Wreath"
By Roby Carr
Part Three: Xiaolin Showdown for the Rabbit's Ears
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"Rai!" A voice shrieked from the yard in front of the dojo, startling the aforementioned Brazilian boy. "Kimiko! Clay! Omi! Master Fung! Dojo!" the voice continued, listing off the names of almost all the dojo's inhabitants. Curious and slightly worried, Raimundo headed out front, searching for the source of the screams. "RAI!" the voice cried again as he stepped out of the dojo onto the front steps, "Thank goodness you're here! Help me!"
Raimundo paused, still confused by the person yelling for his help. He couldn't see anyone out in front of the dojo, and certainly not anyone who was in peril.
"Uh? Where are you?" he asked, his eyes darting around the yard. Maybe Kimiko and Omi were messing with him, but there was always the possibility of Jack Spicer. And Raimundo was not in the mood to give Jack Spicer any mercy today.
"I'm up here!" the voice called back and Raimundo glanced up, stumbling back when he realized someone was actually hanging from the top branch of one of the tallest trees on the dojo's grounds.
"Laurel?" he asked as he recognized the familiar golden-blonde curls, "What're you doing up there, menina?" He could almost see Laurel flush crimson as she began squirming again and her voice softened.
"I was... erm... well, it's like this..." she stopped squirming and managed to turn her head toward Raimundo, "I sort of got caught up here when I was practicing with the Tangle Web Comb earlier. Omi, Clay, and Kimiko have been locked up in Kimiko's room all morning and I don't know where Master Fung is. I've been hanging here for at least an hour and all of my blood is rushing to my head now. Do you think you could get me down from here?"
"How?"
Laurel attempted to shrug upside-down, but gave up and shook her head instead. "I don't know how. I figure you guys might have some Shen-Gong-Wu you could use to get me down or something."
"We aren't actually supposed to be using the Shen-Gong-Wu without Master Fung's permission," Raimundo replied, fidgeting, "But I guess he'll never find out. It won't take long to get you down."
I hope, he thought to himself.
"I'll be right back," he assured Laurel and headed out to where the Shen-Gong-Wu were kept. When he returned, he carried the Golden Tiger Claws and Laurel let out a long relieved sigh. "GOLDEN TIGER CLAWS!" Raimundo called, slashing at the air in front of him. He hopped into the purple portal that appeared and Laurel squeaked as another purple portal appeared on the branch near her. Raimundo stepped out and knelt down on the branch, grinning flirtatiously at Laurel. "Don't worry, menina. I'll be your knight in shining armor."
Laurel flushed even harder and mumbled something inaudible, squirming. Taking a closer look, Raimundo realized that one of her ankles had been bound to the tree by the Tangle Web Comb and she'd slung her other leg over the limb to take the pressure off her first ankle. Pulling at the comb, Raimundo managed easily to pull it off her ankle and managed to pull her up onto the tree branch before she fell.
"GOLDEN TIGER CLAWS!" he shouted again and a portal appeared beneath their tree limb. The duo each slid off the tree and were deposited roughly on the ground by means of another portal, but Laurel didn't seem to mind. She was just happy to be on the ground again.
"Do you want to go play video games in Kimiko's bedroom or something?" Laurel asked, "I think I'm done dealing with Shen-Gong-Wu for today."
"That sounds good," Raimundo agree, but first took the Tangle Web Comb from her hands. She followed him as he returned it to the Shen-Gong-Wu vault and grinned at her. "Can't let Master Fung know we were messing around with the Golden Tiger Claws."
"I'd hardly call a rescue mission 'messing around'," Laurel replied indignantly.
"I'd hardly call you getting stuck in a tree a 'rescue mission'," Raimundo shot back mockingly, "Come on. Kimiko's parents just sent her Fury Fighter VII and she's been playing it all day."
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"Hey partners!" Clay called on his way past Kimiko's bedroom where Kimiko and Raimundo were locked in a heated match of Fury Fighter VII. Laurel and Omi were looking on eagerly, waiting for their turn to play winner, "Dojo says he's got a reading on a new Shen-Gong-Wu!"
"Huh?" Laurel asked, blinking furiously. She was still having trouble grasping the concept of what a Shen-Gong-Wu was.
