My Grandpa's Back
Chapter 5
Kohari: I feel hated. Almost no one reviews my stories. I'm told my work is good, so WHY DOES NOBODY COMPLIMENT ME ANYMORE?????? Okay, fake emotional breakdown over. Anyway, here's the 3-day awaited new chapter for G-pa's Back.
Kai: Why do I sound like a wuss in this?
Kohari: Why would you think that?
Kai: I looked in the reviews thing again, I saw that in Chapter 3 a certain person (check yourself, I ain't a stoolpidgeon) called me a wuss. I feel so hated --crying--.
Kohari: Ty's Only Fangirl, I think you hit the nail on the head (and that hated thing is my line).
Kai: --death glare-- What'd you say?!
Kohari: --stammering-- I - I...I said that Ty's Only Fangirl needs to hit herself on the head. --sweatdrop and I-hope-he-believes-my-crappy-lie-smile--
Kai: Urgh. You are not good at lying. --fight breaks out--
Kenny: Um, Kohari doesn't own Beyblade, and um...--looks at brawl going on in background--...My money's on Kohari, cuz she's the writer.
Begin Chapter 5! (This one goes out to Ty's Only Fangirl for reviewing every chapter! Way to go, you're the best!)
'I can't believe this,' Kai thought to himself as he waited outside the telephone booth containing Tyson and his very long phone call. 'First, nobody listens to me, then Tyson has to make a phone call to his dad explaining the whole thing...and I don't think 20 minutes is necessary! Couldn't he have just called from the BBA office?!'
They had all been waiting, as Kai has pointed out to you, for the past twenty minutes outside a pay phone booth. Tyson had brought his allowance with him and, making a long distance call and staying on the line for who knows how long, it was running out. And quickly.
"Tyson, hurry up!" Ray called, interrupting Tyson explain that he hadn't brought Teddy Graham Crackers with him to Kai's. Ray was normally a patient person, but this was ridiculous.
"Fine, I'm hanging up!" Tyson lied, going into an explanation of why his grades had dropped slightly. Max shook his head. This sucked. Why did Tyson have to be so talkative, not that he had room to talk.
"Crap! What is taking him so long?! He said he'd only be a few minutes!" Max exclaimed.
"Tyson or Kenny?" Ray asked.
"Both!" None of them had seen Max this way before. He was really ticked. Maybe it was because his sugar supplies had weakened since moving in with Kai.
As if in answer to Max's outburst, Kenny came around the corner of a nearby building. "Sorry, guys." Ray handed him Dizzi, who made a some comment about 'well, when nature calls'.
Tyson was still jabbering away, this time about how were things going in India (he had been transferred there after the incident in Russia). Max looked mischievously at the others, holding a penny between his middle and forefingers.
"What'dya say we make him pay for this when we get back?" Max grinned evilly.
"But that'll take up even more time! We have to get practicing right away before any of Voltaire's goons show up!" Kenny complained.
"So, haven't we wasted a lot of it anyway? What's the difference in a few more minutes, huh?" Ray replied good-naturedly. They had played this prank more than once. "Besides," he added, "I'm sure Voltaire's henchmen won't care how late we are for practice." He smiled his famous smile. He had charm, every girl admitted. But his heart was set on Mariah (we'll see how he feels about that in season 2!). Kenny sighed, defeated.
"What'dya say, Kai? Revenge for buggin' ya?" Max questioned the captain. Kai remained silent. This was not his day. But when everyone's attention and quiet got to him he finally answered.
"I don't care. As long as you don't even think about skipping your training."
Tyson's voice had been heard all throughtout this discussion.
"Hurry it up, Tyson!" Max complained loudly, causing the blue-haired BladeBreaker to glare at him for a second. Then, a female's voice came over the phone ("Please deposit cents for the next firve minutes.") and he blurted quickly, "Look, I'm all outta cash. I gotta go. Call ya later! Bye!" and he hung up the phone and came out of the booth.
"What?"
Everyone shook their heads and they headed back to the mansion. They didn't see a security camera lens poke out from behind a building across the street, zooming in to get a good look at the five. Nor did they realize that it was Voltaire on their trail.
Later...
"Help! LEMME OUT! Come on, guys this isn't funny!" Tyson's shouts rang out across the hall, bangs from skin hitting wood, and laughter from teammates following. No worries here. Yet.
Kohari: Okay. Reviews, please. And is this even worth continuing? Cuz I don't seem to be getting any reviews. Not that many, anyway. Even from my other works, which I hope you're reviewing too. And I'll send a special, warm hello to my buddy Kaimonetstaska, new on the fanfiction scene! Welcome, and it's good to have you with us, ya Baby Yoshi wannabe (inside joke). J/K. Anyway, Review and I'll continue (that rhymed! Woohoo!).
