Bored. Bored Bored. That's what's been happening for me over the week. I
can't seem to do much about my fanfic this week. That being the case, I was
struck with this silly little idea. I may _try_ to make it work but somehow
I felt that I needed to test the waters first. 
Tell me what you think of it guys... and this time, I promise it will be a
funny one. Well, I hope it is. 


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PROLOGUE 

	It was a dark night. Dark and uneventful after a week of hair-raising
boomer rampages and unsuccessful and/or partially successful attempts at
nude photography.
	Mackie Stingray, the only son of the revered creator of boomers, Katsuhito
Stingray, was bored out of his mind. His sister weren't around the usual
places where she normally hole up whenever she was up to something which
led him to believe she was doing something _other_ than thinking up how to
lay GENOM lower. 
	He idly tapped the end of the pencil on the keyboard while he stared at
the nude picture of Nene-chan he held in his hand.  Something was wrong
with him as staring at _anything_ hentai would normally give him some boost. 
	His stomach grumbled in protest. 
	Mackie decided to chalk it up to being starved. 
	Owing to the fact that he wasn't a cook if his life depended on it, he
quickly dialed up a number from memory. 
	"Akie's." a young purple haired woman answered. 
	<Man! What a looker! Wonder what bust size she has.> A protesting growl
form his belly prompted him to answer. "Uh... I need to order take-out." He
mentally smashed his face on the monitor. Of all the stupid things to do!
Damn! 
	The woman smiled. "Gomenasai. We are currently unable to offer that form
of service for the time being. Perhaps..." 
	Mackie shook his head. "No. Don't worry about it. Maybe if you and - hey!
Wait!!!" He grabbed the monitor as if he could try and stop the woman from
hanging up the vidphone. 
	*sigh* 
	<Damn! My luck sure hasn't changed! Ah.. well.... Maybe some other time
then...>
	He closed his eyes and dialed another phone number. <Gods! I hope they can
do takeouts.> 	His mind remembered the unusual rapidity of Boomer rampages
in the city which had prompted the Sabers to the limits of their endurance. 
	*ring!* *ring!*
	<Hmm...Strike two. Okaaay. Let's try number three. I hope my luck's in
otherwise I'll have to cook something on my own.> He shivered at that
thought. 
	*ring!* *ring!*
	<Damn!>
	*ring!* *ring!* 
	<Sorry. Due to certain reasons, we have decided....>
	"Argh!!! Can't those frigging boomers _not_ destroy every restaurant in
the area??!!"
He decided to give it one more try before he decided to cook his own meal. 
	*ring!* *ring!*
	<Goddess Relief Office. Please wait one moment for an operator to attend
to you. Thank you.>
	Mackie stared at the monitor wondering what he did now. The mug of coffee
he had on the table suddenly glowed an unearthly foggy white as sparkling
motes of silver floated out of said mug. His eyes widened as something
_human_ came out of the mug.  
	Life appeared to have decided to make things a _lot_ more interesting for
him. 
	And it was starting already. 




	   Bubblegum Crisis: Story of the Knight Sabers
	            Once and Future Goddess 

Story concept by Radler
"Hey! I just thought of it today, you know!" 

