New Fan fiction Time, ne? It's going to be New Century, because I can't watch CC/GF anymore. Its finished *pouts*, and since I have EVERY NC episode on DVD :-) I am using that. But I don't want to kill of Capt Robert J Hunter yet. He is just too cute. And I want to still write with Thomas. And Bit!
Without Further Ado, my new story...
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"BIT CLOUD! You steal junk parts, not my cookies!" Leena yelled, wielding a frying pan. Bit was crouching behind a wall unit, eating the forbidden treasure that he 'procured' from the cookie jar, even though it had in big letters - LEENA'S DON'T EAT. Taking another bite from the triple chocolate swirl crunch (drool) cookies, Bit smiled. He found the perfect hiding space. He added silently "I don't steal them, I salvage them, remember?" But it would just mean that she would be angrier than now.
"Oh Bit, I have a packet of donuts and a can of whipped cream, you want some?" Leena sweetly called. Unfortunately, Bit remembered something; he was the only one with donuts...
"Oh no you don't, oh mistress of evil" Bit called, as he practically jumped from the crouch space. Unfortunately for Bit, Leena was still armed, and with the call, she stealthily snuck over to the sofa. Bit stood, quizzically scanning the area. He couldn't see... A loud thunk echoed through the deserted room.
"Yeah, Contact!" Leena yelled, holding a now dented frypan, throwing her empty arm into the air, her hand balled into a fist. She knocked him out cold. She trundled over and took the almost finished packet of cookies from the young man, munching on them contentedly. She sat down on the sofa, and used the unconscious Bit as a foot rest, flicking on the television to 'Passions' (No!!! Ewww!) Bit stirred awake to the really bad soap opera, thinking that there was no such thing as a GOOD soap opera... He grabbed the remote from the unsuspecting Leena and put it on Zoids: Chaotic Century (Good boy, Bit).
"Give that back to me, Bit Cloud, or I will unleash another world of pain on you..." Leena growled. Bit smirked and rolled away, hitting the record button on the VCR as he went.
"And what are you going to use to do that, Missy?" Bit teased the red headed psycho. That nickname always fired her up, Bit subconsciously added. He cringed as she picked up a steel rod, and charged at him. He barely dodged the rod as she swung it to contact his head (that's why he is brain dead). He then ran like a girl out of the room, trying to lose Leena through a series of twisting corridors, almost colliding with Brad Hunter as he exited his room to get more coffee, and out into the scorching desert day. Leena, who ditched the heavy rod for the trusty fry pan, was in close pursuit. There was a loud crack and a blinding flash, which stopped both of them in their tracks. Their mouths were agape, and they were staring at the construct in front of them. It was a liger, but of a configuration that was completely alien to them. There were some scoring on the black armour and the heat sinks were too wide. And why does it have blades?
"Whoa! What happened here? Where did this, this Liger come from?" Bit stopped, dead in his tracks, kicking up a small dust cloud.
"No idea? Let's check it out!" Leena added, she had dropped the frypan onto the sand, and was just as curious as Bit to what the origins of this liger was.
They walked up to the liger. It had multiple burn marks on the exterior armour, and the systems looked like they had frozen. It was in bad shape, its stabilisers looked like they weren't functioning either; the external energy based weapons were warped beyond recognition. They ran up to the non functional Zoid, Bit trailing his hand along the damaged armour components, feeling how they had shifted due to what happened to it. Leena climbed up to the cockpit and froze. Inside were two men, unconscious and slumped over their consoles. Leena screamed, thinking that they were dead. Bit climbed up, releasing the hatch with the emergency pneumatic release, and felt their pulses. Weak, but there…
"They're still alive, Leena, but only just" Bit stated, quizzical at their dress.
"I'll get some help" Leena added, running back to the base, yelling for her father at the top of her lungs.
"You'll be fine" Bit said to the two men in a comforting tone.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
And that'll do. What do you think all? I have a long way to go, but this is what happens when its 2:30AM and I have to start work at 3:30AM. Why am I awake, and not asleep like most sane people? I saw Lord of the Rings, the Two Towers tonight, and the screening that we could even remotely get into was 8:30PM to 11:44PM. So I went to see that. Add on 30min travelling time, and now you may see why I didn't go to sleep. It's just too hard. And the movie is COOLING! Unfortunately in one bit, my Yaoi mind took over and all of a sudden Frodo and Sam were not being just friend…
Now, my more loyal reviewers from the last fic, how are they going? I hope they like you, cause if they don't....