"C'mon!" Kimiko said, pressing pause as she and Raimundo set down their controllers.
"Yeah, menina!" Raimundo agreed, "This is where being a Xiaolin Dragon gets cool!"
Laurel nodded obediently and quietly followed the other four Dragons out to the front of the dojo where Dojo awaited with the Shen-Gong-Wu scroll. Clay leaned down and picked it up, unrolling it as the others crowded around him.
"What is this Shen-Gong-Wu we will be retrieving?" Omi asked, hopping around, trying to see the scroll.
"It's called the Rabbit's Ears," Dojo explained, climbing onto Clay's shoulder for better view of the scroll, "And even though it looks silly, it's worth the ticket from the fashion police. It allows you to run from two times to five times as fast as a normal human runs."
"Awesome!" Raimundo declared, "Man, if I'd only had that back in Brazil, I'd have won every track meet easy!" He paused, glancing at Kimiko and Laurel. "Not that I wasn't already the fastest runner out there."
"Yeah, sure Rai," Kimiko teased and Laurel giggled, "Whatever you say."
"So where is it, partner?" Clay asked as the little animation of a man wearing the Rabbit's Ears running at superspeed played in the middle of the scroll, "Where are we headed on out t' today, Dojo?"
"We're headed out to-"
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"The Mall of America!"
Kimiko and Laurel were still cheering jubilantly as Dojo neared Minneapolis, Minnesota, home of America's largest mall. All five Dragons were riding on Dojo's back as he swirled down towards the gigantic mall.
"I still can't believe we're going shopping for Shen-Gong-Wu, man," Raimundo complained. He'd been shopping with Kimiko before and he still had bruises from that. He did not want to ever know how shopping with two over-excited girls would be.
"Ah don' think it'll be too horrible, Raimundo," Clay said optimistically, though his expression betrayed his words. He looked almost afraid of the two happy fourteen-year-olds despite the fact that he was two years older and bigger than both of them.
"I do not doubt that Kimiko and Laurel are happy that we are going to this shopping mall, but I also do not doubt that they will not be distracted until our mission is complete." When Omi said this, both Raimundo and Clay turned to him with wide eyes and shocked expressions on their faces.
"Omi..." Raimundo began, "Have you ever been shopping with a girl before?"
Omi shook his head innocently.
"Oh, the sweet naivety of a child," the Brazilian boy moaned sadly.
"Yeah, partner," Clay agreed, putting a solemn hand on Omi's shoulder, "Y'all have got a lot t' learn 'bout what shoppin' malls do t' girls."
"We are going shopping!" Kimiko and Laurel cheered in sing-song voices, "We are going shopping!"
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"So we're looking for a pair of Rabbit's Ears on a headband... Kind of tacky, don't you think?" Kimiko asked and Laurel nodded solemnly without even looking away from the windows of the stores they passed.
"Oh! Those are such cute shoes and I love those jeans and - oh my gosh! - I just adore that sweater!"
Raimundo groaned in unison with Dojo under Clay's hat.
"Doesn't it ever end?" Raimundo begged pathetically and Clay sighed.
"Jus' gotta stick it out, partner. They can't go on forever, eh?" Clay reassured Raimundo, but he wasn't so sure of himself as he continued watching the girls point out their favorite clothing in the mall.
"This is such a great store!" Kimiko said, pausing as a nagging feeling went off in the back of her head, "They have these everywhere in Japan! I didn't know they were here in America too!"
"C'mon Kimiko," Clay urged, "We've gotta keep on searchin' fer the Rabbit's Ears."
"Just hold on for a second, alright?" she asked as the nagging feeling grew. She was missing something. She knew that much. Staring into that store's display window, Kimiko's gaze focused on the manikins displaying ruffled skirts in bright hues and pretty t-shirts with cute pictures on them. But there was something else. Her eyes were drawn to one manikin in particular and they traveled up the manikin, from her feet to her head and it finally struck Kimiko. "It- it-" she stammered.
"Kimiko?" Omi asked, stepping forward from the waiting Xiaolin Dragons. Laurel walked to Kimiko's side and attempted to follow her gaze on the manikin but was lost.
"What is it, Kimi?" she asked slowly, cocking her head at the perky Japanese girl.
