I agree with Rye. Its very nicely written for your first fan fic. And Ace zapping Tech....well...lets just say, I couldn't stop smiling. Good job on this so far! Can't wait to see the next chapter!

A good Rev and Tech friendship story is a pleasure to read. And this is no different.

Thanks guys! Your comments made me smile, like this! --->

Sorry it took a while to reply, but I didn't want to post again until I had the 2nd chapter done - which I do!


Within what seemed like the longest nanoseconds of his life to the poor, winded coyote, the two were in the very heart of what looked like a massive, outdoor food court, populated by flocks of hungry citizens. Tech may have been here before, but had not been here enough to even consider navigating around the impossible maze of mismatched buildings. Rev, however, just glanced around coolly and knowingly, which was enough to ensure Tech that he would not get lost whilst with him. He only feared separation, which was easily feasible considering the roadrunner’s supersonic style.

“Alright Tech first thing’s first you like real undernourished or at least I know I am luckily I know this place like the back of my hand even though the back of my hand isn’t all that hard to figure out really it’s just the back of my hand really how do people come up with these crazy expressions anyway-“

“Rev?”

“Oh right we need to find some place to eat! Heh heh heh sorry buddy ok I’ll let you choose the kind of food you want and I’ll just lead you straight there!”

“Hmm, I guess I could go for a pizza or something…”

“Aww come on Tech we have pizza all the time back at HQ I mean it’s rather ridiculous don’t you think I mean every single time someone suggests take out it’s always pizza pizza pizza pizza pizza!”

“Well, I suppose you’re right. I guess I could try-“

“PIZZA PIZZA PIZZA ALL THE TIME!”

“Yes, yes, I know! Maybe you should pick the restaurant for us.”

“Really are you sure Tech well okay I know this great Chinese place just a couple of streets over MAN they make the best egg rolls ok lets go!” Tech, deciding not to point out that Chinese was easily the Loonatics’ 2nd most popular takeout of choice, was once again dragged by Rev through the crowded streets of the food market and into a particularly embellished building enshrouded in colorful lightning and statues. The scent that emanated from inside was intoxicating. To the coyote’s surprise, Rev seemed to be recognized immediately by the any staff members who crossed his path.

“Rev! Welcome back!” the waiter said jovially upon sighting Rev.

“Nice to see you as always Tom man there’s nothing better than stopping by your favorite restaurant is there heh heh heh… heh… heh” The roadrunner cast a nervous glance at Tech, as he knew he had just revealed that he had no intention of going anywhere other than here.

“Will you be flying solo this evening, as usual?” Tom asked Rev.

“Nooot this time Tom my man Tech here’s gonna be joining me tonight because well he needs a break from his lab work and it makes me sad to see him so overworked and le-e-et me tell you this guy works like a DOG but don’t call him a dog or he’ll go NUTS!”

“Okay, party of two, then,” Tom said calmly with a subtle smile. Obviously, Tom was also acclimated with Rev’s expeditious way of communicating. “Though, I must say,” Tom continued, “I’ve never seen a roadrunner and a coyote sitting at the same table in this restaurant, or, well, anywhere, as a matter of fact. I know you two are teammates and all, but,” Tom hesitated as if he thought he had spoken too much, but somewhat reluctantly went on, “I guess I think its nice how we’ve come”.

This quasi-speech was a source of annoyance to Tech. He had never had a problem with roadrunners, or any other creatures in which his feral instincts would classify as enemies. His intelligence, for the most part, had rendered his feral instincts idle. And as such, he felt rather patronized whenever anyone would remark upon Tech’s “unusual but refreshing” relationship with Rev, as if he was being compared to a common wild animal. Rev, however, was unabashed.

“Yeah I guess it is kinda weird especially with my family but we never had any problems and that’s all that matters but enough about that how soon can we sit down because MAN I’m starving!”

