Allenby Beardsley: Well, well, bet y'all thought I had given up on this, huh? Lol. I'm really, REALLY sorry about the long delay, but I've had a lot of stuff going on. I was originally going to make this chappie longer, but since I see it won't get done till the end of September, I decided to go ahead and post this. Again, I'm sorry about the delay. Also, I have another C/A fic out called "Goodbye To You." The 1st chappie isn't that much C/A, but the 2nd one is! Please read and review it for me!! Sorry for the rant. Well, you know what time is it boys and girls. Yup, it's time for me to answer the reviews! *looks over reviews and gasp in shock, then cheers in delight* Wow! I got 5 reviews! Hm…maybe I should threaten not to update some more… Anyway, onto the reviews.
Desert Fox, Lol, that would prove to be funny.
Chibodee: What would? *reads over Desert Fox's review and smirks* Yeah it would, but I still wanna pound their skulls into the pavement!
Allenby Beardsley: *pulls back review* Chibodee!! Don't interrupt me! =P Anyway, as I was saying…
Chibodee: *grumbles*
Allenby Beardsley: I'm really glad you liked the chappie though Desert Fox. As for Dr. Behluima, no, he did NOT die (or at least so a very reliable source told me). He is the doctor with the brown hair that was nice, and the doctor with the glasses… no one knows his name. And for the thing about Kyoji and Natasha…well, that's…interesting… I haven't heard that.
Ken no Kakera, I'm really glad you started writing a Chib/Alley (my own nickname for "myself") fic! It's really good too! In fact, all you readers out there, go look it up! Read and review so maybe she'll write another chappie! ^_^
Matt Taylor, glad to see you reviewing my fic again. Lol, and you shall get the answer to your question in this chappie! Aren't I just not that suspenseful? Lol. Anyway, I hope you keep reading.
Dreaming Wolf, OMG!!!! The famous Dreaming Wolf has read my fic and liked it!!! I…I…I'm so honored!! (non-sarcastic) I know, isn't it so sad that they abandon them? I was reading one that hinted to be C/A, but the person stopped working on it… It makes me sad and mad because I want to know what happens! But don't worry, I'll finish this fic, so help me Kami! But I did mean every word I said in those reviews. That fic was GREAT!! Are you going to post another fic soon?? Please do!!!
Chibodee: But you're reading about 12 other G Gundam fics…
Allenby Beardsley: I said stop interrupting me!
Chibodee: Lol, what are you going to do about it?…
Allenby Beardsley: I won't let you take me out to DragonCon tomorrow…
Chibodee: But! But!… *sighs* Ok, ok….you win this round… *grumbles and sits down*
Allenby Beardsley: Hey, at least I didn't flip ya this time! *laughs at memory*
Sai Saici: *walks in and hears the last part* You got flipped Chibodee?! Hahahahahahaha!!!! *points and laughs*
Chibodee: Shut up about that kid! *glares at Sai Saici as he runs out of the room*
Allenby Beardsley: *laughs, then takes out another review* Ah, I got another reviewer! I'm happy you liked it Muerte89! I hope you continue liking it! Wow, my story cool! That's just so…cool! Don't I have a big vocabulary? =P Lol.
And the last one… *takes out last review* Ah, my dear Chibodee Crocket… What to say to you? You went to Virginia? Cool! I used to have relatives that lived there back in the Revolutionary War. Yes, those tabloid reporters are jerks! Um… "yet"? I don't know if there IS going to be a ever…
Chibodee: Well, Allenby I do have a hotel room without the girls there…. *winks at her suggestively*
Allenby Beardsley: *blushes bright red* CHIBODEE CROCKET!!!! *slaps Chibodee's cheek*
Chibodee: *rubs cheek and grumbles* What did I do this time?… I didn't call ya toots!
Allenby Beardsley: *blushes still* Right… *clears throat* I'm glad you liked it. Keep Paul in mind though, he's coming back soon. Lol, ok I'll try not to be too modest Chib. *reads last part and blushes* Eh…sure… my cute guy friend… Chibodee, do the disclaimer.
Chibodee: NO!
Allenby Beardsley: Why not??
Chibodee: You slapped me!
Allenby Beardsley: *sighs* You big baby…ok… *gets up and gives him a peck on the cheek* Better?
Chibodee: *smirks* I don't know…
Allenby Beardsley: *smirks back* Do the disclaimer, and I'll give you a kiss…
Chibodee: OK!! She doesn't own G Gundam! *looks to Allenby* Now, about that kiss…
Allenby Beardsley: Close your eyes…
Chibodee: *closes his eyes*
Allenby Beardsley: *plops a Hershey's kiss into his mouth*
Chibodee: Wait a sec! That's not a kiss!
Allenby Beardsley: *laughs and runs off*
Chibodee: GET BACK HERE ALLENBY!!!! *chases after her*
((Sorry about the long author not, please forgive me!))