"There it is!" Kimiko shouted, finding her voice and pointing up at a model in the window of some teen-scene fashion store. On it's head was a pair of bunny ears.
"I got it!" Laurel said and dashed into the store as fast as she could. She reached out and placed one hand on the Rabbit's Ears, but less than a second later, the window smashed as Jack Spicer flew through it, "It's mine, Jack Spicer! I was here first!"
"Not anymore!" Jack replied as he pulled on the Rabbit's Ears, trying to pull them away from her, "Laurel! I challenge you to a Xiaolin Showdown! Your Tangle Web Comb against my Mantis Flip Coin!"
"Not the Tangle Web Comb," Raimundo groaned, remembering how Laurel had been hanging from the tree that morning when he walked out of the dojo, "She stinks with that thing!"
"Fine!" Laurel snapped back anyway, doing her best not to show the nervousness she felt. She didn't know how to use it, "Name your game, Jack Spicer!"
"Aw man, Laurel... Just step down. We can get the Rabbit's Ears back later..." Raimundo muttered frusteratedly, "It's better to lose just one Shen-Gong-Wu than two..." But Laurel was oblivious to his muttering.
"An obstacle course..." Jack said dramatically and thrust his hand out, gesturing to the sight beyond the broken glass window. Laurel's eyes widened and Raimundo swore under his breath, "Across the theme park located in the middle of the biggest mall in America! You have to touch all three checkpoints in order and get to the finish line first to win!"
"You bet! I never lose a race!" the curly-haired blonde replied energetically.
Jack Spicer rolled his eyes, "Don't you know? There's a first time for everything, loser!"
"XIAOLIN SHOWDOWN!" both warriors shouted in unison as their chosen Shen-Gong-Wu appeared in their hands. Kimiko's hair, currently bright green and spiky, switched back to its previous black pigtails. All five of the Xiaolin Dragons were suddenly in their dojo uniforms and the mall was, for some reason, strangely empty a moment later. That was the power of a Xiaolin Showdown.
In the theme park below them, large spheres appeared across the theme park floating above different rides. There were six overall, either red or blue; red for Jack and blue for Laurel. Two hovered over the Ripsaw Roller Coaster; two above the tracks of the newest ride, Timberland Twister; and two at the very top of the structure build to hold the Mighty Axe ride. On the far side of Camp Snoopy, one final sphere appeared, larger than any of the others. It was white and would turn the color of the winner. Inside of the sphere, suspended in mid-air were the Rabbit's Ears.
"GONG YI TAMPAI!" Jack shouted and took off, his propellers taking him over the rides easily.
"What?" Laurel asked, glancing at her friends.
"It means go!" Kimiko shouted, urging her onward and Laurel nodded, pulling out the Tangle Web Comb.
"TANGLE WEB COMB!" she cried, and the comb's teeth grew, wrapping around the nearest ride - the Ripsaw Roller Coaster and the location of the first checkpoint.
The four leftover Dragons and Dojo, now on Clay's shoulder, dashed forward to the railing, cheering for Laurel and shouting advice. Laurel made it to the roller coaster and was now climbing up it as quickly as she could, holding the Tangle Web Comb between her teeth. Jack had yet to use his Shen-Gong-Wu, but was doing well enough with just his propellers and the head start Laurel had given him unconsciously. He made it to the first sphere and slammed his hand against it; it began glowing. He hopped off the ride with a war cry and headed for the Timberland Twisted as Laurel reached the top of the coaster. She started moving faster towards it, shaking slightly as she stood up on the high tracks and made her way toward the sphere. Just as she reached out, she tripped and just barely brushed her fingers against the blue sphere, causing it to glow.
"Laurel!" Kimiko cried worriedly, unable to see what happened because the roller coaster was in the way.
But Laurel slowly made herself visible again, pulling herself up using the Tangle Web Comb.
"She's doing better than she was this morning," Raimundo thought aloud, "But I guess I wasn't there very long. Maybe she was doing good before I came."
"Well, if Laurel keeps this up, she'll catch on up t' Jack withou' even tryin'," Clay agreed before letting out a whoop and shouting, "C'mon Laurel! You're almost caugh' up t' him!"