“Actually, we’re not so busy tonight, so I think I can get you two a table right now. Follow me,” Tom said with a reserved grace only an experienced waiter could achieve. He led the two towards a small but elegant table located in the back of the restaurant, amid many other identical but largely occupied tables. Tech seated himself and looked around. The restaurant was impressively set up; golden embroidery and traditional emblems, statues and paintings made up a large portion of its décor, yes, but somehow it also gave off a sense of casualness. It was quite comfortable, and Tech saw why his roadrunner companion often dined here. “You will be further assisted shortly,” Tom recited warmly, giving the two a quick bow and then stepping away to resume his post.

“Sorry about not letting you pick the restaurant Tech but you see this place is really special to me. I mean my friends and I used to go here after school all the time and we always had a good time and since then I like taking people I know here but mostly my family like my ma my pa my little bro my Aunt Tilda my Aunt Shirley my other Aunt Shirley with the weird mole my cousin Ben my cousin Cassidy-“ Tech reached over the table to clamp the bird’s rambling beak shut; a common practice for him.

“I never asked for your family tree,” Tech said irritably. “So, can I assume that you’ve taken other members of the team here before?”

“Actually… no I haven’t you’re the first! I mean I might bring them here eventually but usually they’re caught up in their own little things and no offense Tech but you really need to get out of your lab more often so I figured I would bring you here and hope you like it so maybe we could do things like this more often… well not just us it’d be good if you mixed with other people too after all there’s nothing wrong with a little social interaction and who knows if you get good enough maybe you could meet a little special someone huh?”

Tech pondered for a moment how the roadrunner made time to breathe during his conversations before replying. “Well, thanks, I guess”. Tech normally would have been annoyed with being told to get out more, as it was a suggestion he received all too often. However, for reasons he could not quite place his finger on, he couldn’t find it in himself to be annoyed at the roadrunner for this.

“Oh its no problem at all hey have you made progress on powering your new baby up?”, Rev asked with legitimate curiosity.

“Well, not really,” Tech replied, slightly surprised that Rev brought up the topic he was basically just told to avoid, “at best I can make it vibrate violently and emit the most ungodly, high-pitched noises. Kind of like you do when you drink triple Espresso”.

“Very funny Tech but seriously I was thinking it over and-“

“Good evening, gentlemen, my name is Anthony and I will serve you tonight,” their waiter broke in, seemingly towering over the two. “Would you like to start with something to drink?”

“Yes, I think we will just have water. And we are ready to order our food, too.” Temporarily forgetting the fact that he hadn’t even looked at his menu yet, Tech gazed wide-eyed at the roadrunner. Save the somewhat tragic incident in which Rev was deprived of his powers, Tech had never heard him talk so slowly, and had absolutely never heard him talk so formally. “I would like the Sesame Lo Mein, and I believe Tech would like the Shredded Sha Cha Beef. Oh, and also we would like a platter of egg rolls to share between the two of us,” Rev continued.

The waiter expertly scribbled his orders briefly onto his pad. “Thank you,” he said courteously, taking up their menus and walking away.

As soon as the waiter was out of sight, Rev’s face contorted almost grotesquely, as if he were taking deep gasps of breath after almost drowning. “Jeez Tech you have no idea how hard it is for me to talk like that but I’ve had bad experiences trying to order in the way I usually talk I mean one time I ordered a garden salad and got something like squid it was really really sick!”

“Well, you know, you could have let me order,” the coyote observed coolly, “but you seemed to have preferred taking the initiative to order for me… before I could even look at the menu?”

“Oh well I’m sorry about the Tech but every time we order Chinese take out you seem to go for the Sha Cha beef first you know before Slam can manage to devour the entire table!”

“Well, yes, I suppose you’re right about that,” Tech replied, somewhat surprised the Rev had noticed a subtlety such as that.

“Besides we still have a long night ahead of us and I sort of just wanted to speed things a long you know.”

“Yes, I suppose that’s wise.” Tech paused to ponder something for a moment. “Wait, so what are you planning after this?”

“Have you ever been bowling Tech?”

“I know of the game and its respective rules, but I can’t say I’ve ever done it myself”.

“Oh man then we have to go bowling Tech I think you’ll love it I know I always had a blast doing it especially after the meteor hit I know this great place just a few miles away from here they always play the weirdest music but that’s ok they have the best bowling alley and a really sweet arcade what do you say?”