Note: Somehow I feel someone had already used the title. ^_^


Chapter One: Wrong Numbers

	 Mackie felt utter terror welling up within him. He summoned all his will
to stem his fears lest it make him do something silly. <Yeash! Like
gibbering in panic wasn't silly enough should the women see him now.>
Mackie idly entertained in his mind that this might be some type of trick
by his sister and the others in retaliation of those nude pics he managed
to snag from that remote microvid he cobbled together. 
	Somehow he doubted that.
	"Konichiwa!" a rather cheerful voice snapped him out of his praying.
	Mackie slowly opened his eyes. In front of him, passing a perfectly shaped
hand before his face as expressive dark blue eyes stared at him with a hint
of amusement in it. 
	"You expecting someone else maybe?" she asked as she helped the young
hentai off the floor. 
	Mackie immediately went to the far side of the small lab and decided to
take stock of his situation. Before him was a dazzling woman perhaps of his
age. Maybe a year or so less dressed in a blue sleeveless jacket over a
light summer blouse. The trailing edges of the jacket billowing behind her
like some wind was carrying it. Slim white legs peeked out of a white skirt
trimmed with _LOTS_ of lace.  The young woman stood near the console as she
slightly toyed with a small red mallet with some sort of strange writings
along its silvery length. Mackie stared at her for quite some time
beholding a face framed by an overwhelming wealth of jet black hair that
shone like quicksilver under the weak lights of the lab.  <She's so much
like an untouched flower. You don't see much of those here.> He could see
she was just as nervous as he was. Of course, her fiddling with that small
mallet could be something else. 
	"Uh.... Hi?" he said, wincing slightly at how strained his voice sounded. 
	The strangely clad woman gave him a slight smile. "Hi. My name is Skuld,
Goddess First Class." She extended her hand; trying to keep her shaking
under control. This was her first time in this sort of job. Well, actually,
it was her only time in it considering she promised Yuki she'd fill in for
her for the day since she wanted to go visit a distant relative. 
	<How the heck do I let myself into these things?> she thought to herself.
<Simple, Skuld! Yuki knew you couldn't resist the lure of ice cream!!> 
	She eyed the young man who seemed just as nervous as she was. Something
about him reminded her of her sister's husband. Someone she took a looong
time to appreciate considering how mortals were. And this one was _NO_
exception. 
	"Huh? Wha?!!... Go...Goddess?" asked an utterly befuddled Mackie. 
	Skuld nodded. "Yup. I'm sorta new at the job but since I've been drafted
to take _this_ call, might I ask what wish you might have?" 
	"W.w...wish??" 
	Skuld sighed. <Slower than most humans.> she observed. Strange. Most
people would sell their souls to devils just to gain the wish from
anything. She eyed the strange young man huddled so in the corner. Then
again... goddesses _did_ tend to suffer form errors as humans do. Only the
Kami was free from such mundane trouble. 
	"Yes. One wish. Whatever you may desire, I am here to fulfil it to the
best of my abilities." She narrated from the small scroll that she had in
one hand. "Course, there are a few exceptions to that  but they're of
little concern now." 
	"Wish??" 
	"Uh-huh." She answered flatly whilst she began tapping her foot on the
metal floor. Her eyes wandering at the desktop where sat an absolutely
perfect piece of machinery. Skuld practically 'cooed' with delight but
quickly suppressed it. She had a job to do and she didn't want to botch it
up. Not when a ton of ice cream was in the balance.
	For Mackie, that moment the pretty woman had said something about granting
wishes made him wonder if the woman was sane.  He hoped not. Not with such
a killer set of jugs like that. Or that damn perfect body that would make
even Priss drool with envy. His mind went over dozens upon dozens of things
he might want. 
	Super powers like those he read from all those American imported manga
stuff? Or something more saner, like getting laid by anyone he wanted. He
shook his head. For some reason, the thought did not sound well for him.
Images of Nene wearing bondage and leather or Priss doing so and so to him
ran across his hentai-filled mind. Other things came and went; strangely,
he felt they weren't what he wanted. 
	A faint smile touched the lips of someone who lay deep within the shadows.
	Skuld felt cold all over. Things like these always had a way of upsetting
her. Disasters usually followed soon after. Being Goddess of the Future
didn't help one bit with these crud precognitive senses of hers. 
	Mackie's resolve hardened as he had made up his mind what to wish for. A
part of him asked if he was _sure_ of his decision. "Okay, Goddess Skuld,"
he began as he drew his breath for what he was about to say.
	"I wish for you to be with me forever!!"
	"NANI?!!!!!!!!!"
	Of all the things anyone could wish, it just _had_ to be that one! You'd
think the Kami would have forbade that one after what her sister, Beldandy,
had gone through with Keiichi. The small, blue diamond-shaped tattoo on her
forehead began to glow. Mackie gasped; wondering if he had somehow
overstepped his bounds. 
	Suddenly, a strong gust of wind sent him tumbling towards the other end of
the lab as gale-force winds swirled all about the room. The epicentre being
where the young goddess hovered motionless. Mackie covered his eyes as a
bright flash of light burst forth from her forehead and punched right
through ten feet of reinforced carbon steel plating. 
	The beam of light travelled unhindered by what lay in its path as the
light was merely a spiritual one that only the truly gifted or those who
made the wish could see. The light show ended after a while, leaving a very
startled and very shocked Skuld. 
	"I CAN'T BELIEVE KAMI-SAMA's DOING THIS TO ME!!!" she cried out;
collapsing on the chair behind her. "Of all the times this had to happen!!
Now how am I gonna get home now?!!!" she moaned as she thought of all that
ice cream uneaten. 
	"Uh.... What happened?" Mackie wanted to know; his eyes watched the irate
goddess.
	Skuld's attention turned towards the mortal that had so thoughtlessly
stuck her in this plane. Her eyes blazed with anger before it died down
when she saw him cringe in fear. She sighed. "Don't be afraid. I _was_
angry, but I guess the Kami did this for some reason." She stared the young
man for a while before she continued. "Don't worry. I'm not going to bite
your head off or turn you into something." Skuld giggled. Still, the human
owed her for the loss of her ice cream treat. "Only demons do those kinds
of things."
	Mackie gulped in distress. "D...de....demons?" 
	Skuld grinned. "Yep. Not to worry, though. As I'll be stuck here for quite
some time depending on what the Kami had decided, I guess I'll have to take
care of you." Mackie started to protest; claiming he did well on his own.
Skuld raised one eyebrow. "Yeah, right! That's why you were ordering take
out."
	Mackie suddenly laughed and Skuld joined in after a while. Tension between
the two had eased up and both had decided to sit around and discussed quite
a few things. Mackie was awed to hear the young goddess's knowledge of
computers and advanced robotics and mecha engineering. 
	<She's probably get sis a good run for her money. Then again, she _did_
say she was the Goddess of the Future.> He wondered how the others would
take it when they saw her. 
	As if an answer to his musings, the sound of an elevator sliding open with
a pneumatic hiss alerted him to the presence of  the others. 
	Mackie suddenly bolted out of his chair. "Shit! If my sis finds out..." He
spun around and scampered to lock the door. Skuld, meanwhile, spent the
time staring at her partner whom she found most intriguing person. She
_might_ enjoy her stay here. She hoped it wasn't too long. 
	She found Mackie running around the small lab like some headless chicken
as he tried - vainly - to find some way to hide Skuld. 
	"What are you doing?" she asked pointedly. 
	"Errr...." He glanced nervously at the door. A few more minutes and her
sister would find the code. Damn! "Skuld. Please hide! I'll talk to you
later and explain a few other things." 
	Skuld pondered this for a few heart-stopping moments. She nodded briefly
and opened a path into the heavens via the coffee. "Sure. I'll be back
first thing in the morning. Just leave a glass of water in your room. I'll
snatch a few things that I might need to settle down around here."
	Mackie blinked. "What? You'll be staying here????!!!"
	"Uh-huh. Better make a good excuse to your sister, Mackie. Or the contract
might _just_ get nullified." 
	With that, Skuld disappeared. Just in time too as the door slid open to
admit a irate Sylia and the rest of the Knight Sabers who were glaring at
the man.
	"What happened?!!" asked Sylia who was dressed in a black business dress
that, as always, greatly accented her 'ice queen' look. 
	"Errr.... I accidentally locked the door?" 
	Sylia sighed in exasperation. "One night, I leave you alone and here you
are practically making us worry. Do you realise just how scared I was that
something might have happened to you?"
	Mackie nodded. Time to swing the conversation away while his sister was
off-balance. "Well, I was trying to get some take-out while you were
banging on the door."
	Four pairs of eyes bored into his own; making Mackie feel like some lab
rat under those heated gazes. 
	"Can't you women give a lone guy a break?" 
	Priss smacked him on the head. "Yeah right, kid. Keep dreaming up more
toys to use and we'll think up of more ways to get back at you four folds!" 
	The others eased up on him then. Mackie sighed, silently thanking Priss
with what she had said. Clearly, the others - save his sister - had thought
along the lines of his hentai habits. He never would have thought _that_
habit would save his skin one day. 
	Sylia made a shooing gesture at her brother. "Go. There's a bag of
take-outs in the kitchen. Eat your fill but leave some for  us too. We'll
be down here for quite a while in the training room."
	"Uh... sure." 

