blitzkreig50889: well, I'm back with the next chapter to The Great Biovolt Escape for you! Sorry it took me so long to update…family life is hectic.
Tala: But still you're updating and that's what matters.
blitzkreig50889: True. Anyway, Tala, where's Kai and Ian. Ian's supposed to do the disclaimer this time.
Tala: Ian's hiding and Kai's trying to drag him here. They should be here soon.
Kai: (enters room dragging a protesting Ian behind him) Sorry it took me so long to get here. I had to drag Ian here.
Ian: I don't want to do the disclaimer. It's stupid!
blitzkreig50889: Too bad. Now do the disclaimer or I'll have Tala and Kai dress you up as a girl again.
Ian: NO! I'll do the disclaimer.
blitzkreig50889: then do it already.
Ian: ok. blitzkreig50889 does not own beyblade or any of its characters. She just owns the plots and the ideas that we end up giving her…I think.
Tala: Ian get rid of the "I think." The plot and ideas are hers.
Ian: Ok. Then scratch the "I think" from that and enjoy the story.
blitzkreig50889: Now you got it Ian. And thank you for doing the disclaimer by the way.
Kai: Hey! Whenever I do the disclaimer you never thank me. Why'd you thank him?
blitzkreig50889: because he's younger than you are.
Kai: not fair.
blitzkreig50889: Anyway, enjoy the fic. I hope it makes you laugh as hard as I did.
Chapter 3—Ian's Escape Disguise
(Ian's P.O.V.)
"Tala, I can't wear that! It's a dress!" I screamed at the top of my lungs despite Bryan and Spencer's attempts to shut me up.
Tala grinned at me. I wanted to strangle him.
"C'mon Ian! This is easy. If you're dressed up as a girl you'll be able to escape. I'll have Bryan bring your launcher when he escapes and you'll have Wyborg with you."
"You're crazy!" I yelled.
"Ian!"
"What, Bry?" I growled. I was beginning to get pissed off.
"Get into that stupid dress! We still got to make you look feminine tonight too, you know."
"You guys are sick!"
"Ian, c'mon. We only have a couple of hours to pull this off," Tala reminded me.
I groaned. "If this works, you guys so owe me."
"Ian, just put the dress on." Tala tossed the pink frilly thing at me. I nearly retched. I hate pink.
Groaning, I headed to the bathroom. It took me about fifteen minutes to put the ugly thing on. I looked in the mirror and gagged. I looked disgustingly feminine.
Now, don't get me wrong. I'm sure dresses for girls are cute, but for me, a guy with absolutely no hips and far too short of hair, dresses are ugly. Like I said, no offense to you girls. I just don't get the idea of dressing up and walking around in high heels.
"Ian, are you done yet?" Bryan yelled from outside the bathroom door. "I still have to put this god forsaken makeup on you yet."
Yeah, you heard right. Tala had put him in charge of putting on "my" makeup.
"I'm coming," I yelled through the door. "But I'm not wearing the fuckin' heels. No way!"
"Ian, just get out here," Spencer grumbled through the door.
I sighed and pushed the door open. No sooner had I pushed the door open, I heard laughter greet my ears. It was the perfect way to make a rotten day even more rotten.
"Ian, you look ridiculous!" Bryan managed. Tala and Spencer were doubled over they were laughing so hard.
"C'mon, Ian, let's get this finished so you can get outta here," Bryan said after catching his breath. "Here's your blade."
I took Wyborg from him. Wyborg, being his usual self added his own input into the situation, only no one but me heard him.
"You'd make a good girl Ian. I think if you do everything Tala told you to you'll get out of here. And I'm so proud of you."
I blinked, touched by his trust in me. "As promised I'll get you outta here Wyborg."
"I know you will. Especially now. Thank you Ian."
"Wyborg, stop! You keep this up I'll cry!" I was near the point of blubbering.
Wyborg chuckled. "I'm sorry. Now hurry and get that disguise of yours finished. I want out of this place!"
I nodded, attracting my teammate's attention.
"Ian?" Tala inquired.
"I'm okay Tala. I'm just talking to Wyborg."
Tala nodded his understanding. "Just finish soon. Your disguise isn't finished yet."
"I know." I broke off my conversation with Wyborg at that point. "Let's put this plan of yours into motion Tala!" I cried, returning to my usual self.
Tala, Bryan, and Spencer grinned, knowing I was going to improvise Tala's plan by going out with a bang instead of quietly. And I would be leaving a sticky, gooey, sickening mess behind.
Yeah, I was definitely ready to leave.
"Let's do this!" Wyborg and I cried together. "Blitzkrieg forever!" my teammates and I yelled together one last time.
"Bring on that makeup, Bry, before I lose my confidence," I ordered before following him back into the bathroom.