Fic: Like Taking a Two-by-Four to the Head (6/?)
Title: Like Taking a Two-by-Four to the Head
Rating: T
Genre: Humor/Romance
Fandom: Yugioh GX
Pairing(s): Judai(Jaden)/Johan(Jesse), Winged Kuriboh/Ruby Carbuncle, Frog Prince/Rose, Jim/Lorie(OC), Austin(Axel)/Tavia(OC), Ryo(Zane)/Olette(OC), Manjyoume(Chazz)/Junko(Jasmine)
Summary: What do you do when you wake up to find your Duel Spirit isn't so Spirit-like anymore and have become living, breathing, human children? Just go with it, I guess. After all, this isn't the weirdest thing to happen on Duel Academy island...
A/N: Multi-chapter. Work-in-Progress.
Olette was deep in conversation with herself when the two children first passed her. In fact, she didn't notice them until the fourth passing, in which she had moved just a fraction to the left during her musings, causing the girl to run into her side before hurrying on with a muttered apology. Letting out a small yelp, Olette turned to watch the purple-haired girl dart over to a brown-haired boy and hand him a bucket full of sand, which he proceeded to dump onto a growing pile of debris, before handing the bucket back so the girl could cycle back to complete the process.
As the girl moved past, Olette darted her hand out to catch her by the back of her dress, lifting her up. The girl began to yell and kicked at Olette, who just moved her leg away.
"What are you two doing?" Olette demanded. (Besides making a horrid mess of the school.)
"Making a mud puddle," she replied with a pout. The little boy ran over and began to hit Olette in the hip.
"Put her down!" He yelled. Olette rolled her eyes and hoisted him up with the other hand. The girl swung her bucket, but missed by almost a foot.
"You're not supposed to make mud puddles in a building," Olette admonished. (Even if it is fun...)
"But, why not?" Both children whined causing Olette to frown in thought.
"You just...aren't, okay?" (Wish you could though.) she sighed inwardly.
"Are we in trouble?" The boy asked.
"Yes," Olette told him. "You are. Now, where are your parents?" (And what the hell were they thinking bringing two small children to an island in the middle of the Pacific?)
The kids exchanged looks. "Ummm..."
"What are their names?" (I wonder what's for lunch...) she mused, mind already half a million miles away until she felt something brush against her side and looked down to see that the girl was trying to hit her with her bucket again. Olette sighed, eyes moving to stare at the sandpile with a sort of longing as she held the girl out a little further.
"You know, you really do need supervision..." she began. "And since we can't find your parents..." (Not that we actually looked….)
She set them down and turned to point at the girl. "You! Go get some water!" She swiveled to point at the boy. "And you! Go find a bunch of rocks!"
The two children exchanged another glance before saluting the older girl and taking off to perform their tasks leaving Olette the job of evening the sand-pile out into a more manageable lump.
Roughly an hour later, they had a good-sized mud bath going in hallway 6-B.
Which was, coincidentally, right outside the classroom that the Council of Sidekicks was taking place in, so naturally the first thing Alexis saw when she stepped out the door, was her brother's best friend's (former?) girlfriend making a mud-pie with two mysterious children.
Olette froze, and the two stared each other down for three seconds before the redhead let out a war cry and leaped out of the bath taking off down the hall and trailing mud and the two children behind her.
"All right then." Alexis said, before calmly stepping over the mess and wandering off in the OPPOSITE direction.
In another part of the building, the Ojama Trio was busily making it's way through the halls, distributing water-filled buckets to the tops of doors and homemade whoopee cushions to the teacher's chairs.
Ojama Yellow (Joe) carefully balanced on Ojama Green (Bob) 's shoulders while Ojama Black (Chuck) held steady the chair they had "borrowed" from Dr. Crowler's office. They continued this routine until it was put to an abrupt halt by way of the chair being yanked hard, causing the two on it to tumble off.
"Hey!" Yellow shouted indignantly. "Give that back!"
"Yeah! Give it back!" Black echoed.
"What they said!" Green agreed.
The thief paused in step and turned to face the three boys, who immediately felt their trains of thought crash into oblivion upon the sight before them.
She was three years older than them at most. Midnight blue hair cascaded down her back while an ethereal gown of emerald hue clung to her regal frame. Striking black eyes captivated the brothers so that they could look nowhere else.
With a calm, measured air, she turned and walked silently away, dragging the rolling chair with her. It wasn't until they could no longer see her that the Ojamas came back to themselves and realized that the majority of their tricks had all been undone.
And so, in a sobbing mess, they ran to find Chazz.
Somewhere in the forest, Lorie was trying valiently to not hit Chazz upside the head with a baseball bat while they searched for his three AWOL duel spirits, who had gone missing over an hour before. He kept complaining about everything and it was beginning to make Lorie want to commit felanous crimes even as she tried to shake the nagging feeling that she was forgetting something….
"Hey, Lorie?" Chazz's voice broke into her thoughts, as he turned to give the blond a curious look over his shoulder. "Didn't you have a duel spirit too?"
