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Fanfic: Little Star, Big Problems
Chapter: Little Star, Big Problems Ch. 5
Hi Sweethearts! Here I am! It took a little long, but that makes it a little more exciting.
I have to say something about my short story "When you sleep". Apparently there was a bit of a problem with writing the story with the editor. I will soon put it online again, only this time without an editor.
Hope you like this part! I think it's a bit confusing, but okay! It's totally confusing at the end!
@SilverStar: Thanks for your picking. Even if it was the only one I got! Who of the different characters she meets is actually always shown in a profile. If no one is there, no new one will be added! I hope you like this part!
I hope you enjoy reading it anyway!
Name: Kon
First name: Ray
Age: 17
Birthday: December 23rd, 1986
Place of birth : ??? (China)
Hair color: black
Eye color: amber
Name: Kinomiya
First name: Tyson
Age: 16
Birthday: May 1st, 1987
Place of birth: TokyoHair color: black / gray
Eye color: gray
Name: Mizuhara
First name: Max
Age: 16
Birthday: 03/29/1987
Place of birth: somewhere in America
Hair color: blonde
eyecolour: Blue
Suddenly a loud rumbling can be heard and someone sails down the stairs. "Max, Tyson! Don't make such a noise! We have customers!" A blond-haired boy with freckles hops down the stairs. He giggles incessantly. "It's okay, Dad! Tyson was in too much of a hurry again! We're going downstairs to the training hall." He helps his friend to his feet and they both disappear downstairs. “Would you like to go downstairs too?” Confused, I crack my fingers. "Unfortunately I don't have much time! But I think I can stay five minutes! Could you please take care of my dog?" followed the store. "Clear!"
Curious, I follow the two boys into the basement."Max, that's not fair! Why do you always win? I'm the Beyblade world champion!" "That's because, unlike you, I train more!" I listen to the emerging argument with excitement and suddenly start to slide, So I tumble down the stairs “Hey Tyson, we're getting a visitor!” The blond-haired one comes up to me and helps me to get up. "I'm Max! And that's Tyson over there!" "Thanks! My name is Felicitaz." Max looks at me strangely. He seems to be thinking. Suddenly a lightbulb lights up above his head and he almost flees the room. Again someone who recognized me. Why does this always happen to me? I slowly turn around, walk towards the circular arena in the middle of the room and look at it. "Are you blading?" Asks Tyson. "Bladen? Oh, that. No. Not enough time. I don't even know how to do that!" I turn around with a swing and Tyson grins in my face. Suddenly Max reappears."I knew it", panting, he runs towards us. “Now I know who you are!” He sits down on the floor, still trying to get a breath. "You ... you are ...` Luna`. Am I right? "Tyson looks at me with wide eyes and asks:" Are ... are you really Luna? "I sat down in front of the Bey Arena, lean against her and stare at the ceiling of the room. "... ... ... yes ..." Max looks at the cover of my first album `Un San Fuoco` (` A holy fire`). (I have no idea about Italian. Just copied from a dictionary, sorry) “It doesn't matter!” Tyson comes up to me and asks: “Do you have a Beyblade?” I nod and show him the one given to me by the shopkeeper . He pulls it out of my hand and looks at it. “Do you have a starter too?” “Starter? Uh ... I don't think so.” “Max!” “What is it?” “Get the box!” “OK!” What is Tyson up to? Which box? And somehow I have the feeling that I have forgotten something. The blond boy is dragging a box that seems very heavy.All of a sudden it is taken from him and brought to Tyson with ease. Who is this?
"Hey dude, you're in the area again!", Tyson greets the boy who has just come. Max also greets the one who is unknown to me. Who is this?? "What do you need all the starters for?" Then he sees me, whistles through his teeth and says: "Oh, you train a celebrity! Do you get paid properly? Or did she just stumble in by accident?" He walks up to me, hold out your hand and say: "Hello! I'm Ray! Nice to meet you!" I take his hand casually, smile a little and answer: "Very pleased! I'm Felicitaz!" Tyson growled angrily. "Now comes on! We want to find a smart starter for Feli!" I sit down next to the box and take a look inside. There they are in many different colors and variations. I look curiously at the blade that I have taken from Tyson in the meantime. It is completely black with a few flame-shaped red stripes.The chip at the top bears my image. Suddenly my mind and thoughts seem out of control. Without thinking, I grab a jet-black starter and snap the blade into place. I stand at the edge of the tableau and jerk the fire-red rip cord. And I have the strange feeling of having awakened from a long sleep. Can the blade perhaps also be shortened to the right instead of constantly spinning in a circle. What? How is that possible? Can it be ... can it be that I can ... control this blade ... with ... my thoughts? I quickly let the blade snap into my hand and stare at it with wide eyes. "What's happening?" Max's voice pulls me out of my thoughts. I turn to them, slightly frightened. "Um ... nothing ... it's nothing. Everything ... okay!"
