Paper Clips

Disclaimer: I do not own Beyblade or any of the characters in the wonderful anime series.

Chapter Three: Pick Locks

(By the way…the chapters are named after things that revolve around paper clips, and will make sense at the end of the story…I hope)

~With the Bladebreakers~

Tyson was sitting on his bed sulking, "How could he beat Rei?!"

"It's not Rei's fault he lost, their bitbeasts are incredibly strong," Kenny said, "Did you see the way he shattered the glass?"

Tyson nodded, "But I'm sure we can beat them! With enough practice…"

"Then we better get started," Rei sighed.

~With the Unsalted Peanuts~

"Ya think Cynthia can make us as good as the uh…"

"All Starz?" Leroy asked Sean.

Sean nodded, "Yeah, you think she can?"

"I doubt it, did you see how strong they were? Even the Bladebreakers were impressed and they're insanely good!" Leroy said, raising his hands up to exaggerate the point.

Sean frowned, "But the guy said that with practice and hard work—"

"And technology," Joey interrupted, "Did you see that place? Our technology can't hold a candle to theirs,"

Sean pouted, "So not fair,"

~With the Feared Bladers~

Cynthia looked around at her teammates who were all glaring at her.

"What?" she asked innocently.

"You can't train another team, especially not during the championships!" Randy, the team captain ordered.

"It's not like were part of the championships or anything," Cynthia said, "So what's the big deal?"

"The 'Big deal' is that people who are actually in the championships could be spying on you. You'd practically be teaching them our tricks," Jake yelled.

"Guys, Sean's team doesn't know how to shoot accurately yet. I'm sure all the teams participating in the American Tournaments can shoot their blade in the stadium," Cynthia sighed.

Jack rolled his eyes, "Girls, they're complete idiots, why did we let one on the team again Randy?"

Jake looked over at his twin, "Cynthia might be stupid, but not all girls are,"

Cynthia twitched, "Hey!"

Jack smirked, "Well it's true,"

~With the Feverous Females~ (Yes, that is their name, get over it)

Kara tossed a ball up and down from her position on the bed, "The Bladebreakers, the All Starz, the Bladebreakers, the All Starz, who do you, think will win?"

"Does it matter?" Cocoa asked, "We'll beat them both,"

"Well, we need to come up with a strategy for both teams anyway," Flora said, "We'll be fighting the All Starz before we fight the Bladebreakers,"

"Oh yeah…" Sara mused.

Flora suddenly glared at all of her teammates, "On another note, I will accept no romance to occur during our trip here. They will take your focus off of our victory and can possibly make you bring less than your best to the stadium,"

Kara saluted, "Yes ma'am!"

Flora spun around on her heal and walked toward the door, her angelic white hair flowing behind her, "If you don't obey my orders, you will be removed from the team. All of you here can be easily replaced, especially you Kara," she threatened before walking through the doorway.

Kara pinched her nose, "Bitch,"

Sara hit Kara, "Watch the language," she said, jutting her thumb over at Cocoa.

"Well she is!" Kara huffed.

"Angel on the outside, demon on the inside," Cocoa agreed.

End of Chapter Three

(This was so not a filler chapter…NO WAIT! IT'S A CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT CHAPTER! That's it…yeah.)