Please read this! The story is written for fun – I do not intend to offend anyone. If it happens, I’m really sorry, I never meant that to happen.

 I’m still using the Japanese-version names.

Disclaimer: Ich besitze Beyblade und „Pinky and the Brain“ nicht. (Got bored with saying in English that I don’t own Beyblade)

 

The Grumbling Room: Chapter 12

 

-         Speaking of me, - said Kai. – I wonder, why some people change me into a vampire/werewolf/any-other-stereotype-monster.

-         Because, whatever you say, horrors and monsters are cool. – Yuri was slouching. – So they hope that the story will be ‘kewl’ too.

-         But I don’t want too! – the tattooed beyblader shifted uncomfortably. – And why always me?

-         Because you’re supposed to be the coolest of us all and you have the most fangirls. – Takao said, looking very reasonably. He held a straight face for a while and started laughing madly.

-         Idiot. – growled his captain.

-         Now, now Kai. – Rei sounded soothing. – He’s only joking. Besides I get vampirizied too. I just wonder why?

-         The same reasons as Kai, I guess. – remarked Ivan.

-         Anyway, I think one vampire is enough. – snorted Kiki. – We have Saquinex and don’t need any others.

-         Wonder what would happen if Kai got paired with... say Rai? – mused the blue-haired Bladebreaker.

-         Did it seem I liked him? – growled the red-eyed Japanese.

-         Nah... Over-active imagination again. – Rei waved his hand dismissingly.

-         Mao? – suggested Kiki in a sly voice.

-         WHAT?! – yelled the black-haired Chinese, showing his fangs.

-         Calm down Rei. – Takao grabbed his friends arm. – It’s only fiction.

-         Yesss. – hissed the golden-eyed boy. – But I don’t like it.

-         Note to anybody who’s listening: - muttered Boris sarcastically. – leave the Mao-girl alone. Rei is over-protective.

-         Rai too! - piped Kiki up. – He’d get like that too!

-         Hn. – Kai touched his chin with one hand thoughtfully. – Gao is asexual anyway.

-         How about Johnny? – suggested Yuri.

-         Him? – the Japanese captain sounded incredulous. – He’s so annoying, with his ‘I’ll-play-golf-later’ attitude. And he gets annoyed too easy.

-         Ralf maybe? – Ivan said in a faux helpful way.

-         You want me bored to death? – snorted Kai. – He’s too stiff.

-         So? – Kiki raised his eyebrow. – You’re stiff too.

-         So we’d be sitting like two wooden dolls. – shrugged the younger Hiwatari. – And don’t say a word about the Dark Bladers – they’re monsters and I’m not insane.

-         You know, there aren’t many stories about them. – said Rei thoughtfully.

-         They’re side characters? – suggested Takao.

-         They – Kai pointed at the Demolition Boys – are side characters too and get really much attention.

-         They don’t have a tragic past? – tried Kiki.

-         You can always invent one. – muttered the younger Japanese. – And vampires are angsty – every kid knows that!

-         What about the chatroom stories? – asked Ivan.

-         The names we use are so... silly. – Kai somehow managed to make the word ‘silly’ sound worse than several very bad words. – I always get something like BeybladeMastah or something similar.

-         Well, you don’t get ILUvfooD for a nick. – muttered Takao. – Or a smiley like Max.

-         And I get something connected with cats. – sighed Rei. – Can’t they be a bit more creative?

-         Wonder what I’d get? – wondered Boris.

-         CruelWind! – Yuri stood up, extended one hand and put a leg on his chair. Than he started sniggering.

-         Moron. – muttered the lavender-haired Demolition Boy.

-         I wonder... – Kai said.

-         What? – Takao leaned closer to his captain.

-         Just why are there so many female OC’s? – was the answer.

-         Because there are more guys than girls in the show. – suggested Rei.

-         Because the most writers are girls? – added Boris.

-         But it’s boring. – answered Kai.

-         And anyway if they write me/Kai or other yaoi, what’s wrong in writing me/OC yaoi or Kai/OC yaoi. – snorted Yuri.

-         If you do something be consequent. – nodded Kai.

-         Ah-h... What do you think about the ‘Next Generations’? – asked Kiki.

-         Why do our children always look as we do? – Takao sounded distressed.

-         Anime rule. – said Kai impassively. – Look at Goku and Goten or Usagi and Chibiusa.

-         And why are they always better than we are? – the smaller Japanese inquired.

-         Mary-Sueism... Again. – mumbled Kai.

-         I don’t see Boris being a good daddy anyway. – said Rei.

-         You’re not the only one. – agreed the said Russian.