So! That was the "confusing" part! Hope you enjoyed it! Please leave me a lot of clerks!
Bye, bye your Jacky
I have to say something about my short story "When you sleep". Apparently there was a bit of a problem with writing the story with the editor. I will soon put it online again, only this time without an editor.
Hope you like this part! I think it's a bit confusing, but okay! It's totally confusing at the end!
@SilverStar: Thanks for your picking. Even if it was the only one I got! Who of the different characters she meets is actually always shown in a profile. If no one is there, no new one will be added! I hope you like this part!
I hope you enjoy reading it anyway!
Name: Kon
First name: Ray
Age: 17
Birthday: December 23rd, 1986
Place of birth : ??? (China)
Hair color: black
Eye color: amber
Name: Kinomiya
First name: Tyson
Age: 16
Birthday: May 1st, 1987
Place of birth: TokyoHair color: black / gray
Eye color: gray
Name: Mizuhara
First name: Max
Age: 16
Birthday: 03/29/1987
Place of birth: somewhere in America
Hair color: blonde
eyecolour: Blue
Suddenly a loud rumbling can be heard and someone sails down the stairs. "Max, Tyson! Don't make such a noise! We have customers!" A blond-haired boy with freckles hops down the stairs. He giggles incessantly. "It's okay, Dad! Tyson was in too much of a hurry again! We're going downstairs to the training hall." He helps his friend to his feet and they both disappear downstairs. “Would you like to go downstairs too?” Confused, I crack my fingers. "Unfortunately I don't have much time! But I think I can stay five minutes! Could you please take care of my dog?" followed the store. "Clear!"
Curious, I follow the two boys into the basement."Max, that's not fair! Why do you always win? I'm the Beyblade world champion!" "That's because, unlike you, I train more!" I listen to the emerging argument with excitement and suddenly start to slide, So I tumble down the stairs “Hey Tyson, we're getting a visitor!” The blond-haired one comes up to me and helps me to get up. "I'm Max! And that's Tyson over there!" "Thanks! My name is Felicitaz." Max looks at me strangely. He seems to be thinking. Suddenly a lightbulb lights up above his head and he almost flees the room. Again someone who recognized me. Why does this always happen to me? I slowly turn around, walk towards the circular arena in the middle of the room and look at it. "Are you blading?" Asks Tyson. "Bladen? Oh, that. No. Not enough time. I don't even know how to do that!" I turn around with a swing and Tyson grins in my face. Suddenly Max reappears."I knew it", panting, he runs towards us. “Now I know who you are!” He sits down on the floor, still trying to get a breath. "You ... you are ...` Luna`. Am I right? "Tyson looks at me with wide eyes and asks:" Are ... are you really Luna? "I sat down in front of the Bey Arena, lean against her and stare at the ceiling of the room. "... ... ... yes ..." Max looks at the cover of my first album `Un San Fuoco` (` A holy fire`). (I have no idea about Italian. Just copied from a dictionary, sorry) “It doesn't matter!” Tyson comes up to me and asks: “Do you have a Beyblade?” I nod and show him the one given to me by the shopkeeper . He pulls it out of my hand and looks at it. “Do you have a starter too?” “Starter? Uh ... I don't think so.” “Max!” “What is it?” “Get the box!” “OK!” What is Tyson up to? Which box? And somehow I have the feeling that I have forgotten something. The blond boy is dragging a box that seems very heavy.All of a sudden it is taken from him and brought to Tyson with ease. Who is this?
"Hey dude, you're in the area again!", Tyson greets the boy who has just come. Max also greets the one who is unknown to me. Who is this?? "What do you need all the starters for?" Then he sees me, whistles through his teeth and says: "Oh, you train a celebrity! Do you get paid properly? Or did she just stumble in by accident?" He walks up to me, hold out your hand and say: "Hello! I'm Ray! Nice to meet you!" I take his hand casually, smile a little and answer: "Very pleased! I'm Felicitaz!" Tyson growled angrily. "Now comes on! We want to find a smart starter for Feli!" I sit down next to the box and take a look inside. There they are in many different colors and variations. I look curiously at the blade that I have taken from Tyson in the meantime. It is completely black with a few flame-shaped red stripes.The chip at the top bears my image. Suddenly my mind and thoughts seem out of control. Without thinking, I grab a jet-black starter and snap the blade into place. I stand at the edge of the tableau and jerk the fire-red rip cord. And I have the strange feeling of having awakened from a long sleep. Can the blade perhaps also be shortened to the right instead of constantly spinning in a circle. What? How is that possible? Can it be ... can it be that I can ... control this blade ... with ... my thoughts? I quickly let the blade snap into my hand and stare at it with wide eyes. "What's happening?" Max's voice pulls me out of my thoughts. I turn to them, slightly frightened. "Um ... nothing ... it's nothing. Everything ... okay!"
So! That was the "confusing" part! Hope you enjoyed it! Please leave me a lot of clerks!
Bye, bye your Jacky