Yikes. That took a long time. I'm sure noone wants to hear excuses so "let's get on with the show!"
Now to the important things…
Thank you reviewers! You all (especially your reactions) make fics worth writing.
Nekoian- Thanks for pointing that out ;; I've fixed the spelling errors.
mad-man- Mwaha. Keep guessing!
Warior- I take it you're confused. Good
Cybertron88- Grins It ain't him if that's what you're thinking.
Samantha- These kids want revenge on the Screws for what they've done (bulling them, trashing their medabots, etc) so they were willing to go overboard to get it.
Hell, I wouldn't mind gagging and tying up my arch enemy Nico2! (Just kidding- you're cool, just finish off your story "Feeling Special" and you won't get hurt ).
Kiumu-Ro-Ku-Bee- Hehe…you'll see later. ;)
Voldo- Heheh, I love your review ;)
c.k.- Excellent. I hope this chapter drives you more insane.
Harmonic Dawn- You think it's Sypke? Read this!
Last but by far least- Queen of fire and chaos- Gomen! Sorry to scare you. I've been real busy that's all. But now I'm back with this-
Samantha's Valentine
Chapter 5- Falling…
No.
NO.
NO. NO. NO.
This was NOT supposed to happen.
The article lays on the carpet, palely lit in the early morning sunlight on the floor before me. Knuckles turn white as they are clenched into tighter fists, shaking on my lap.
Spyke?
They think it's Spyke?
Is this true Samantha? Do you really like Spyke? You know now that I care for you more then anyone else can. I've made it known to you that I want you more then anyone else.
-I think.-
So…
Why? Why do this to me?
Is this your way of trying to get rid of me?
-I ask.-
You could have told me.
Eyes stare down and widen in uncertain-realisation.
If...If you really don't like me then all you had to do was just say so.
-I choke out.-
Slowly, the heat builds up in my throat, spreading to my eyes until they begin to water. I can't stop myself crying and more tears well up in growing frustration.
You could have told me. I wouldn't have minded if you said you liked..
-I lie.-
Slowly, I curl up into myself to cover my face with cupped hands. These hands masking an expression of pain and the hints of anger.
Why am I crying? It's so unlike me to do so yet…
I raise my head slightly and further out in front of me I can see a blurred, familiar shadow moving it's hand, reaching to my shoulder.
"Leave me alone."
The medabot stops for a moment and in the uncomfortable silence, moves away.
"As you wish…"
And the door gently clicks shut leaving me in solitude.
-FLASHBACK-
A random schoolgirl giggles in the background. "Revenge on The Screws!"
"Please! Don't hurt me."
"Quit whining. We just want some information." Erika said. She was starting to get a little bored of this game. Spyke didn't seem to have any idea who this Valentine was.
"…and revenge for what you guys did to my medabot, heheheh…"
"You KNOW who it is. You're just not telling us."
"I don't know anything!" Spyke protested not daring to escape.
"Then we'll just have to assume it's you!" Erika finally exclaimed wearily and in triumph. A scandal was a scandal. For years The Screws picked on dating couples in the school- teasing them constantly, ro-battling them when they were dates and ruining them. Now it was their turn.
"Yeah!" A chorus of cheers went up amongst the students.
"No! Please no." He lamely whined.
"Then you'll tell us who it is!" Erika jabbed him in the face.
"I told you. I don't know Jack!"
The head of the student council, ankle biters and Erika all glanced at each other with conspiring looks.
"Then it's settled."
"You're going to let me free?" Spyke asked hopefully.
"No." The student council head said, placing a fist into his upturned hand. "It's going to be YOU!"
"Yis...dis will cwause gweat scandal between the Scwews!" An ankle biter added sinisterly.
"No…" Came a defeated groan. Finally poor Spyke sank further down onto the floor half crying in a state of despair that looked just plain comical.
-END OF FLASHBACK-
Spyke trudged back home slowly.
Life seemed pretty unfair. Even a normal, boring day of school was better then this.
"ohhh…" he whined rubbing his sore butt as it had been dragged around all over the place.
Henry walked towards the medabot. "You know, it's nearly closing time. How long is your master going to be sitting there drinking away? Is he alright? He looks kinda depressed."
"Ahh, he got rejected by a lover he had his eye on.", the bot replied pretending not to know too much "But at least gulping excess root beer can't harm him. Thank goodness he's too young to drink alcohol."
"Well, I'm gonna talk to him. Somebody's gotta snap him out of his senses. This isn't some smoky old bar where he can get drunk over some love problems." Henry walked closer to the other boy who was slumped over a pile of crushed root beer cans. In one hand he was swirling his 20th (or was it the 36th?) drink. "Hey budd-"
"Shut up." He snapped before Henry could get his words out.
"What?" Henry took offence, "I was only-"
"Leave me alone."
"But-"
"ALONE."
A vein on Henry's forehead began to throb a little. That was a –little- rude. Let's try again.
"Comon'-"
"LEAVE ME ALONE."
"Now-"
"I SAID." Began the boy, getting up and walking right up to him so he could yell in his face. "LEAVE ME ALONE!"
"FINE!" Henry shouted back, comically angry, as the other boy sat back down into the same position he originally was. "I was only trying to help you out. Be like that!"
And with that, he went back to the fridge and walked back to the boy dropping all the root beer cans that were left around him. He switched the lights off then locked up the Hop Mart store and left.
"Hey…HEY!" The medabot called out desperately, banging on the window, "Please don't leave us here!"
End of Chapter 5.
Samantha: ARGH.
EC: Yes. "ARGH" I agree.
Samantha: So you're gonna stop torturing me?
No. I mean "ARGH", that last chapter had too many silly typos.
EC: Samantha: X/
Anyway, RR!
