Pacific High Chapter Christmas! PART ONE OF SEVERAL BAZILLION

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*excuses*

~Pyro

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"We're going to the beach!" Lieutenant Pyro announced, puffing up her chest proudly as she yelled at the teenage robot kick-ass Jaegers in front of her.

Danger scratched the back of his Conn-Pod questioningly. "Are… are you sure this is such a good idea?" he asked, finding a dent and rubbing at it, irritated.

Pyro pfft'd and shrugged. "Since when has anything around here been a good idea?" she said, jumping off the tank and skipping away happily.

Eureka watched the woman's form as she went away, cautiously making sure she wouldn't be able to hear what the Jaeger was about to say. "What's she been smoking recently?" Eureka asked, looking to her boyfriend, Coyote.

The grey Jaeger shrugged in response. He didn't like the beach much; not only was it generally associated with Kaiju these days, but he had a horrible feeling something bad had happened to him or his giant counterpart on a beach. "I'll ask dad later," he said, wrapping an arm around Eureka, much to some of the other boys' entertainment.

"Woo, yeah! Coyoreka!" Crimson yelled as some of the others started making kissy noises and starting the K-I-S-S thing. However the moment Crimson yelled Coyoreka, everyone froze. "What?" the red bot asked, raising his mono-brow plates on one side. "I ship it."

Gipsy stared at him. "You what?"

"I. Ship. It." Crimson said slowly and deliberately, making sure to draw out each word. "Do you guys not ship?"

Coyote sighed and facepalmed before muttering something through what would be classed as gritted teeth, "I am not going to have this discussion right now," very firmly.

Crimson perked up a little. "Oh-ho! Coyote," he gasped, "you're a shipper too?!"

Gipsy and Danger decided now was a time to speak up. "Hey! We're the ones that went Boatswording, thank you very much!" they said in tandem. Creepy.

Crimson groaned and waved his three arms around crazily. "No no nO! Wrong kind of shipping! Like… relation-ship!" he told them. "Mash their names together and it's a ship! You force them into loving each other or whatever! Y'know?"

"No, we don't know, and we're happy to stay uneducated in this department," Coyote said, walking off with Eureka, who was already decidedly crept out by Crimson.

Cherno walked over and poked Crimson, hard. "Who else you ship?" he asked, prodding Crimson when the red bot remained silent.

"I… uhh… well…" Crimson blushed, his yellow "eye" going slightly crimson. "Chimsy," he whispered, his voice barely audible.

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"OK little-ee's," Pyro started, gathering around all her little Chibi-Jaegers, "We're going to the beach!" she announced with a gigantic grin.

"YAY! COOKIES!" all the Chibis yelled, screamed, and bellowed, clambering over each other in an attempt to trample-hug Pyro.

"Wait… why are we going to the beach, though?" Chibi-Crimson asked, rubbing his chin, scratching his temple, and rubbing the back of his head at the same time.

Pyro picked him up and twirled him around a couple of times before putting him down and whipping her Cloak of Madness around herself. When the swirling fabric finally settled down, Pyro was in a Santa-themed Cloak. "It's CHRISTMAS!" she yelled happily. "Follow me everyone, we're raiding the kitchens!"

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Tendo was sitting in the cafeteria, enjoying his bagel and coffees, when a sudden shard of ice went straight down his spine. He shivered and shrugged it off, but couldn't get rid of the feeling that something bad was coming this way…

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Stacker was calmly in his office/bunk rooms (the same ones he shared with Lieutenant Pyro), sipping at the hot coffee. "Ah, that hits the spot," he murmured, letting its warmth flow through his body, rejuvenating and re-energising him.

A small knock came from the door. "Come in!" Stacker said, setting aside his coffee and paperwork for a moment.

"Hello, Marshal," Crimsy quickly entered with Eureka. Stacker raised an eyebrow; these two weren't exactly the best of friends, so why were they coming to see him together?

"Hello, Crimsy, Eureka," Stacker nodded to them both in turn. "What brings you to my office?"

Eureka was the first to speak. "Well, sir, it's just… umm… recently Pyro's been acting a little weird…er, than usual…"

Crimsy nodded vigorously. "She was SKIPPING earlier! What the heck's going on?!"

