Disclaimer:
I don’t own Beyblade. This story was written for fun. I didn’t have any serious
reason and didn’t want to annoy anyone.
(*something*) – means muttering or whispering.
The Grumbling Room
Once upon a time there was a room. But it
wasn’t just any ordinary room – it was something more. You see, it was in a
special realm – The Realm of Complaining Characters! Every time some heroes of
a book, movie, series or game felt annoyed with whatever had happened to them,
they would appear in this realm. It was easier to keep all the people from
revolting – after all the loosing, tortures, bashings and pointless sappiness.
This room here was the
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It’s
not my fault I have a long nose! – snorted the long-nosed one.
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The
happy idiot has to complain too? – the red-head ignored the smaller boy.
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I’m
the one who annoys him with such comments Yuri. – calmly stated the boy with tattoos.
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What
are YOU – out of all people – doing here Kai?! – snarled Yuri – It’s not as
anything really bad happened to you! You kept your name and people don’t think
you are girl. (And undoubtedly you’re going to make some smartass comments.)
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Well,
they did change my name. – muttered the green-haired boy.
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And
mine! – piped in the one in the baseball cap.
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Yours
doesn’t sound androgynous now. – answerd Yuri. – I think Kevin sounds much more
manly then Kiki. – he added with a smirk.
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Kai,
isn’t Yuri a name for girls? – asked Takao (or the boy in the baseball cap, if
you like).
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In
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Bwahwahwahwa!!!
– the current beyblade champion was rolling from laughter.
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Huh?
What’s that all about? – asked Ivan.
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Yuri
equals femslash. – answered Kai, his voice as serious as usual.
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WHAT?!
– Yuri didn’t seem to be in a good mood. – This is so unfair! I get a name
which is male in my land, but it’s female somewhere else AND means femslash!
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Actually
it means “lily”. It’s only used as term for femslash anime and manga. –
muttered Kai.
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And
than in the American version I get a name which is neither male nor female. –
continued the red-head, not really paying attention to what Kai said – And it
sounds like some Hawaiian dance.
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At
least you’ve got female fans... – grumbled Ivan. – And they put some effort into changing your
name. I swear, they’re still taking their revenge for the Cold War.
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You
don’t really have a reason to complain about YOUR name. – growled Takao. – What
kind of a name is Tyson, anyway! It sounds like a surname. And speaking of
surnames, why is mine Granger?! I’m Japanese for goodness sake!
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At
least you HAVE a surname. – snorted Ivan. – Do they think I popped out of
nowhere?
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They
might. – said Kai impassively.
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Say,
Kai? – Takao spun around, to look at the older boy. – Why is your grandfather’s
name Voltair? Isn’t that a European name?
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French,
if you’re interested. – answered the captain of the Bladebrakers. – I guess, I
had some French ancestors. Or really weird ones.
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Knowing
you and your grampy, I’d go for the latter. – snickered Kiki.
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Grampy?
– Takao looked genuinely puzzled.
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The
guy is probably usually grumpy, isn’t he? – Kiki looked quizzically at Kai. The
Bladebraker nodded. – And one of the short forms of grandfather is grandpa which
sounds sometimes like “grampa”. So grumpy + grampa = grampy!
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A
bit far-fetched. – muttered Kai.
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Uh,
don’t give my grandpa any “pet names”, ‘k? – pleaded Takao.
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Wonder
why they didn’t they change Kai’s and “grampy’s” names? – pondered Yuri. – Or
why didn’t they go so badly on Balkov? He just got a first name...
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That’s
not the worse what happens to us. – grumbled Kai.
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Oh,
you mean some pairings, right? – Kiki raised his eyebrow – the visible one. –
Well they can get annoying...
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A blushing Mao in a swim suit
goes out with a very red Rei in swimming shorts. They’re carrying a banner with
a sign “Who’s who:
Takao = Tyson
Kai = Kai
Kiki = Kevin
Ivan = Ian
Yuri = Tala
Mao = Mariah
Rei = Ray
Bloody Mary thanks you for reading and asks you to review. She wants to get
the guys to complain about other things like pairings, Mary-Sues and etc. If
you have any specified wishes ask (as long as they aren’t aimed at another
person). So review, pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty please, with chocolate and
cherry on the top?”
They look, drop the banner around
and run away.
T.B.C.