Your feedback is what I write for.
Now to the important things…
Thank you reviewers! You all (especially your reactions) make fics worth writing.
Nekoian- Thanks for pointing that out ;; I've fixed the spelling errors.
mad-man- Mwaha. Keep guessing!
Warior- I take it you're confused. Good
Cybertron88- Grins It ain't him if that's what you're thinking.
Samantha- These kids want revenge on the Screws for what they've done (bulling them, trashing their medabots, etc) so they were willing to go overboard to get it.
Hell, I wouldn't mind gagging and tying up my arch enemy Nico2! (Just kidding- you're cool, just finish off your story "Feeling Special" and you won't get hurt ).
Kiumu-Ro-Ku-Bee- Hehe…you'll see later. ;)
Voldo- Heheh, I love your review ;)
c.k.- Excellent. I hope this chapter drives you more insane.
Harmonic Dawn- You think it's Sypke? Read this!
Last but by far least- Queen of fire and chaos- Gomen! Sorry to scare you. I've been real busy that's all. But now I'm back with this-
Samantha's Valentine
Chapter 5- Falling…
No.
NO.
NO. NO. NO.
This was NOT supposed to happen.
The article lays on the carpet, palely lit in the early morning sunlight on the floor before me. Knuckles turn white as they are clenched into tighter fists, shaking on my lap.
Spyke?
They think it's Spyke?
Is this true Samantha? Do you really like Spyke? You know now that I care for you more then anyone else can. I've made it known to you that I want you more then anyone else.
-I think.-
So…
Why? Why do this to me?
Is this your way of trying to get rid of me?
-I ask.-
You could have told me.
Eyes stare down and widen in uncertain-realisation.
If...If you really don't like me then all you had to do was just say so.
-I choke out.-
Slowly, the heat builds up in my throat, spreading to my eyes until they begin to water. I can't stop myself crying and more tears well up in growing frustration.
You could have told me. I wouldn't have minded if you said you liked..
-I lie.-
Slowly, I curl up into myself to cover my face with cupped hands. These hands masking an expression of pain and the hints of anger.
Why am I crying? It's so unlike me to do so yet…
I raise my head slightly and further out in front of me I can see a blurred, familiar shadow moving it's hand, reaching to my shoulder.
"Leave me alone."
The medabot stops for a moment and in the uncomfortable silence, moves away.
"As you wish…"
And the door gently clicks shut leaving me in solitude.
-FLASHBACK-
A random schoolgirl giggles in the background. "Revenge on The Screws!"
"Please! Don't hurt me."
"Quit whining. We just want some information." Erika said. She was starting to get a little bored of this game. Spyke didn't seem to have any idea who this Valentine was.
"…and revenge for what you guys did to my medabot, heheheh…"
"You KNOW who it is. You're just not telling us."
"I don't know anything!" Spyke protested not daring to escape.
"Then we'll just have to assume it's you!" Erika finally exclaimed wearily and in triumph. A scandal was a scandal. For years The Screws picked on dating couples in the school- teasing them constantly, ro-battling them when they were dates and ruining them. Now it was their turn.
"Yeah!" A chorus of cheers went up amongst the students.
"No! Please no." He lamely whined.
"Then you'll tell us who it is!" Erika jabbed him in the face.
"I told you. I don't know Jack!"
The head of the student council, ankle biters and Erika all glanced at each other with conspiring looks.
"Then it's settled."
"You're going to let me free?" Spyke asked hopefully.
"No." The student council head said, placing a fist into his upturned hand. "It's going to be YOU!"
"Yis...dis will cwause gweat scandal between the Scwews!" An ankle biter added sinisterly.
"No…" Came a defeated groan. Finally poor Spyke sank further down onto the floor half crying in a state of despair that looked just plain comical.
-END OF FLASHBACK-
Spyke trudged back home slowly.
Life seemed pretty unfair. Even a normal, boring day of school was better then this.
"ohhh…" he whined rubbing his sore butt as it had been dragged around all over the place.
Henry walked towards the medabot. "You know, it's nearly closing time. How long is your master going to be sitting there drinking away? Is he alright? He looks kinda depressed."
"Ahh, he got rejected by a lover he had his eye on.", the bot replied pretending not to know too much "But at least gulping excess root beer can't harm him. Thank goodness he's too young to drink alcohol."
"Well, I'm gonna talk to him. Somebody's gotta snap him out of his senses. This isn't some smoky old bar where he can get drunk over some love problems." Henry walked closer to the other boy who was slumped over a pile of crushed root beer cans. In one hand he was swirling his 20th (or was it the 36th?) drink. "Hey budd-"
"Shut up." He snapped before Henry could get his words out.
"What?" Henry took offence, "I was only-"
"Leave me alone."
"But-"
"ALONE."
A vein on Henry's forehead began to throb a little. That was a –little- rude. Let's try again.
"Comon'-"
"LEAVE ME ALONE."
"Now-"
"I SAID." Began the boy, getting up and walking right up to him so he could yell in his face. "LEAVE ME ALONE!"
"FINE!" Henry shouted back, comically angry, as the other boy sat back down into the same position he originally was. "I was only trying to help you out. Be like that!"
And with that, he went back to the fridge and walked back to the boy dropping all the root beer cans that were left around him. He switched the lights off then locked up the Hop Mart store and left.
"Hey…HEY!" The medabot called out desperately, banging on the window, "Please don't leave us here!"
End of Chapter 5.
Samantha: ARGH.
EC: Yes. "ARGH" I agree.
Samantha: So you're gonna stop torturing me?
No. I mean "ARGH", that last chapter had too many silly typos.
EC: Samantha: X/
Anyway, RR!
Your feedback is what I write for.