On the surface, it wasn’t Tech’s cup of tea. However, what was wrong with trying something new? “Sure, why not?”

“Alright Tech! You won’t be sorry it’ll be sweet sweet sweet!”

“I can imagine,” the coyote chuckled.

The rest of their conversation consisted mainly of Rev reminiscing on his past experiences at the aforementioned alley, which was never a good thing, as any vocal recollections he made of his past often led to a long string of irrelevancy. At a point, it was almost helpless to stop, but Tech was well used to these instances by now. He knew just when to nod and otherwise respond appropriately at the right times, while his mind tuned him out and dwelled on other things. There came to a point, though, when their table was bombarded by countless dirty looks from its surrounding occupants. Tech could only shrug helplessly at them. However, at long last, the merciful waiter came with the food, which was the only thing that could put a period on Rev’s endless sentence. They ate in a mutual (and very relieving) silence. The food was very satisfying, however salty. After finishing up and paying the bill (in which Rev insisted on covering in spite of Tech’s offers), the two stood and headed for the door.

“See ya next time Tom!” the roadrunner quickly shouted to Tom as he passed him out of the door.

“As always, Rev,” Tom replied, bidding them a farewell wave. The two now stood in the middle of the marketplace once again.

“Alright now the bowling alley is that way and wow its really dark now we better make it quick if we want to catch the movie special I’ve been wanting to see so let’s go go go!” Rev uttered rapidly, once again taking off in a rush, dragging the coyote by the arm. Tech growled irritably; as much as he liked Rev, he detested this form of travel.





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-- Edited by Dragon Wing at 14:28, 2007-06-14

I love the way you portrayed their friendship.

Cute chapter. xD
Yey Chinese food.
(Although Japanese food is better. -shh- ;3)
Looking forward to more. ^ ^;

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Although I think you should put in at least some paragraphs on there cos my eyes were hurting a little bit.

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Thanks for pointing that out. I started reading my own post and got a headache. Spaces added now.

Next chapter later tonight.

 

-- Edited by Dragon Wing at 14:26, 2007-06-14

As promised, here it is! God, I hope it's as much fun to read as it was to write



After a brief showcase of rushing, blurry lights, Tech was thrown from Rev’s arm to the cold pavement of a more peaceful but shabbier end of the city.

“Oh my gosh I’m so sorry Tech sometimes I stop a little too quickly and you’re not hurt are you because I would hate to cut tonight short because of something I did!” Rev exclaimed almost pleadingly, looking down at Tech with intense worry.

“I’m fine,” Tech growled in reply, lifting himself from the dust-ridden concrete. “So, is this the place?” The two stood in front of a square-shaped building with aluminum siding. Indeed, it looked very unimpressive, especially when compared with the superfluous glamour that dominated the marketplace from which they had just departed.

“Yeah it doesn’t look like much does it but trust me this place is a blast oh man I’ve had so many good times here like the time that Eddie accidentally slipped on-“

“Don’t even start,” Tech interrupted sternly. After receiving a dirty glance from Rev, Tech walked in through the lone steel door, Rev following.

Just as was expected from the building’s outward appearance, the alley was not anything remarkable, but simply adequately built to serve its purpose. Whatever charm it fabricated was in its atmosphere; for the most part, everyone seemed to be having a good time.

Rev was already agog with excitement. “OK well first things first we got to get some bowling shoes and bowling balls but don’t worry I’ll take care of that you just stay right put and I’ll be back in a flash oh what size shoe do you take?”

“Oh, I’m a thirteen, wide.”

“Alrighty!” and without a second to spare, the roadrunner was out of sight.

With nothing to distract him, Tech’s mind wandered helplessly back to his Adrenna713D. Tech not being able to fix a glitch on one of his inventions was like a severe case of writer’s block that one could never quite shake off. He grew more and more frustrated at his predicament; it was not often that Tech could not immediately make ends meet when it came to his “babies”, but when he couldn’t, it consumed him. In fact, he was quite surprised it had been put out of his mind as much as it had tonight. Maybe he should get out more often. Or perhaps there was more to it than that; maybe it was his com-

“Told you I’d be back in a flash now there’s not a minute to waste here are your shoes 13 Wide just like you said and here’s your ball I got you a 14 pounder I figure it’d suit your game best.” Rev was obviously extremely eager to start, as he spoke even faster than usual, rapidly shuffling his feet and tossing his extremely lightweight ball from one hand to the other.

