A/N: damn! what a storm! Literally!xD My country's been recently hit by one…and so now we get two days off! …and thank God for that because I've been having one hell of a busy week! anyway…here's the second to the last chapter for y'all!xD enjoy!
My Porcelain Doll
Chapter Twenty
The tension in the air was so thick you could cut it with a knife.
Disaster was in store for the Majestics. It seemed that Enrique's dream was turning into a horrible reality…well, except for the dying part. It just proves how insane the boy's imagination is. So far their standing was good. Actually it was better than good, the Majestics were on top, winning every match old school style.
By the end of the afternoon, they faced only one opposing team. It was a new one called the Barthez Battalion (the name Oliver chortled at because of its inappropriateness, resulting in another of his boring lectures about the medieval portion of his family tree).
The earlier mentioned disaster took place during the break before the crucial deciding match, in which the winner would represent Europe in the Championships.
The four rich aristocrats left their locker room to eat. Robert made sure that the door was locked because their beyblades were inside.
By the time the Majestics returned, the door to their room was ajar, their stuff was in disarray and their blades were tampered with. The members stood in shock for a minute or two before Enrique and Robert went to work examining their beyblades. Oliver and Johnny went about the room to see if any of their belongings were damaged or stolen.
"Darn it…" Enrique hissed. "50 damage in all of our gears! How on earth…"
"We're still playing." Robert declared.
"What?" Oliver and Johnny said in unison.
"50 damage is like a fifty percent chance of losing!" the Scot snapped.
"There's the other 50, John…" the German replied.
"We have no choice…" said Oliver. "Robert's right…we need to play. And I have a sure hunch as to who did this…"
"Aw come on…" the redhead whined as Robert rolled his eyes, the two remembering what happened yesterday morning.
"Hey…" Enrique said, keeping the laptop for its future use in the stadium. "We're winning or losing this match fair and square. At least we'll have a clear conscience, unlike whoever sabotaged our beyblades."
This gave the other member solace and they trooped bravely out of the room, like soldiers heading for battle.
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The match had three rounds. The team who had the most wins won.
Johnny went against Aaron, a pudgy teen who seemed to want to piss in his pants at any moment due to obvious fright. He was a bastard choice from the Barthez Battalion. Consequently, Johnny won.
Oliver went against Claude next, a sexy seagreen-haired teen who might have come from France too. That was a crushing loss for the Majestics; Claude had a fantastic as well as a breathtakingly beautiful attack that caught Oliver unawares.
Last to go was Robert against Miguel. He was a feisty dirty-blonde tan teen who might have come from Spain. He had dreamy blue eyes and a strong stature. The battle he gave Robert was awesome. The pressure of the fight increased Griffolyon's damage up to 75. And in a mysterious move from Miguel, he threw Robert's blade out the dish, giving the Barthez Battalion victory in the European preliminaries.
Robert, Johnny, Oliver and Enrique left the stadium with their heads held high. Hundreds and thousands of fans followed them like a funeral procession.
Only in the Jurgen castle did they drop their façade.
"Wow…we lost…" Oliver said blankly.
"Well at least we didn't die…" Johnny replied.
Robert snorted. "True…"
Enrique immediately went to work, accessing video footage he caught from the matched earlier.
The four sat in silence for a while, unsure of what they were valuing exactly. One another's company? Their loss? The guilt-free conscience?
"Guys…" Enrique broke the silence and leaned back in his chair. "Take a look at this…"
The other three crowded around him.
"I told you…" said Oliver simply, turning to go to the kitchen to fetch a most delicious batch of coffee cookies made earlier to ease the pain of loss.
"They cheated. "Robert stated plainly. Johnny went away to punch a pillow and turn on the TV.
"Let's go to the Regulations Office and complain!" Enrique said, accessing other data and video footage as evidence.
"What insolence…such uncouth actions!" Robert accused with such grace that Oliver laughed in the kitchen.
"Hey! Losing the preliminaries to some cheating scum is no laughing matter!" the German scolded.
"Guys…" Johnny said from the couch, having watched a certain commercial. "I was thinking of something…"
Three heads turned to look at him; the team could use some valued opinion as of the moment.
"Er…since we wouldn't be playing—" Johnny began.
"Don't say that McGreggor…" Robert warned. "Those bastard played dirty and I'm not allowing our loss to be taken lightly!"
"We still played with battered blades, didn't we?" countered Enrique. "I've told you it's a clear conscience on our part"
"Shut up!" Oliver said, emerging from the kitchen. "Listen to Johnny, will you?" he then turned to the Scot and handed him a cookie. "Do you have a proposal about their cheating?"
At this, the redhead smiled. "I agree with Enrique as of the moment. Of course we'll do something about their cheating, but not today. Let's give the World Championships a head start. I want to watch the World Cup." he ate the cookie in one go.
The statement was greeted by an appalled pause.
"Your offer is tempting, Johnathan…" Robert said, tone lessening in ferocity. "God knows I need to take my mind off this…" he grabbed his keys and went to the garage.
Enrique shrugged and shut the laptop.
"France is going to beat England!" Oliver sang as Johnny hogged the rest of the chef's coffee cookies.
"Not if Italy beats both of you first." Enrique laughed and raced them to Robert's car.
The four zoomed off to Berlin (they had been in Leipzig), bought tickets and roared just like everyone else.
TBCA/N: did y'all like it? the last chap is up next and that's where everything falls into place so watch out for it! …and review, thanks! Enjoy!xD Ciao!