Laurel still looked worried, but a wide smirk suddenly crossed her face and she yelled, "TANGLE WEB COMB!" No one could tell what she was thinking at first, but it became pretty obvious when the comb's teeth shot forward, tangling into Jack's propellers.
"Woah!" the redhead shouted as he began falling, luckily already over one of though moonbounce things.
Laurel looked happier now and she used to comb to pull herself onto one of the little kid's ride, called the Frog Hopper. She continued moving across the theme park as Jack Spicer began cover ground by running. As he was about ten feet away from the Timberland Twister, he took a giant leap, shouting, "MANTIS FLIP COIN!" Jack bounded onto the tracks of the Timberland Twister and began making his way toward the spheres at the same time Laurel began coming from the other direction on the tracks. Noticing this, Laurel began moving faster, reaching the spheres just a few second before Jack did.
"I told you I never lost a race!" Laurel snapped with a wry grin as Jack approached before the teeth of her Tangle Web Comb shot out and she swung towards the last ride - the Mighty Axe. But as she was being pulled through the air by the comb, a heavy force hit her from her backside, knocking her into the ride. The Tangle Web Comb's long teeth wrapped around her, locking her to the tower.
"Sucker!" Jack called as he clung to the ride and began climbing up to the spheres at the top. After reaching the second of his spheres, he had used his Mantis Flip Coin to propel himself forward into her, causing Laurel to lose control of her Shen-Gong-Wu. He reached the top and placed one hand on his sphere and it lit up causing Laurel to begin struggling violently against the binding holding her to the ride, to no avail. Jack was running across the floor towards the final orb and the Rabbit's Ears.
The redhead reached it and leapt forward with one final gigantic bound, placing both his hands on the orb. A bright red light burst from the sphere, illuminating the entire area and spilling into the rest of the mall. When the light disappeared, the Tangle Web Comb was no longer holding Laurel to the Mighty Axe and she fell to the ground, pulling herself to her knees. She wanted to cry. Looking up, she managed to spot Jack's vibrant hair and strange attire among the crowds that had returned. All three of the Shen-Gong-Wu were gathered in his arms and he scampered away.
Laurel felt like crying. She'd failed the Dragons, even after they'd been so open and welcoming. All she'd wanted to do was prove that she deserved to be there and all she'd done was prove that it was a mistake for her to have come.
Over at the railing, the other Dragons were again returned to their normal attire and Kimiko's hair color was bright green again, but they all were sort of disappointed. It was partly their fault that Jack had won too. Maybe they shouldn't have let Laurel take the first Xiaolin Showdown she had ever seen.
"I guess we should go get Laurel and head back to the dojo..." Dojo said, having returned to his hiding place under Clay's hat the moment the crowds had returned. The one thing they didn't need now was mass panic over a dragon.
"Yes, I suppose you are right," Omi agreed and the four Dragons headed down the escalator to where they met Laurel at the edge of the theme park.
She looked horrible, her eyes filled with tears and her face red. "I didn't mean to lose," she whispered hoarsely, "I understand if you want me to go back to Los Angeles."
"What do you mean, menina?" Raimundo asked, putting an arm around her shoulders and giving her a quick squeeze.
"We aren' gonna send ya home fer a long time," Clay told her.
"Yeah," Kimiko pulled Laurel away from Raimundo and hugged her, "We all mess up once in a while and this was your first Showdown. We should've gotten you better prepped for this!" She grinned and a small smile broke out on Laurel's face as she pushed some curly blonde hair out of her face.
"Really?" she inquired softly, "You promise?" She looked a little skeptical and Raimundo wiped the disappointed look off his own face.
"Of course, we promise!" Raimundo replied, "You were doing awesome out there for a while, menina! We still think you rock!"
"You are most mistaken, Raimundo," Omi corrected solemnly, "Laurel is in no way a rock."
"It means that he thinks she's cool," Kimiko explained to the short monk with a giggle, "It means he likes her."
"Oh! In that case, I agree! You rock!" Omi repeated and Laurel began giggling along with Kimiko.
"I still can't believe you broke Jack's propellers!" the Japanese girl laughed as she began guiding the blonde towards the exit, "That was great!" The boys followed, Raimundo a little slower than the others.
It'll take a while, he told himself, A long while. But we'll make it worth it. Soon Laurel will be a Dragon whose bite is way worse than her bark.