“Um, what kind of a ball is that?”

“Oh well heh heh this is kind of the children’s ball after all I’m a skinny roadrunner not a body builder and besides I can get some really great speed on this thing!”

As if to demonstrate, Rev jabbed aggressively at the computer module to set up the game, ran back as far as he possibly could go, and sprinted forward towards the alley at supersonic speed, releasing the ball with an incredible velocity. Tech didn’t even see the ball as it sped down the alley; all he saw was all 10 pins flying like angered hornets in all directions, barely being restrained from escaping by the pin trapper.

“Scooore!” Rev shouted ecstatically, punching both fists into the air above.

“Yeah, that’s fantastic,” Tech responded bitterly. How in the world was he supposed to compete with that?

“Alright Tech now its your turn now I know you’ve never done this before but I know you’ll think its easy just take a few steps glide the ball behind you and release!”

“Yep, I got that much.” Tech stepped up to the to the alley. He did a quick calculation in his mind of the speed and angle in which the ball needed to strike the head pin to earn a strike. The calculation was easy, but it was the performance that mattered.

“Here goes nothing,” Tech uttered to himself, took a few steps of faith and released the ball a tiny bit later than he would have liked. The ball rolled at a decent speed (nothing compared to Rev’s, of course) and it was staying in the center. It was not exactly what Tech had wanted, but perhaps he still had a chance…

The ball struck the head pin at dead center, which Tech knew was not an ideal hit. It was good enough to knock down eight pins, but unfortunately leaving the extreme right and left pins standing.

“Ooh a 7-10 split that’s rough but that was really good for your first try! Now you have a chance to knock ‘em both down now more than likely you’re only going to get one but hey nine pins is nothing to sneeze at!”

“No, I suppose not,” Tech admitted. He knew, of course, how to take down both pins, but it was extremely specific shot, which he knew he would be lucky to make. Nonetheless, he stepped up nervously to the alley and took his shot. However, he slipped on his release, and the ball drifted quickly to the left and off the alley completely.

“Aw man a gutter ball well don’t sweat it that happens to beginners all the time ok my turn!”

Rev wasted no time at all. As soon as the alley was cleared he ran once again to the very back of the building and sprinted immediately back up to the alley, attaining yet another supersonic strike.

“Woo hoo!” Rev cheered, doing a jump into the air. Tech growled in his direction. With his speed, he was automatically guaranteed a strike as long as the ball simply stayed in the alley. Hell, even if the ball didn’t stay in the alley, he was sure that the sheer force of the wind emitted would be enough to knock down the standing targets.

“Rev, don’t you think that’s a tad bit – unfair?”

“Aw don’t worry about it Tech when you bowl long enough like me you eventually find your style”.

Yeah, long enough for a meteor to hit Acmetropolis, Tech thought bitterly as he stepped up to take his turn. Frustrated, he released the ball carelessly, immediately being thrashed into the gutter.

“Arrgh,” Tech grumbled. Now he absolutely had to make a winning shot. When he stood to take his second shot, he put all of his intellect into releasing the ball just the way he wanted to. Concentrating for a few seconds, he somewhat aggressively released the ball with precise timing and accuracy, sure enough, earning himself a 10-pin hit.

“Alright Tech-man! It was a shame that you couldn’t do that on your first go around but hey now you’re getting the hang of things okay my turn again!”

Tech barely had time to retreat back into the waiting area before Rev scored a turkey, as was indicated by his rapturous “Whooo!”

You want to play hardball? Tech thought savagely, Fine, we’ll play hardball.

Acting fast, Tech unscrewed a small bolt from underneath his seat. He swiftly placed it in the thumbhole of his ball, and stepped eagerly up to the alley.

To Rev’s puzzlement, Tech stepped right up to the fowl line and placed the ball on the ground. Taking a few step back, Tech then proceeded to create a magnetic field between himself and the ball. A green, illuminating glow surrounded the ball like an incandescent halo, and the ball started to slide down the alley into just the right corner of the head pin, easily earning Tech another strike.