Stacker sighed. He knew it would probably come to this at some point or another. "This is a private matter and I do not think it is up to me to share it with you," he told the girls, who both slumped visibly. "However if you keep it quiet…" yup, they perked right back up again, "Pyro's little sister has fallen in love-"

"Ohmigodomigodomigodohmigod!" Crimsy was jumping up and down in excitement, while Eureka looked a little confused.

"She has a sister?" the red-visored Jaeger asked.

Stacker nodded. "Oh yes, indeed. I've had the pleasure of listening about her for the last week or so. Apparently they aren't that different."

"Ohmigodomigodomigodohmigod!"

"So that's what she's smoking. Also I think you two had better prepare for our trip to the beach," Stacker warned them, waggling a finger in their direction. "It's the Shatterdome's Christmas event and nobody is going to be missing out on it. Typh is coming as well, and so are the Kaiju. We'll also be meeting a few more, ahh, recruits, out there."

"Recruits. Riiiigghhhttt…." Eureka rolled her eyes. Or, she would have, but instead settled for the same motion with her Conn-Pod.

Stacker chuckled. "You'll see," he said with a small smile. "Also, Merry Christmas!"

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Gipsy Danger was bored. Her hair tied up in a ponytail, red streak shining, was getting buffeted by the wind. "So why are we in New Zealand again?" she asked Striker, who was busy muttering angrily about "Bloody Kiwis," and "Stupid sheep," to listen.

Cherno stepped closer to Gipsy, planting a giant umbrella-thing in the sand. "Mun said we need holiday," he stated with a shrug. "And so Christmas beach." Cherno was still wearing his hat, and while he finally took off his jacket (albeit VERY reluctantly), all it had revealed was three more layers of shirts.

"Thanks Cherno," Gipsy smiled, glad for the shade. It was quite a bit hotter here than the icy Shatterdome they'd left merely hours ago. She vaguely remembered Lt. Gresham bursting into tears as he waved the Jumphawk goodbye, as though he'd never see them again.

"She just wanted to get rid of us," Striker pouted, kicking a stone, HARD. "OW!" he yelled, muttering curse words at the rock while hopping up and down on the other foot.

"Striker, I d-don't think th-that's what it is," Coyote said from his wheelchair, which had been unceremoniously dumped in the sand. Fortunately someone had gotten him an ice-cream and a hat, since his usual hoodie and blanket over his knees weren't exactly appropriate for this weather.

Crimson regretted his third arm now; he couldn't take off his jersey without risking someone seeing something they shouldn't… and it really was a hot day. Maybe he could go swimming!

"Hey guys," he called, grabbing their attention quickly, "Wanna go for a swim?!"

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She watched from the depths, cradling her daughter in her arms to prevent the tide from taking her away. "Come now, little one," she cooed to her girl, "Shall we find something to eat?"

The little child looked down at her stomach, patting it lightly and then nodding vigorously in time with the hungry gurgling emanating from her midsection. She blubbed twice, watching the pretty bubbles rise to the surface in curious, cautious delight.

Otachi smiled and cuddled the cutie, blowing raspberries on her bare belly before swimming away with her. "We shall go find a tasty morsel or seven, shall we?"

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This is Part One because I wanted to get this out to you loverly peoples and say sorry for not posting. Many IRL problems (SUCH AS THE BLOODY COMPUTER BREAKING ON ME) and many IRL good-things getting in the way *Hint: Pyro's little sister wasn't the only one who fell in love* and of course... I forgot.

OH YEah BY THE WAY IF ANYBODY ACTUALLY READS THESE AUTHORS NOTES: TURTLES ARE AWESOME.

And I have no idea what to name Otachi Jr. There wasn't actually a Canon name for it so I'm a little stumped :/
I would be MORE THAN HAPPY to go with the most popular name suggested in the reviews though :D

The rest of teh Kaijuz are coming soon, don't worry ;)

~Pyro

Oh yeah and I maaaayyyy have forgotten the British obsession with tea… and that Stacks is British… therefore COFFEEEEEEEEEE!1!

~Pyro Le Caffeinated

R&R?