When Chibodee Met Allenby
Chapter Seven
Chibodee woke up, yawned, scratched his head, and walked into the kitchen, looking for breakfast. He sat down at his chair and looked down to see a letter instead of food. He fully became alert at the sight and picked it up and holding it, looked up at Shirley cooking. "Uh, Shirl?" he asked.
"Hm?" she responded, not bothering to look back.
"I know you might still be a little mad about me joking that you and Paul could take the back room for some quality time last night, but don't you think feeding me junk mail is a little severe?" he inquired, waving the letter around.
"Actually, I really don't think it's too severe, but one: that isn't for you to eat; second: that isn't junk mail. Look again."
He looked down again and read the sender's address; it was from Neo-France. "Must be from George. Wonder what old Rose boy could want…" he thought, opening it. It seemed like a formal letter with the neat calligraphy and the royal seal printed on the bottom. Quickly, he read through the letter.
Dear Monsieur Chibodee,
Greetings. My dear friends, the beautiful Princess Marie-Louise has graciously requested your presence at the Neo-French palace for a celebration of the defeat of the malicious Dark Gundam. Please accept this invitation and come to Neo-France within four days. We shall arrange a room in the palace for you. I hope you are able to attend. Until then, adieu!
George de Sand
P.S. Chibodee, you are allowed to bring your crew. The princess and I are looking forward to meeting you all again.
Chibodee read the letter a couple more times, then began laughing. "Well, well, well, so old Rose boy and SA miss us, huh?" he asked to no one in particular. Bunny came in just as his statement was made and looked at him with one eyebrow cocked.
"Hm? Who misses us?" she inquired, coming closer. He looked up and smiled at her, then handed her the letter for her to read herself.
"The princess and George have invited us to the castle."
At the sound of the word castle, all four of the girls' heads turned. "Castle?! Are you serious??" they all demanded excitedly. Chibodee merely laughed.
"Of course, have I ever lied to you lovely ladies before?" They all murmured a no, then ran off to
their rooms to go start packing for the trip.
Chibodee was left all alone in the kitchen, and he frowned in
disbelief. "HEY!! WHERE'S BREAKFAST???"
Allenby looked at Dr. Behluima weird. "I…got a letter?…" she asked. He smiled and nodded.
"Yes, you did. Here it is," he answered, handing her mail. Allenby took in and stared at it in shock.
"Thank you," she replied, reading over the sender's address. Dr. Behluima smiled again and nodded.
"You're welcome." With that said, he left her room, closing the door on his way out. She quickly opened the letter, shocked to get something from Neo-France, and dropped the envelope absentmindedly.
"Dear Allenby," she read aloud, having to hear her own voice say the words so she knew it was real, "You are invited to a celebration for the defeat of the vile Dark Gundam at the palace of Neo-France, on the gracious request of Princess Marie-Louise. Please come, the young princess and I hope to see you there. The celebration begins in four days and do not fret: we shall set up a room for you. Adieu! Sincerely, George de Sand." Her eyes widen in shock.
"Wow!" she gasped, now feeling giddy with the news, "A party at Neo-France! WOO-HOO!" Suddenly, her good mood faltered slightly. "Wait a second…will they even let me go?… I didn't think about that… I hope so… Oh well, the only way to find out is to… ask them…" She sighed heavily and stepped out of her room, still holding onto the invitation, and walked down the hall.
She walked pass one of the officer's lounges and ignored the snickers, laughs, and wolf calls the men made at her as she walked pass them. Usually they would only make remarks like, "here comes the Gundam bitch," followed by a couple of snickers, but never any wolf calls. What was making them act like that? Oh well, she'd have to ask Hans (her only friend in the whole Neo-Swedish armed forces it seemed) about it later; he usually knew what was going on within the troops. "Speak of the old devil," she smirked as she saw him up ahead. "Hey Hans!" she called out, and after turning around to see who called him, she waved at him and ran over.
"Hey Alley," he began, using that little nickname he had for her that she hated, "what's up?"
"I just got invited to Neo-France for a party!" she answered gleefully, smiling brightly at him. He smiled back and nodded.
"That's cool. I hope you can go." She nodded in agreement.
"Yeah, me too. That's what I'm off to go find out."
"Good luck."
"Thanks… Say, uh, Hans?… Can I…ask you a question?…" His smile vanished as he looked at her concern.
"Yes, what is it Alley?"
"Well…everybody was laughing at me when I pass by them in the lounge, more than usual, and I was just wondering…"
"Why they were laughing?" he finished for her. She nodded. He let out a deep sigh. "Alley, how are you doing? And tell me the truth."
"How I'm doing?" she echoed. "Well…I…I guess I'm doing alright…"
"What about Domon?"
"Domon?"
"Yeah, I knew you cared about him. When…when I saw the matches with you in his tag team, it was obvious you had feelings for him…"
"To everyone except him…" she thought sadly. "So?"