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	"He's hiding something." Nene concluded differently when the younger
Stingray had left the lab. 
	Sylia nodded. "I know. But what?" 
	Priss shrugged. "Who cares. From the looks of it, it can't be anything
_that_ bad. We'd better finish up quick. I still have to get back to Hot
Legs before long. 
	"Another midnight extravaganza?" Linna asked. 
	"Yep. My career's been picking up lately. " Priss looked thoughtful for a
moment. "Even with the recent boomer rampages and all." 
	Nene pouted cutely. "Mackie's probably up to something hentai again. Like
that stunt he pulled on us yesterday." 
	Linna nodded while Priss merely doffed her leather jacket. 
	Sylia shook her head. "Whatever it is, I pray it doesn't land him in too
much hot water." She stared at all three whom she considered her family
outside Mackie. "I still do not approve of what you plan to do to him
tonight." 
	Linna snickered while Nene smiled an unholy smile. To think such a cute
face could have such a mean streak in her bone. Priss was just watching and
laughing. Sylia knew she was the one who had suggested the whole thing. 
	"Fine." said Sylia. "Just don't overdo it like the last one. He had to
stay indoor for two weeks before that paint wore off." 
	Nene chuckled. "Too bad those Jusenkyo springs aren't real or I'd have
dropped him into one. Preferably the nannichuan one!!" 
	Sylia groaned; shaking her head. Priss was becoming an unholy influence on
sweet Nene-chan. Next thing she'll know, Nene'll be ridding bikes and
blowing boomers up. 
	


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End of chapter one. 
Hope you liked it. I'll try to finish another chapter next week. For now,
I'll be concentrating more on my other fanfic. It need polishing. Let me
know what you people think of this. More C&C I get makes me a happy man!! 


	
	

	

	








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RADLER <radler@tri-isys.com>

All praise the names of the Red-Haired Goddess
	
	Nene-chan and Icer-2 

"They're so damn kawaii!!!"


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"TO EVERYTHING THERE IS A SEASON, AND A TIME TO EVERY PURPOSE UNDER HEAVEN"