Chapter 5
Kohari: I feel hated. Almost no one reviews my stories. I'm told my work is good, so WHY DOES NOBODY COMPLIMENT ME ANYMORE?????? Okay, fake emotional breakdown over. Anyway, here's the 3-day awaited new chapter for G-pa's Back.
Kai: Why do I sound like a wuss in this?
Kohari: Why would you think that?
Kai: I looked in the reviews thing again, I saw that in Chapter 3 a certain person (check yourself, I ain't a stoolpidgeon) called me a wuss. I feel so hated --crying--.
Kohari: Ty's Only Fangirl, I think you hit the nail on the head (and that hated thing is my line).
Kai: --death glare-- What'd you say?!
Kohari: --stammering-- I - I...I said that Ty's Only Fangirl needs to hit herself on the head. --sweatdrop and I-hope-he-believes-my-crappy-lie-smile--
Kai: Urgh. You are not good at lying. --fight breaks out--
Kenny: Um, Kohari doesn't own Beyblade, and um...--looks at brawl going on in background--...My money's on Kohari, cuz she's the writer.
Begin Chapter 5! (This one goes out to Ty's Only Fangirl for reviewing every chapter! Way to go, you're the best!)
'I can't believe this,' Kai thought to himself as he waited outside the telephone booth containing Tyson and his very long phone call. 'First, nobody listens to me, then Tyson has to make a phone call to his dad explaining the whole thing...and I don't think 20 minutes is necessary! Couldn't he have just called from the BBA office?!'
They had all been waiting, as Kai has pointed out to you, for the past twenty minutes outside a pay phone booth. Tyson had brought his allowance with him and, making a long distance call and staying on the line for who knows how long, it was running out. And quickly.
"Tyson, hurry up!" Ray called, interrupting Tyson explain that he hadn't brought Teddy Graham Crackers with him to Kai's. Ray was normally a patient person, but this was ridiculous.
"Fine, I'm hanging up!" Tyson lied, going into an explanation of why his grades had dropped slightly. Max shook his head. This sucked. Why did Tyson have to be so talkative, not that he had room to talk.
"Crap! What is taking him so long?! He said he'd only be a few minutes!" Max exclaimed.
"Tyson or Kenny?" Ray asked.
"Both!" None of them had seen Max this way before. He was really ticked. Maybe it was because his sugar supplies had weakened since moving in with Kai.
As if in answer to Max's outburst, Kenny came around the corner of a nearby building. "Sorry, guys." Ray handed him Dizzi, who made a some comment about 'well, when nature calls'.
Tyson was still jabbering away, this time about how were things going in India (he had been transferred there after the incident in Russia). Max looked mischievously at the others, holding a penny between his middle and forefingers.
"What'dya say we make him pay for this when we get back?" Max grinned evilly.
"But that'll take up even more time! We have to get practicing right away before any of Voltaire's goons show up!" Kenny complained.
"So, haven't we wasted a lot of it anyway? What's the difference in a few more minutes, huh?" Ray replied good-naturedly. They had played this prank more than once. "Besides," he added, "I'm sure Voltaire's henchmen won't care how late we are for practice." He smiled his famous smile. He had charm, every girl admitted. But his heart was set on Mariah (we'll see how he feels about that in season 2!). Kenny sighed, defeated.
"What'dya say, Kai? Revenge for buggin' ya?" Max questioned the captain. Kai remained silent. This was not his day. But when everyone's attention and quiet got to him he finally answered.
"I don't care. As long as you don't even think about skipping your training."
Tyson's voice had been heard all throughtout this discussion.
"Hurry it up, Tyson!" Max complained loudly, causing the blue-haired BladeBreaker to glare at him for a second. Then, a female's voice came over the phone ("Please deposit cents for the next firve minutes.") and he blurted quickly, "Look, I'm all outta cash. I gotta go. Call ya later! Bye!" and he hung up the phone and came out of the booth.
"What?"
Everyone shook their heads and they headed back to the mansion. They didn't see a security camera lens poke out from behind a building across the street, zooming in to get a good look at the five. Nor did they realize that it was Voltaire on their trail.
Later...
"Help! LEMME OUT! Come on, guys this isn't funny!" Tyson's shouts rang out across the hall, bangs from skin hitting wood, and laughter from teammates following. No worries here. Yet.
Kohari: Okay. Reviews, please. And is this even worth continuing? Cuz I don't seem to be getting any reviews. Not that many, anyway. Even from my other works, which I hope you're reviewing too. And I'll send a special, warm hello to my buddy Kaimonetstaska, new on the fanfiction scene! Welcome, and it's good to have you with us, ya Baby Yoshi wannabe (inside joke). J/K. Anyway, Review and I'll continue (that rhymed! Woohoo!).