"Well…when he went with Rain…didn't it hurt?…" Somberly, she nodded her head slowly. He sighed and gulped unnoticeably and slid his glasses back up his nose. He slightly bit his lip and shakily placed his hand on her shoulder for comfort. "Allenby… you know…I'm always here for you…" She looked up and nodded.
"Yeah, I know…that's why you're my best friend here." Slowly he nodded.
"Well, Alley…do you…know someone named…Chibodee Crocket?"
"Chibodee? The Neo-American Gundam fighter?" Hans nodded. "Yeah…why?…"
"Well…" he began then cleared his throat. "Did…did anything happen between you two?"
"B-Between us?…" Allenby softly whispered so Hans couldn't hear. Her mind flashed back to the two of them at the airport and him kissing her so softly, so enchantingly, so… perfectly. She snapped out of her daze and blushed furiously for a second as she realized what she was remembering. "NO! GOOD GOD NO!!"
Hans blinked in surprise and almost took a step back. "Just asking!" he defensively responded. After seeing that Allenby had calmed down, he came closer again.
"But what does Chibodee have to do with this?"
"Well, uh…I guess you haven't been reading the papers lately…"
"I never do…. Hans, what's wrong? What is it? Tell me!"
"Take a deep breath," he advised and, with a sad sigh, handed her the latest tabloid magazine rolled up. Allenby looked at him curiously for a second, and he motioned her to open it with a nod. Slowly, Allenby did as he said and gasped in shock at what she saw on the cover. It was the exact same picture of Chibodee and her walking into his hotel and the same headline as the one Chibodee saw back in New York. Horror filled her face as she continued gaping at the photo.
"W…What the?!…" she panickedly demanded, dropping the magazine and taking a step back from it as it hit the floor as though it was cursed by the devil. She looked up at Hans horrified and fearful. "Th…that is what they're talking about??!…"
He sighed and nodded. "Yes…yes, that's what they're talking about." He watched mournfully as she looked down to the ground, shaking her head, tears almost filling her eyes, and muttering no over and over again. "A…Allenby… Allenby, it's ok." He reached out and placed his hand on her shoulder hesitantly, not sure if she would sock him one or not. "We don't think that of you…honest. We all know what you did for this colony. We have more respect for you than that. We know you too well."
She looked up at him and sniffled, wiping away her tears. "R-Really?" she asked shakily, and he nodded in response and smiled brightly at her.
"Of course." She faintly smiled back and opened her mouth to speak when another private walked by her.
"Hey Gundam bitch! Got lucky after the tournament, didn't ya?" he sneered. Allenby and Hans turned to look at him, and she silently gaped in horror. "You cheap slut! You're a disgrace to our nation! I knew they shouldn't have made some little horny girl our Gundam fighter!"
Allenby was just speechless at the slew of insults thrown at her. She was used to people calling her a little kid or "Gundam bitch" or a lousy excuse for a Gundam fighter, but never a slut. The very word itself made her sick and to be called it was ten times worse. Hans glared at him murderously and marched over to him.
"LIEUTENANT JONES!!!" he bellowed. Jones scoffed at him.
"And just who exactly are you?!" he demanded. Hans stood up straight, almost standing a whole three inches taller than Jones, and glared at him ever so coldly.
"I am Sargent O' Neil!" Instantly, Jones' eyebrows raised up in fear, having just insulted a soldier with a higher rank than him. Before he could blink, Hans slapped his cheek hard, leaving a red imprint of his hand on Jones' face. "Now, APOLOGIZE TO HER!!!"
"What?" Jones and Allenby asked shocked.
"APOLOGIZE TO LIEUTENANT BEARDSLEY BEFORE I REPORT YOU!!!!"
Allenby blinked in shock. She had never seen Hans so mad before, but why was he acting like this? So, the man insulted her. Sure, she was hurt and horrified by his comments, but she would get over it. Hans had heard other men insult her and did nothing; why was he doing something now?
Terrified, Jones slowly nodded and walked timidly over to Allenby. He nodded then gave her a salute. "I…I'm sorry Lieutenant Beardsley. Forgive me," he apologized. Still too shocked to speak, she only nodded in reply. He gave her a shaky salute, and she returned it, and as though his pants were on fire, he quickly took off.
Allenby turned to Hans, who was still glaring coldly at his back, and he sighed and went back to her; when their eyes met, all traces of fury were gone from his face, and he smiled at her. "Uh…thanks Hans," she replied, still dazed.
"It was no prob," he answered. He picked up his clipboard from the counter and smiled at her again. "Now, if you want to go ask them if you can go to Neo-France, I suggest you do it now while there's still a chance they haven't seen the magazine like the others."
"Oh!" she exclaimed, snapping of her daze, "You're right! Wish me luck!" With that said, she ran off. Hans chuckled as he watched her go before returning to his work.