Chapter 2: The Date

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"Leena!! Your prince is here to sweep you of your feet!!" Harry knocked even harder on Leena's door, trying to get her attention. "Harry, it's 4:00 in the morning! No sane person would be up this early!" "Like they say, my dear, they early bird gets the worm! Now, Leena, honey, will you do me the honor of going out to dinner with me tonite?"

Leena turned over in her bed and pulled her pillow over her head. "Sure Harry, anything, just go away and let me sleep!"

'Well, maybe next time she'll agr—what!! She agreed!! My Leena's going on a date with me!! Oh happy day!!!' Harry thought.

"Ok, Leena dear, I'll be back at 7:00 tonite. The restaurant is formal but if you want to show up in paint-stained pants it's fine with me. See you tonite, bye honey!!" Harry almost couldn't talk, he felt so happy. Practically skipping, he went out to his flashy sports car and began the long drive home.

"Sure, Harry, 7. Ok, g'bye now" with those tender parting words, Leena promptly went back to sleep, a beautiful dream about a king who came to rescue her on a snowy white horse.

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"YES!!!! SHE SAID YES!!!" Harry was shouting so load that cats barked and dogs meow-ed fifty miles away. Suddenly, though, something cut through Harry's euphoria. 7 was the time he usually met Dibsniper on the 'net. He couldn't just not show without an explanation or something. "I know! I'll get her e-mail from the database, or her phone number, or something. Then I can let her know I won't be on tonite!"

With some of the usual Harry Champ luck and some creative hacking, Harry was soon in the Zoids Battle Commision database. 'Let's see, registered ID's…Dibsniper…Dibsniper…ahha! Here it is. And the pilot is…Leena?!?!?!?!'

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At breakfast, the rest of the Blitz team was surprised, to say the least.

"So, let me get this straight. You agreed to go on a date with Harry tonite at 7?" The good doctor was by now rather worried about his baby girl. "Are you sure you're not sick?" "Dad, it was 4 in the morning. I probably would have agreed to marry him if he'd go away!"

"Ha!" Bit laughed, "Don't tell Harry that, or he WILL ask you to marry him."

"Ignore Bit, he's an idiot." Said Brad, just as Jamie piped up, "What will you be wearing?"

"Well, it's formal, so I guess I'll have to go out and buy a dress…"

Bit snickered "You? In a dress? We know you're in love with Harry, but isn't that a little much?"

Leena smiled a fake smile. "Bit, dear, how many times do I have to tell you? I DO NOT NOW, NOR WILL I EVER LIKE HARRY!!! And I look better than most of those bimbos YOU like." Bit, unable to come up with a suitable retort, satisfied himself with grabbing one of Leena's pieces of bacon. "Bit!!!! Give that back!!!"

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After a relatively quiet breakfast, considering the circumstances, Leena went online on the off-chance that KingHC was on. Surprisingly, he was, and Leena discussed matters with him over a nice game of checkers.

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Harry sat in shock for a few hours before noticing that Dibsniper – Leena – had come on and wanted to talk with him.

Dibsniper: I'm sorry, but I won't be here tonite.

KingHC: Why?

Dibsniper: I have a date. Actually, though, I'm kinda thinking of canceling.

Harry was saddened by her comment, though not really surprised. However, maybe he could convince her to really go out with him. This could be a good thing…

KingHC: again, why?

Dibsniper: well, he's about the most obnoxious person the world has ever seen… he has NO fashion sense whatsoever.

KingHC: it sounds like you really haven't ever given him a chance

Dibsniper: um, no. But he's always stalking me! Why should I give him a chance?

KingHC: until you know the real him, you shouldn't judge him. What if he's really the love of your life, but you never know because you never take a chance on finding out?

Dibsniper: I guess your right. I gotta go now, though. I need to go get a dress for tonite! Buh-bye

(Dibsniper disconnects)

KingHC: goodbye, Leena…

(KingHC disconnects)

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Harry showed up exactly at 7 in his yellow sports car. He liked it because it was important-looking, but not like he wanted to look important. Since Leena's comment about lack of fashion sense, Harry had abandoned his usual, flashy clothes. Tonight he was wearing a dark blue suit with a red rose in the buttonhole.

Nervously, Harry knocked on the door, he, personally, would not be surprised if Leena shut the door in his face.

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Leena nervously smoothed her dress while waiting for Harry. She still wasn't sure about this, but KingHC was right. She should at least give Harry a chance. After all, he couldn't be all bad if he had enough sense to be in love with her.

Ding Dong Ding Dong

Leena heard the doorbell ring, and went answer it. It had to be Harry. She took a deep breath…'well, here goes…' She opened the door.

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Harry took a deep breath, then let it out in a gasp. She looked beautiful. Offering her the rose from the buttonhole of his suit, he offered her his arm and said in his most suave voice "Your carriage awaits, mi'lady." Blushing slightly – she was not used to Harry being this charming – Leena took his arm and allowed him to help her into the car.

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