Jyu Mata
Maelgwyn
Without Further Ado, my new story...
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"BIT CLOUD! You steal junk parts, not my cookies!" Leena yelled, wielding a frying pan. Bit was crouching behind a wall unit, eating the forbidden treasure that he 'procured' from the cookie jar, even though it had in big letters - LEENA'S DON'T EAT. Taking another bite from the triple chocolate swirl crunch (drool) cookies, Bit smiled. He found the perfect hiding space. He added silently "I don't steal them, I salvage them, remember?" But it would just mean that she would be angrier than now.
"Oh Bit, I have a packet of donuts and a can of whipped cream, you want some?" Leena sweetly called. Unfortunately, Bit remembered something; he was the only one with donuts...
"Oh no you don't, oh mistress of evil" Bit called, as he practically jumped from the crouch space. Unfortunately for Bit, Leena was still armed, and with the call, she stealthily snuck over to the sofa. Bit stood, quizzically scanning the area. He couldn't see... A loud thunk echoed through the deserted room.
"Yeah, Contact!" Leena yelled, holding a now dented frypan, throwing her empty arm into the air, her hand balled into a fist. She knocked him out cold. She trundled over and took the almost finished packet of cookies from the young man, munching on them contentedly. She sat down on the sofa, and used the unconscious Bit as a foot rest, flicking on the television to 'Passions' (No!!! Ewww!) Bit stirred awake to the really bad soap opera, thinking that there was no such thing as a GOOD soap opera... He grabbed the remote from the unsuspecting Leena and put it on Zoids: Chaotic Century (Good boy, Bit).
"Give that back to me, Bit Cloud, or I will unleash another world of pain on you..." Leena growled. Bit smirked and rolled away, hitting the record button on the VCR as he went.
"And what are you going to use to do that, Missy?" Bit teased the red headed psycho. That nickname always fired her up, Bit subconsciously added. He cringed as she picked up a steel rod, and charged at him. He barely dodged the rod as she swung it to contact his head (that's why he is brain dead). He then ran like a girl out of the room, trying to lose Leena through a series of twisting corridors, almost colliding with Brad Hunter as he exited his room to get more coffee, and out into the scorching desert day. Leena, who ditched the heavy rod for the trusty fry pan, was in close pursuit. There was a loud crack and a blinding flash, which stopped both of them in their tracks. Their mouths were agape, and they were staring at the construct in front of them. It was a liger, but of a configuration that was completely alien to them. There were some scoring on the black armour and the heat sinks were too wide. And why does it have blades?
"Whoa! What happened here? Where did this, this Liger come from?" Bit stopped, dead in his tracks, kicking up a small dust cloud.
"No idea? Let's check it out!" Leena added, she had dropped the frypan onto the sand, and was just as curious as Bit to what the origins of this liger was.
They walked up to the liger. It had multiple burn marks on the exterior armour, and the systems looked like they had frozen. It was in bad shape, its stabilisers looked like they weren't functioning either; the external energy based weapons were warped beyond recognition. They ran up to the non functional Zoid, Bit trailing his hand along the damaged armour components, feeling how they had shifted due to what happened to it. Leena climbed up to the cockpit and froze. Inside were two men, unconscious and slumped over their consoles. Leena screamed, thinking that they were dead. Bit climbed up, releasing the hatch with the emergency pneumatic release, and felt their pulses. Weak, but there…
"They're still alive, Leena, but only just" Bit stated, quizzical at their dress.
"I'll get some help" Leena added, running back to the base, yelling for her father at the top of her lungs.
"You'll be fine" Bit said to the two men in a comforting tone.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
And that'll do. What do you think all? I have a long way to go, but this is what happens when its 2:30AM and I have to start work at 3:30AM. Why am I awake, and not asleep like most sane people? I saw Lord of the Rings, the Two Towers tonight, and the screening that we could even remotely get into was 8:30PM to 11:44PM. So I went to see that. Add on 30min travelling time, and now you may see why I didn't go to sleep. It's just too hard. And the movie is COOLING! Unfortunately in one bit, my Yaoi mind took over and all of a sudden Frodo and Sam were not being just friend…
Now, my more loyal reviewers from the last fic, how are they going? I hope they like you, cause if they don't....
Jyu Mata
Maelgwyn