Chapter 7
A Violent Surprise
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"Oi, wake up!"
SMACK!
Morning started off with a smack to the face by none other than my awesome spartan tutor. Followed by a breakfast that consisted of broccoli and berries and then our daily routine of training.
It was in the middle of my combat training when it happened.
The worst. (Well, maybe not the worst thing in the world).
I dodged a kick and threw a punch. Colonello dodged, catching my fist and judo flipped me onto the hard earthen ground.
I groaned as the dust cleared up.
"You need more practice, kora." Colonello smiled as he offered me his hand.
"You're just too good." I admitted, still on the ground.
"Is that all you can do?"
I froze.
I turned my head to the side.
There, stood another baby with dark blue hair, a red mark on her cheek, red infrared visor, and a pacifier.
Lal . . .
"Lal . . ." Colonello muttered.
I stood up, brushing the dirt off my clothes.
"Is this the brat you're training?" She asked walking up to me and probing her gun at me.
"She isn't that bad." Colonello said.
My eyes sparkled at his compliment. Colonello praised me! (Sort of).
"Oh really?"
She lunged at me.
Fast!
I could hardly react by the time she sent a kick to my side.
I blocked it with my hand.
Punch. Kick. Swing. Flip.
I managed to either dodge or block. Except for the last one. Yeah. She got me. (What did you expect?)
I rubbed the back of my head as I sat up.
"Not bad, kid." She praised.
I literally beamed.
"But you still have a lot to work on."
"What are you doing here, Lal?"
"I heard that you're training a brat so I came to see it for myself."
KHR logic. Somehow, word got out that Colonello has taken on a student.
The two of them were happily chatting until I ruined it. I couldn't help it.
"Do you two like each other?" I asked, mentally smirking.
They both turned beet red. Sputtering denials.
"Denial~" I sang.
"This brat is really annoying." Lal grumbled.
"Thanks for the compliment!"
SMACK!
-Reborn-
"We're packing up, kora."
I snapped my head up at Colonello who stood beside Lal.
"What?"
It's been an hour or two since Lal's arrival, and now they decide to move?
"You sound like parents telling their kid to pack up because you decided to move." I said as they both turned red.
I snickered as they sputtered; face turning redder and redder.
They really were cute.
Just like mom . . .
I frowned, suddenly feeling empty.
"Mami?"
I snapped out of it by the sound of Colonello calling my name. He stared at me, knowing that something was wrong.
I began packing and half an hour later, the campsite was no more than an empty grassy land. We trekked to the top of the mountain. (Not without a few falls, bears, bees, bats, and freak of nature mudslide). A helicopter flew in and we all boarded.
I leaned against the window as we flew over the vast ocean.
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We were dropped off in Italy. Sicily to be exact.
The Varia could be here . . . but I can't join them. Not anymore. The Varia never had another member during the Ring Conflict and I don't want to mess up Tsuna's chance of winning and character development.
I walked and wondered all over the town, searching for Colonello and Lal.
Stupid right?
I somehow lost them. I was supposed to follow them to the headquarters but I got distracted. All I did was pause to look at some delicious looking cakes and the next thing I know, THEY'VE DISAPPEARED! And they said I was suppose to meet someone important too!
Fucking Hell.
I'M FUCKING LOST DAMN IT! AGAIN!
Just as I rounded a corner, I heard a very familiar voice.
"VOOOIIIIIII!"
Fuck.
"GET BACK HERE!"
It's Squalo.
I backed up, brushing past and tripping over random people and hid in an alley way behind some crates. I held my breath as I saw him run past me. I let out a breath of relief.
He didn't notice me.
Thank the gods.
I was about to leave when something clamped down on my nose and mouth.
I inhaled in surprise.
My mistake.
A mistake that costed me everything.
My world went dark as I collapsed.
Fuck. My. Life.
Fate must hate me.
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Guess what will happen to Mami! Mwuhahahahahaha! I'm so evil.
Anyways, the huge test is over and I surprisingly found it pretty easy - except for the writing part. I'm pretty sure I failed and it was the crappiest essay I've ever written in my life.
I went to the park today and got on the monkey bars and other playground equipment. It was awesome to run around (get blisters and scraps) and play like a 7 year old again. Now, I'm pretty sure I'm gonna be fucking sore tomorrow. (I feel pretty sore right now). At least all I have to do is sit and do nothing for 5 hours since the Sophomores are testing.
And thanks you guys. I got 60 followers and 47 favorites now . . . I just wish that you guys would give me more reviews. I like to respond to you guys . . . and it's pretty boring and sad when you don't say anything. Please let me know what you think of the plot and you can ask any questions about Mami. (Like her favorite stuff).
The next chapter may be longer than this one - I hope. I think this chapter is too short. And nothing really happened . . .
Review!
RaNDoem: Thanks a lot for reviewing! I'm just glad to know that I made someone smile and laugh. I never really thought that I'm a funny person.
Maybe 3 reviews? I only ask that much. But I could ask more . . . like 5? Please?
[Edited: 9/30/2015]
Hey guys, I didn't really want to change anything that I wrote above so I did this instead.
I'm really sorry for not updating in months. I know. I suck. But life decided to come back and bitch-slap me in the face. School's been busy and harder and I've gotten lazier. Doesn't help that I have ADHD. But I'll never get rid of my disorder! Proud to have it! Mainly because of Percy Jackson. The love of my life. My life revolves around those books.
I can't promise another update. It may not come in a long time but I don't know. Maybe you guys can change my mind. I'm stuck on writer's block. That stupid annoying thing.
I really want to write a Percy Jackson fanfic but I can't because I'm lame. I haven't even read the Blood of Olympus. How lame is that? And I don't really know where to start with that story.
Anyways, enough with my sob story, thanks for the 80 reviews and 67 favorites. It really means a lot to me.
Now, on with the new reviews I received!
TargetFailed: About Mami's eyes . . . I'm pretty sure that I wrote that she wore contacts or something like that. I'm not really sure. My mind's pretty foggy.
TransparentAnswer: I just did it. Was it amusing?
MsNi98: Thank you! :)
Marie Yoshina: Yes. I'll never give up on this story! Or my other ones! Hopefully. Just not as interested in them anymore. They are on hiatus.
All right, the following question will be hard. Very. So think long and hard before you choose one.
Question 1: Would you rather: have World War 3 or a zombie apocalypse?
In my opinion, I would choose World War 3. Sorry, I really hate zombies. (Meaning: zombies scare the fuck out of me. I'm fucking terrified of them. Especially since a zombie apocalypse can happen). They are freaky, disgusting, and revolting. But I watch The Walking Dead anyways. Although World War 3 could probably mean the end of the human race, I'd still choose it over zombies.
Fun Fact: My sister once had a classmate who wanted WW 3 to happen just so he can go off to war and play soldier. Fucking insane.
Question 2: I'm thinking about changing my username. Should I? If so, give me some suggestions?
Question 3: I feel like I should rewrite this. Should I? I mean it's really short and simply unsatisfying. But I probably won't. This version would probably be better than the rewritten version anyways.
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Extra: Where Bel TNT the house.
"YOU FUCKING BASTARD!" I roared. "IT TOOK ME FOUR FUCKING DAYS TO BUILD THAT SHITTY HOUSE!"
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Reviews are good. Reviews are rainbows! I'd give you ambrosia, but you'd burn up to ashes!
Did that rhyme? It sort of did in my head. But I'm no child of Apollo.
Dam poetry.
Where are you, PJO fans? This joke always cracks me up.
Question 4: Who is your godly parent?
I'll tell you mine in the next chapter. But you are free to guess.
-Arti