New Chapter! Now you get to find out what Sara was up to. I hope you like it!
Disclaimer: I don't own Beyblade
In the evening the doorbell rang. The Bladebreakers were extremely irritated since it was late and decided to ignore it. Sara couldn't object since she was in the shower.
The doorbell rang again. They continued to ignore it. The doorbell rang again.
In the end Kai decided that this was simply to childish and stupid to continue (besides being extremely irritating). He went to see who it was.
Kai opened the door.
He screamed.
He slammed the door shut and rushed into the living room.
"Everyone load their Blades and take cover!" he ordered yelling, "there's been an invasion! They're here to take us down!"
Max, Tyson and Ray hurled themselves into different directions to take cover behind the flat-screen, plasma TV, the couches and the curtains.
"Who is it?" Tyson asked loading his Blade onto the launcher and trying to keep cover behind the TV at the same time.
"I'm not sure," Kai replied peering towards the door from between the leaves of a potted palm tree, "But there are about six of them, all female and around twelve years old."
"Oh my," Ray muttered as he tried to get a clear shot out from behind the curtains, "this sounds serious."
All of the Bladebreakers suffered from extreme terror of twelve-year old females thanks to Sara.
The doorbell rang again, loudly and insistently this time. Suddenly Sara rushed downstairs screeching, "why haven't you let them in?"
She opened the door and all the girls outside rushed in to hugging her and squealing.
The Bladebreakers stared at them. Sara was smiling and hugging the girls back, squealing when they showed her what they had brought.
"What is going on?" Max whispered.
As if she had heard him Sara turned around, "Didn't I tell you? I invited my friends over for a slumber party!"
"Oh no you didn't!" Kai yelled leaping out from behind his palm tree, "you are so not going to do this. I'm calling your mother!"
"Okay," Sara turned back to her friends, "Come on bring your sleeping bags in here!"
They surged towards the living room.
"Aaaaahhhhhhh!" Tyson lost his head at the oncoming masses of twelve-year olds and ran out screaming from his hiding place. Max, Kai and Ray followed hotly on his heels.
When they were safely in kitchen Kai said slowly: "I have to get the phone."
"NO!"
"Kai you can't go back in there!"
"It's suicide! They won't let you live!"
"And besides," Ray said reasonably throughout the yelling, "even if you did manage to get the phone, which I think is highly unlikely, Sara's Mother would only tell you that her Little Miss Princess has the right to do everything she wants and you better not interfere."
Kai's head slumped, he could not deny that this was the most likely outcome of the situation.
"HE-EY," someone yelled from the living room, "Could you bring the chips over here?"
The Bladebreakers looked around and noticed for the first time the mounds of chips and other sweets lying around. They froze.
"What should we do?" Max whispered.
"Don't move," Ray whispered, "you'll just make them angry if you move."
They remained frozen.
Two minutes later a girl came in and saw them all still not moving as if the chips were about to attack them. She pulled her eyebrows together, took the chips and left again.
The Bladebreakers let out a collective breath. They were safe, for now.
Tyson grabbed one pack of chips and began to eat them. The others joined in and soon they had almost forgotten about the army of twelve year-olds sitting in their living room. Too bad the army hadn't forgotten about them.
The girls had snuck up to the door and were now standing just outside the kitchen doorway. They were giggling and whispering and otherwise making noise so that they're approach, which was supposed to have been quiet, was quite ruined.
"We're bored," one girl, a tall skinny one with curly red hair said, "tell us what we can do."
"And why should we do that?" Tyson asked.
"Well it's you're the oldest people in the house so you're supposed to be taking care of us."
"Total bs," Kai stated.
"That's not right," another girl said, this one short with brown pigtails and glasses.
"Yes it is." Kai answered.
"Not it's not" she disagreed, "bs is not a word. It's short for bullshit, which you shouldn't even say anyway, you should say bullcrap if you have to say words like that at all. Something we say can't be bullcrap because that's what comes out of a bulls butt."
"What you said," was Kai's only answer, "is total bs."
"I know what we can do!" Sara cried before her friend could start her whole speech over again. We can put make-up on you!" She pointed at Ray.
"NOOOOO!" He yelled.
"YES! Squealed all her girlfriends.
A long chase succeeded which ended with Ray being tied to and having make-up put on him by six dedicated girls.
"Please help me," he wailed at his team-mates. But they just shook their heads. They had been threatened with the same treatment if they did anything to intervene.
After a while the girls got bored and left, leaving Ray tied to the chair.
When they could hear the TV in the living room the Bladebreakers figured it was safe and untied Ray. He immediately ran out of the room and to the bathroom where they could hear him swearing for half an hour when he got something in his eye while he was trying to remove the make-up.
The rest of the evening was pretty tame. The girls black-mailed the Bladebreakers into playing Truth or Dare with them and Kai nearly threw one girl out of the window but other than that there were no problems.
No Problems at all.
Except for the thing with Max leg and the Razor, that was pretty bad. And the dare of Tyson and the Dishwasher. Not to mention…you get the picture?
Finally everyone fell asleep and the Bladebreakers had nightmares in which they were chased around in by twelve-year olds carrying various dangerous objects such as eyeliner and mascara.
Next chapter is the last chapter, unfortunantly. How sad, sniff, sniff. Please review.