“You’re right, Rev,” Tech said slyly to the roadrunner, “you do get a sense of your own style after a while.”

“Oh come on Tech that wasn’t fair at all I mean you didn’t even go through the motion you basically just sort of pushed it in!”

“Well, I’m sorry I don’t have supersonic speed, but if you’re going to use your powers, I’m going to use mine.”

“Well at least when I use my powers I’m still bowling fairly as I said you’re just essentially walking down the alley and pushing the pins down!”

Tech pondered for a second, then smirked mischievously. “Fine,” he consented, “have it your way.”

“Thank you very much,” the roadrunner shot back, apparently frustrated that his turn was being held up. Predictably, he ran towards the back of the alley. However, right before Rev broke off into his scoring sprint, Tech casually stuck his leg out, whistling innocently. As Rev rushed towards the alley, he made inevitable contact with Tech’s leg.

“WHOA!” Rev yelped in sheer surprise as he was sent flying down the alley. Everyone in the alley paused and turned to see the incredible scene unfold. Rev eventually crashed painfully into all ten pins.

Tech chuckled. “And he still gets a strike. Damn.”

Rev clambered up clumsily from his bed of pins, but with a ferocious look in his eye. He immediately stared down the coyote.

“HEY! THAT WASN’T VERY NICE!”

And without a second to think Tech was tackled to the ground. Rev’s fists flailed furiously, but moreso comically, and it was all Tech could do to keep one of them from making contact with his face. Just as Tech almost successfully completely held Rev back (laughing all the same), a flush-faced manager separated the two with brute strength.

“And just what in the hell are ya thinking, fighting like this with all these folks around?! If you’ve got somethin’ to settle, then take it outside!”

Rev was positively flustered. “I am so sorry sir I never thought I would do anything like that you see it was my fault I was playing unfairly and Tech told me to stop and I didn’t so it got a little ugly and it will ne-e-ever happen again!”

Tech stood stone-statue. What?! Mere seconds ago, Rev was practically in full throttle fury mode against Tech. And now, all of the sudden and with little warrant, he was defending Tech and coneding to his wrongdoing?  Tech puzzled at his remarkable behavior, but chuckled all the same. Through and through, he supposed he really was loyal.

“Good,” the manager grunted and walked away, cursing to himself.

Tech and Rev were left standing alone, glancing at each other awkwardly. As was usual, Rev got the first word in.

“Well I guess that wasn’t going to work out was it?”

Tech chuckled. “No, I suppose not.”

“Well, hmm… I know! The movie doesn’t start for a while so why don’t we hit the arcade I’m sure there’s something in there we can do that won’t make us go all nuts on each other!”

Not having any other ideas, Tech agreed. They walked in silence to the arcade just yards away, attached to the bowling alley. They were greeted with countless teenagers, deafening music and what seemed like hundreds of game systems and machines.

“Ugh as I said they always play the weirdest music here I mean the games are sweet and all but the music is just that really heavy obnoxious stuff from a looongg time ago I mean what’s this band called I think it’s Cradle of Filth or something disgusting like that they were all disgusting like that I mean all it sounds like to me as grinding noises and weird screaming I mean is this supposed to sound good or something? I appreciate good guitar work as much as the next guy but this is just ridiculous MAN people were weird back then!”

“Yeah, yeah, sure,” Tech said forcefully. He wasn’t listening at all, his attention was fixed upon the machine directly in front of him.

“Asteroids,” he said to himself dreamily.

When Rev finally realized he was ranting to himself, he turned around and found Tech inserting spare quarters into the Asteroids machine.

“Oh you’re interested in this old thing man its ANCIENT!” Rev said, walking up behind him.

“Yes, in fact I am,” Tech said rather absently, “you see, at Acme Tech we were required to take History of Technology. This was one of the many games we studied. I appreciate modern, virtual reality technology as much as the next person, since I design much of it, but there’s something about this game that’s so addicting.”

Rev observed as Tech seemed to flawlessly maneuver the shooter. He showed absolutely no signs of defeat. “So when you took this class of yours did you play this a lot?”