Lorie froze.
"SHIT!"
Rating: T
Genre: Humor/Romance
Fandom: Yugioh GX
Pairing(s): Judai(Jaden)/Johan(Jesse), Winged Kuriboh/Ruby Carbuncle, Frog Prince/Rose, Jim/Lorie(OC), Austin(Axel)/Tavia(OC), Ryo(Zane)/Olette(OC), Manjyoume(Chazz)/Junko(Jasmine)
Summary: What do you do when you wake up to find your Duel Spirit isn't so Spirit-like anymore and have become living, breathing, human children? Just go with it, I guess. After all, this isn't the weirdest thing to happen on Duel Academy island...
A/N: Multi-chapter. Work-in-Progress.
Olette was deep in conversation with herself when the two children first passed her. In fact, she didn't notice them until the fourth passing, in which she had moved just a fraction to the left during her musings, causing the girl to run into her side before hurrying on with a muttered apology. Letting out a small yelp, Olette turned to watch the purple-haired girl dart over to a brown-haired boy and hand him a bucket full of sand, which he proceeded to dump onto a growing pile of debris, before handing the bucket back so the girl could cycle back to complete the process.
As the girl moved past, Olette darted her hand out to catch her by the back of her dress, lifting her up. The girl began to yell and kicked at Olette, who just moved her leg away.
"What are you two doing?" Olette demanded. (Besides making a horrid mess of the school.)
"Making a mud puddle," she replied with a pout. The little boy ran over and began to hit Olette in the hip.
"Put her down!" He yelled. Olette rolled her eyes and hoisted him up with the other hand. The girl swung her bucket, but missed by almost a foot.
"You're not supposed to make mud puddles in a building," Olette admonished. (Even if it is fun...)
"But, why not?" Both children whined causing Olette to frown in thought.
"You just...aren't, okay?" (Wish you could though.) she sighed inwardly.
"Are we in trouble?" The boy asked.
"Yes," Olette told him. "You are. Now, where are your parents?" (And what the hell were they thinking bringing two small children to an island in the middle of the Pacific?)
The kids exchanged looks. "Ummm..."
"What are their names?" (I wonder what's for lunch...) she mused, mind already half a million miles away until she felt something brush against her side and looked down to see that the girl was trying to hit her with her bucket again. Olette sighed, eyes moving to stare at the sandpile with a sort of longing as she held the girl out a little further.
"You know, you really do need supervision..." she began. "And since we can't find your parents..." (Not that we actually looked….)
She set them down and turned to point at the girl. "You! Go get some water!" She swiveled to point at the boy. "And you! Go find a bunch of rocks!"
The two children exchanged another glance before saluting the older girl and taking off to perform their tasks leaving Olette the job of evening the sand-pile out into a more manageable lump.
Roughly an hour later, they had a good-sized mud bath going in hallway 6-B.
Which was, coincidentally, right outside the classroom that the Council of Sidekicks was taking place in, so naturally the first thing Alexis saw when she stepped out the door, was her brother's best friend's (former?) girlfriend making a mud-pie with two mysterious children.
Olette froze, and the two stared each other down for three seconds before the redhead let out a war cry and leaped out of the bath taking off down the hall and trailing mud and the two children behind her.
"All right then." Alexis said, before calmly stepping over the mess and wandering off in the OPPOSITE direction.
In another part of the building, the Ojama Trio was busily making it's way through the halls, distributing water-filled buckets to the tops of doors and homemade whoopee cushions to the teacher's chairs.
Ojama Yellow (Joe) carefully balanced on Ojama Green (Bob) 's shoulders while Ojama Black (Chuck) held steady the chair they had "borrowed" from Dr. Crowler's office. They continued this routine until it was put to an abrupt halt by way of the chair being yanked hard, causing the two on it to tumble off.
"Hey!" Yellow shouted indignantly. "Give that back!"
"Yeah! Give it back!" Black echoed.
"What they said!" Green agreed.
The thief paused in step and turned to face the three boys, who immediately felt their trains of thought crash into oblivion upon the sight before them.
She was three years older than them at most. Midnight blue hair cascaded down her back while an ethereal gown of emerald hue clung to her regal frame. Striking black eyes captivated the brothers so that they could look nowhere else.
With a calm, measured air, she turned and walked silently away, dragging the rolling chair with her. It wasn't until they could no longer see her that the Ojamas came back to themselves and realized that the majority of their tricks had all been undone.
And so, in a sobbing mess, they ran to find Chazz.
Somewhere in the forest, Lorie was trying valiently to not hit Chazz upside the head with a baseball bat while they searched for his three AWOL duel spirits, who had gone missing over an hour before. He kept complaining about everything and it was beginning to make Lorie want to commit felanous crimes even as she tried to shake the nagging feeling that she was forgetting something….
"Hey, Lorie?" Chazz's voice broke into her thoughts, as he turned to give the blond a curious look over his shoulder. "Didn't you have a duel spirit too?"
Lorie froze.
"SHIT!"