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The thunder crashed outside the dojo and Clay's shutters crashed closed for the third time that night. He didn't bother getting up to open them again, mostly for the sake of Raimundo and the others, who all were still sleeping. At least, he thought they were sleeping. Clay sat up on his mat, shoving the covers down to his feet as he stood slowly, pulling a t-shirt over his head and picking up his hat from the floor and placing it on his head. He was already wearing flannel pajama bottoms and he wasn't going to bother with putting on his socks and shoes in the dojo if he didn't need to.
He headed out of his bedroom silently. For being such a big guy, even Clay would admit that he was a lot quieter than ever Omi when he wanted to be. Sometimes he wondered what it would be like if he was thinner and more outgoing, like Raimundo. It was strange that they were best friends when they were so different. Raimundo would come up with the crazy hair-brained schemes and Clay would invariably turn out to be the responsible one whether he liked it or not.
As Clay passed Rai's room, he slid the door partway open to check on his friend. Sometimes it ended up being Clay and Rai out on the front steps of the dojo as rain poured down outside. Maybe it had something to do with their elements, but Clay found that when the earth outside was soaking wet, he couldn't stand to be cooped up inside. He had to be out there, and sometimes when the wind blew especially hard, Rai was also up for the same reason.
But tonight it seemed, it would just be Clay waiting for the storm to end so he could get some much needed sleep. He slid the door shut without a sound and headed out to the front steps, surprised to find someone already out there.
"Laure?" he asked, not realizing the nickname he'd used for her until it was already out.
She glanced back at him and smiled broadly. "It's been a while since someone called me that. That was my ex-boyfriend's nickname for me," she explained softly.
"Do ya mind if Ah...?" he trailed off, gesturing at the area beside Laurel on the step. Despite there being enough room already, she scooted to the side a little welcomingly.
"Of course not. Go ahead and sit down," she answered amicably, "And I don't mind if you call me Laure either. It's just a name."
Clay sat down slowly, taking in the sight of the girl next to him as he moved. Her hair was tied back with a white ribbon and she was dressed differently than usual, in a pair of flannel shorts and dark purple sweatshirt. Probably her sleepwear. Clay suddenly felt sort of strange. He'd never had a girl see him in his pajamas, not even Kimiko. Sure, they covered his full body, but just the suggestion of it was somewhat scandalous. These were more personal than his everyday clothes. Something that was usually only seen by those close to them. Like family members, or a lover.
Clay flushed especially hard as Laurel leaned up against him, using his shoulder as her pillow as she closed her eyes.
"I'm so tired..." she mumbled softly, her eyes opening again and flickering to Clay, "Those Xiaolin Showdowns take a lot more out of you than you'd expect, huh?"
"Y'all are gonna git used t' it," Clay reassured her, "Don' worry 'bout it. Soon, they're a piece o' cake."
"Mmm..." Laurel groaned, "Cake would taste so good right now, don't you think?"
Clay couldn't help but laugh. It was strange. Around the others, Laurel was more timid and quiet, but here and now, alone with him, she acted more open. She didn't normally joke around; she just laughed when Raimundo said something funny.
"Why're y'all out here so late at nigh'?" he asked her, smiling.
"I could ask you the same thing, cowboy," she replied instantly, as if expecting this question soon.
"Ah'll only tell ya why Ah'm out here if you tell mah first," Clay told her stoically and Laurel pouted prettily, like a little girl who hadn't gotten the ice cream she wanted.
"Fine, but only because it's you," she agreed, "It's because of the storm. Mostly the lightning, in fact. It might have something to do with my element, but I don't know..." She frowned. "Maybe I'm just freaking out over the Showdown earlier today."
"It's probably your element," Clay told her and Laurel urged him on, "That's why Ah'm out here so late at nigh'. Normally, Ah'd be sound asleep. Rai's sometimes out here too... But Ah guess he's not feelin' it too much tonigh', eh?"
Laurel nodded and she glanced back out at the grounds. "I think the storm's finally letting up. There hasn't been lightning in a while. You should go back to bed."
Clay nodded, planning on doing just that, when he paused, looked back over at Laurel, "Aren' ya comin' back inside?"