“Oh, yes, we had our own little competitions,” Tech smiled, “and I never lost.”

“That’s great Tech but how long are you going to be at that I mean we don’t have all night!”

“Not long, just until I get a high score,” Tech replied. Of course, Tech’s definition of “not long” differed greatly from the roadrunner’s. As hard as it was for Rev to resist the urge to depart the vicinity to entertain himself, he felt he owed it to Tech to observe his high-score attempt after their bowling brawl. Tech made the game look easy – too easy, in fact; there is little excitement in watching one shoot fish in a barrel.

“Aww come on Tech I mean you’re an expert at this you could go pro if there was such thing as a professional Asteroids player but seriously how much longer?” Rev asked boredly.

“I think I should be able to finish up… right about… now”. As if the machine had obeyed a command, the sirens atop the console went off, indicated a new high-score.

“Ah, that took me back…” Tech sighed contently.

“That’s good Tech but I think we should get a move on if we-“ the roadrunner gasped at something in front of him.

“Dance Dance Revolution! Oh I’ve always wanted to play this so bad!”

“Oh no, I don’t think-“

“Come on Tech I’ve never played it before and here it is come on play me just one round come on it won’t be so bad what do you say huh?”

Tech chuckled. “Well, I guess one round won’t hurt.”

“Yes!” Rev ran immediately over to the machine, inserted the appropriate amount of coins, and selected the “expert” level.

“Wait a minute. Expert? Rev, I’m not too sure…”

“Oh come on Tech don’t be such a wuss just feel the music and go with it now hurry up and get on its about to start!”

And sure enough, a blast of sound emanated from the machine as the extremely fast-paced Techno song began to play. Tech jumped up on to the platform and waited for the assigned steps to appear. However, it was pretty much useless when they did; so many arrows appeared from the bottom of the screen at once that it was nearly impossible for Tech to decipher the steps.

“Oh, come on, Rev, this is hopeless-“

Rev was in no mood to chat however. With a smiling face he was gracefully (yet very quickly) maneuvering through all of the dance moves. Not wanting to look completely useless, Tech attempted to follow Rev. However, this ended up simply making him look awkward and clumsy – he even nearly fell off once.

“Oh man this is a blast we’ve got to do this more often Tech!” Rev yelled jovially over the music as he continued to move through all of the steps with impeccable accuracy.

“Yeah. Definitely,” Tech muttered bitterly as he simply stepped off the platform, trying to retain what little dignity he still held. He watched Rev finish up his round with a concluding back flip.

“Oh man Tech that was awesome I think I did pretty good for a first round but I think you need some more practice no offense of course.”

“Rev, you might as well have challenged me to a footrace.”

“Ooh speaking of racing we need to race over to that theater if we still want to catch that movie its not far from here but still we’re cutting it close!”

“Rev, wait, what movie are we going to-“

Tech never got to finish his sentence, as he was dragged by his arm out of the arcade and into the open night once more.

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I must give credit where credit's due, of course. The whole DDR scene was completely inspired by KaeJae's Dance Dance --- http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/43769537/?qo=74&q=by%3Akaejae&qh=sort%3Atime+-in%3Ascraps

Oh and I guess the completely irrelevant music rant Rev did was inspired by the fact that I was listening to Cradle of Filth at the time and wanted to make fun of them.

Other than that this is totally my personal favorite installation thus far. :D

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-- Edited by Dragon Wing at 18:42, 2008-01-29

YAIS!!!!! DDR WILL ALWAYS PREVALE!!!!

I luv DDR. I'm not as good as Rev but still pretty good. And I luv KJ's DDR pic. Its so funny.

Back with the two having a fun time. It did sound more like a date in the other chapter but this one set it straight and back on track once again.

Angry to Innocent in 5 seconds flat. Weird.

doggirl2772 wrote:

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Angry to Innocent in 5 seconds flat. Weird.

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 Haha, I think I may have accidently portrayed that fight as being more violent than I had intended to. It was supposed to be more of a brotherly-like brawl, but oh well. For some reason I pictured Rev having a very quick and sudden change of heart when he got in trouble.