Chapter 6
Aha! You thought you could escape it! But you can't!!!! It's here.. The last chapter of this strange and insane article, otherwise known as Beyblade fanfiction. Don't worry.. I haven't gone mad.. I'm just in pain.. Mind you, to inflict such pain on yourself you've gotta be mad.. Right. I'll stop rambling now.
Thank you very very very much again to everybody who reviewed.. and my as I love you all I can't reply to you all individually again because I've just got sooo much work!! I love you all very very much!! And now, without further ado.. on with the story!! I hope you've all enjoyed it!
Dedicated to everyone who gave me nice reviews, helpful suggestions or answers to my questions at some point during this fic!
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All the Bladebreakers sat or stood around the room, waiting for Kai to decide what to do with Max.
"Ok Max," he said with after much deliberation. "I dare you and Tyson to swap underpants, in here, without removing the rest of your clothes and keeping bodily contact the whole time!" He smirked at the stunned look on the faces of his team-mates.
"That's not possible!" Tyson protested.
"It is, actually!" piped in Kenny. "If you remove just one leg of your shorts you can pull your boxers on and off over or through them!" Ray snorted, catching Kai's eye and grinning.
"Chief! You're supposed to be on our side!" Tyson said furiously.
"Get on with it!" Kai commanded. "We haven't got all day!" Tyson and Max walked over to the other side of the room and turned to face the wall. Max trod on Tyson's foot.
"Ouch!" Tyson yelled, hopping on one leg. "What was that for?!" Max rolled his eyes.
"If I do that, we can keep contact without losing the use of our hands," he explained patiently. "And it didn't hurt you that much! I haven't even got shoes on!" Again, Max put his right foot on Tyson's, who this time didn't say anything. The sounds of zipping and unclipping could be heard from one side of the room. It seemed Max had done this before, or something similar anyway, as he seemed to know exactly what he was doing. Pretty soon, both boys had their shorts down around their right feet, having both removed the left one. Making sure nobody was looking, they both pulled down their boxers and were about to pull the other's through the tangle of clothing that was now down around their feet, when Tyson lost his balance. Max grabbed his hand, afraid he would break the contact but overbalanced as well, landing on top of Tyson. The three not participating didn't seem to identify with the dilemma Max and Tyson were now in and contented themselves with rolling around on the ground in hysterics. Ray had tears pouring down his face by the time he managed to regain his self control, to see Tyson and Max tentatively standing up, making sure not to muddle their clothes, break their contact or expose any bits of themselves they might not want exposed. Pretty soon, however, they were both standing up, their feet back together and pulling each other's boxers up. Ray had been very amused to see that Tyson was wearing pink boxers with green beyblades embroidered on them, which clashed horribly with Max's t-shirt. Max's, however, were purple with large, black, heavily-armoured tortoises on them. These didn't go well with Tyson's shirt either and caused a great amount of hilarity around the room.
"All done!" Max said, as he attached his dungarees. Kai gave a short nod of approval.
"Well, I guess that wraps this up!" he said. "Back to normal training tomorrow," he added, smirking at the disappointed looks on his team-mates' faces. "But," he continued mysteriously, "I have one final dare!" The others all looked up, surprised. "And that is for Kenny to come out to dinner with us.. without Dizzi!" Three gasps of mock-horror erupted around the room, as Kenny looked uncertainly at his laptop.
"Go on!" said laptop ordered. "I could do with a night off anyway! Just don't wake me up when you get back!" Kenny ran off to put her away before they went out, arranging to meet his teammates outside. Tyson and Max went out next, chatting and laughing, still wearing each other's underwear. And last, but not least, Kai walked up to Ray, kissing him passionately before taking his hand and following the others out of the room.
The end!
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Wow! It's finished!! I hope it was alright.. please review ^-^ And goodbye for now.. until the next ridiculously implausible story!
Aha! You thought you could escape it! But you can't!!!! It's here.. The last chapter of this strange and insane article, otherwise known as Beyblade fanfiction. Don't worry.. I haven't gone mad.. I'm just in pain.. Mind you, to inflict such pain on yourself you've gotta be mad.. Right. I'll stop rambling now.
Thank you very very very much again to everybody who reviewed.. and my as I love you all I can't reply to you all individually again because I've just got sooo much work!! I love you all very very much!! And now, without further ado.. on with the story!! I hope you've all enjoyed it!
Dedicated to everyone who gave me nice reviews, helpful suggestions or answers to my questions at some point during this fic!
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All the Bladebreakers sat or stood around the room, waiting for Kai to decide what to do with Max.
"Ok Max," he said with after much deliberation. "I dare you and Tyson to swap underpants, in here, without removing the rest of your clothes and keeping bodily contact the whole time!" He smirked at the stunned look on the faces of his team-mates.
"That's not possible!" Tyson protested.
"It is, actually!" piped in Kenny. "If you remove just one leg of your shorts you can pull your boxers on and off over or through them!" Ray snorted, catching Kai's eye and grinning.
"Chief! You're supposed to be on our side!" Tyson said furiously.
"Get on with it!" Kai commanded. "We haven't got all day!" Tyson and Max walked over to the other side of the room and turned to face the wall. Max trod on Tyson's foot.
"Ouch!" Tyson yelled, hopping on one leg. "What was that for?!" Max rolled his eyes.
"If I do that, we can keep contact without losing the use of our hands," he explained patiently. "And it didn't hurt you that much! I haven't even got shoes on!" Again, Max put his right foot on Tyson's, who this time didn't say anything. The sounds of zipping and unclipping could be heard from one side of the room. It seemed Max had done this before, or something similar anyway, as he seemed to know exactly what he was doing. Pretty soon, both boys had their shorts down around their right feet, having both removed the left one. Making sure nobody was looking, they both pulled down their boxers and were about to pull the other's through the tangle of clothing that was now down around their feet, when Tyson lost his balance. Max grabbed his hand, afraid he would break the contact but overbalanced as well, landing on top of Tyson. The three not participating didn't seem to identify with the dilemma Max and Tyson were now in and contented themselves with rolling around on the ground in hysterics. Ray had tears pouring down his face by the time he managed to regain his self control, to see Tyson and Max tentatively standing up, making sure not to muddle their clothes, break their contact or expose any bits of themselves they might not want exposed. Pretty soon, however, they were both standing up, their feet back together and pulling each other's boxers up. Ray had been very amused to see that Tyson was wearing pink boxers with green beyblades embroidered on them, which clashed horribly with Max's t-shirt. Max's, however, were purple with large, black, heavily-armoured tortoises on them. These didn't go well with Tyson's shirt either and caused a great amount of hilarity around the room.
"All done!" Max said, as he attached his dungarees. Kai gave a short nod of approval.
"Well, I guess that wraps this up!" he said. "Back to normal training tomorrow," he added, smirking at the disappointed looks on his team-mates' faces. "But," he continued mysteriously, "I have one final dare!" The others all looked up, surprised. "And that is for Kenny to come out to dinner with us.. without Dizzi!" Three gasps of mock-horror erupted around the room, as Kenny looked uncertainly at his laptop.
"Go on!" said laptop ordered. "I could do with a night off anyway! Just don't wake me up when you get back!" Kenny ran off to put her away before they went out, arranging to meet his teammates outside. Tyson and Max went out next, chatting and laughing, still wearing each other's underwear. And last, but not least, Kai walked up to Ray, kissing him passionately before taking his hand and following the others out of the room.
The end!
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Wow! It's finished!! I hope it was alright.. please review ^-^ And goodbye for now.. until the next ridiculously implausible story!