She met his gaze easily and smiled. "Of course," she replied, "I'll be back inside in just a little bit. I just want to think a little more about the Xiaolin Showdown earlier today."
"Aw, Laure. Don' you be worryin' yer pretty lil' head over tha', alrigh'? It wasn' yer fault an' we all know that."
Laurel nodded and made a shooing gesture, "Don't you worry your pretty lil' head about me, Clay. I'm going to be okay."
Clay nodded and stood, heading back inside as the rain finally stopped pounding against the dojo. Staring out into the area beyond the ends of the dojo's grounds, Laurel noticed three short blinks of lights.
"I guess that's my signal..." she whispered, picking up a bag that lay partly hidden under the steps and entirely unnoticed by the Xiaolin Dragon of Earth, 'I'm outta here. Later suckers." She smiled and slid one object out of the bag. "Golden Tiger Claws!" she hissed, slashing at the air. A purple portal opened and Laurel hopped in. It closed behind her and the dojo was left empty of any trace of Laurel. As if she'd never existed.
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In the next chapter of Laurel Wreath -
"Honey!" a familiar voice shrieked and Jack snapped back awake. It took him a moment to realize who it was that had spoken, but when he did figure it out, he groaned. "I'm home!" Laurel appeared in the doorway, sopping wet from the thunderstorm still occurring outside, but sporting a wide grin. "And guess what I brought you?"
Wuya shrieked happily and swooped forward as Laurel unceremoniously dumped the bag she was carrying on the ground. Curiosity ruling over fatigue, Jack stood and joined them, his eyes widening at the sight of the sparkling objects inside the sack.
"That's right," Laurel continued, answering her own question. Her smile turned devious and she nudged the bag farther open with her foot, allowing the items to spill out on the concrete floor, "As you commanded, Wuya. All the Shen-Gong-Wu I could find."
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"Laurel's gone?" Clay repeated, "But Ah was up las' nigh' talkin' t' her. She said she was comin' on in as soon as the rain let up a bit more."
Master Fung nodded solemnly at his disciples. "Not only is she gone, but she has taken with her many of our Shen-Gong-Wu, young monks. For luck, she did pass by some which were locked away deeper in the vault. But I am assured that they will soon attack."
Omi's gaze turned from Raimundo to Kimiko to Clay, all of whom looked hurt by Laurel's betrayal of their trust. "We must then prepare."
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"You betrayed us, menina!" Raimundo snapped angrily, his hand clenching around the grip of the Sword of the Storm, "We accepted you. We trusted you and you try to hurt us all!"
"That jus' ain't the way things go 'round here, partner," Clay agreed, "Y'all have gotta be hones' and keep yer promises. That's part o' bein' a Xiaolin Dragon."
"Don't you get it?" Laurel replied, "I never was the Xiaolin Dragon of Lightning. There isn't any Xiaolin Dragon of Lightning! I came from my homeland to promote the morality and justice we uphold there and Jack and Wuya have told me all about your crimes! I refuse to let you go unpunished, whether or not you may have changed!" Raimundo and Clay shared confused looks, but Laurel was already attacking again. "EYE OF DASHI!" she shrieked, thrusting it forward as it shot of a blast of lightning.
Raimundo easily dodged the uncontrolled attack and narrowed his eyes at her. "That's it, man!" he said to Clay, "I don't care if she was our friend at one point! Let's kick some booty!"
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a/n; Well, I'm surprised to say that once again, my head it clear of any author's notes. I'm just having trouble coming up with stuff right now. I've been incredibly busy with school. Eek! I hate high school! And I love it. It's a love-hate relationship.
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By the way, has anyone ever watched Red VS Blue? It's awesome! I was talking to this great senior today who has seen it. So, I just want to know if anyone out there has actually seen any bits of the greatest movies ever - Red VS Blue: Season One and Red VS Blue: Season Two. It would be really cool if someone could email me if they've seen it. I'd love to be able to chat with SOMEONE about it.
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EDIT: I'm not sure when it happened, but the Mall of America lost the right to use the Peanuts characters in their theme park. Now it is called 'The Park at MOA' instead of Camp Snoopy, but I chose not to change it in my fanfic even though I think the new name will stay. Hopefully, no one minds!
Tired and 'mad-at-the-world-and-Sara-for-not-calling-her'.
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