-         And who said we all have to marry? – huffed Yuri. – Just wait a few years and there’ll be a ton of groupies at my door, begging for a quickie.

-         Show off. – snorted Ivan.

-         Hey, Kinomiya what’s wrong with you? – Kai looked at his teammate. The other boy seemed... sad.

-         I know, I’m not the brightest guy here and I do eat too much. – he muttered. – But it’s really mean when someone tells that I’m stupid or that I’m a fat blob.

-         Don’t worry about that, it’s not true. – said Rei. Meanwhile, something very strange must have been going on in the Bladebreakers captain’s head.

-         Rei’s right. – he finally said. – And it’s not true that I don’t like you. So you’ve been annoying – big deal. I was probably as annoying. – and to the surprise of other beybladers he hugged Takao. – And if anyone makes any comment about this... – he said in a low threatening voice. For a while nobody dared to say a word.

-         I’m OK now. – the smaller boy sounded a bit nervous.

-         So, some of them don’t like him? – inquired Yuri. – Well, their right, but they don’t have to make a big fuss about it. If I was to write a story, I’d concentrate on what I like.

-         Now, that reminds me of Mao-haters. – growled Rei.

-         The point is the same. - said Kai. – You don’t like the character – your right. But it doesn’t mean you can make us hate this character, if we don’t or force your mind on other people.

-         Yep. We have freedom of speech. – nodded Kiki.

-         Yeah, well, do you know why in all those gender switching stories Kai gets the biggest boobs? – wondered Ivan.

-         Pervert. – muttered the said Japanese.

-         Now you noticed? – asked the tiny Russian innocently.

-         We don’t know Ivan. – chimed Boris in. – It’s too complicated for our little brains to comprehend.

-         There must be some great mystery behind it. – nodded Yuri solemnly.

-         Tough girls have big breasts! – Takao cheerfully announced. – Look at Chun-Li from Street Fighter or Naaga from Slayers.

 

-         Why Balkov, I’m surprised people take you for the father of that young German! – said Voltaire Hiwatari. – What was his name?.. Robert or Ralf?

-         It depends on the language version. – answered the scientist. – But I do agree, it is funny. The only thing we have in common is the hair colour.

-         Yes. You’re not even German. – the older man lazily patted the prostitute on the head.

-         He’s not even Russian. – corrected the purple haired man. – Besides, if I were that rich, I’d own Biovolt.

-         And ‘if wishes were fishes we’d all cast nets.’ – quoted the older man. – Besides I’ve never seen you talk to him.

-         Because I didn’t. – snorted Balkov. – And if I had a male child, who could beyblade, I’d put it in the Abby.

-         And you’d think such things are obvious. – nodded Kai’s grandfather.

-         Now, I wonder, why if we come back, it’s always so... inept. – drawled the scientist.

-         It reminds me of a cartoon... ‘Pinky and the Brain’ or something like that. – said Voltaire. – ‘Balkov, are you thinking what I’m thinking?’

-         ‘A fruit cake tastes good?’ – the purple-haired man sounded very sarcastic.

-         Or ‘Do you know what are we going to do next night?’ – the old Japanese sounded rather amused.

-         ‘Play volleyball?’ – the younger man rolled his eyes.

-         ‘No you idiot! Take over the world – like every night!’ – the older Hiwatari certainly managed to sound very much like the Brain. – And why do often end up chasing some girl with super powers?

-         Reason one: she has super powers. – Balkov gave his superior an annoyed look. – Reason two: so that authors favourite team could save her and she could ‘fall in love’ with one of them.

-         And why would I harass my grandson so much? – mused Voltaire. – True he betrayed me, but you don’t dispose of a good, useful tool. He’s young and has much to learn.

-         I’m happy I’m not his family. – muttered the scientist under his breath. Aloud he said: - And that is also valid for the Demolition Boys.

-         But there is also a less serious matter, which has troubled me. – the older man rubbed his chin. – The young people claiming a character from Bryblade as their own in such a childish way. I believe, it sounds mostly like that ‘CHARA_NEME is mine, mine, mine!’ or at least similar. What do you think, my boy?

-         Boy? – the purple haired man glared at the Japanese.

-         I’m in an age when everybody under sixty is a child. – explained Kai’s grandfather patiently.

-         Well than, I guess such behaviour can’t be avoided. – shrugged Balkov.

 

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The ‘If wishes were fishes (...)’ quote is taken from Frank Herbert’s ‘Dune’ (brilliant book, BTW). All other quotes are from ‘Pinky and the Brain’ – if they aren’t exactly like in the show – sorry, I watched it long ago and in German.

 

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