P.T.C. Episode #04 - Seaside Shock
Written by: CS-Masyet
Girl (angry): S-she's dead! Raena, how could you?!?
Raena: N-no! You were the one...
Girl (angry): Don't try to blame this on me! You murderer!
Tear: Wakes up. *sigh*
Ail: Morning, sleepyhead. Sure took you long enough to wake up.
Tear: Gets out of bed and stretches. *yawn* Isn't today Saturday...?
Ail: Yeah, but you still shouldn't sleep too much...
Tear: You're right, sorry... Wipes his face.
Ail: You still half-asleep? Wake up already, lazy.
Tear: Oh, sorry. I'm still having a hard time getting used to this bed, so I have a hard time falling asleep...
Ail: I see... By the way, do you ever get hot with that on all the time?
Tear: What are you talking about?
Ail: Your sweatshirt. Why do you always wear that thing? It's still summertime.
Tear: I... I like the heat, I guess...
Ail: Whatever you say...
Someone knocks on the door.Ail: Who could that possibly be? I hope it's the staff with the new bed... Opens the door.
Barry: Yo.
Ail: Chef boy? What do you want?
Barry: Good morning, my new acquaintances. The Master Chef would like to invite you to a barbeque I'm having at the beach this afternoon.
Ail: A barbeque? Sure, why not? How about you, Tear?
Tear: The beach? What are we going to do there?
Barry: There's lots to do! Eat the Master Chef's food, play volleyball, go swimming with the ladies... Did I mention the Master Chef's food?
Ail: Uh, the "ladies"? Your girlfriends are going too?
Barry: Well, it was originally supposed to be just the ladies and I, but the teachers said us three should stick together after what happened
yesterday.
Ail: (So he's only inviting us because he has to? Figures...)
Tear: Um, I-I don't like swimming much... And I'm not very good at sports...
Barry: Don't worry, there's still the Master Chef's food to look forward to!
Ail: Stop speaking in 3rd person, it's annoying. And he's going to get bored just eating your food, "Master Chef".
Barry: My food is worth the boredom! ...uh w-wait, I mean... I'm sure you'll find something to do there! It's the beach!
Tear: It's okay, I'll just stay here...
Barry: No, you have to come! Didn't I just explain that to you?
Ail: Tear, you like drawing right? Just do that while you're there.
Tear: Alright, I guess...
Barry: Okay, see ya!
Ail: Wait a minute!
Barry: What?
Ail: You didn't tell us the time or place!
Barry: I already said; the beach in the afternoon.
Ail: Be more specific!
Barry: Alright, alright... Star Beach at 13:00.
Ail: Thanks.
Barry: If that's all, then I'll be going now. Leaves.
Ail: It's about 2 hours until we go. We should get ready now.
Tear: Oh, right...
Ail: Do you have anything to wear for something like this?
Tear: Yeah, I do.
Ail: Then you're not going to wear your sweatshirt to the beach, right?
Tear: A-actually, I will. You know, just in case it's cold there...
Ail: At the beach? Are you kidding me? If you wear that there you'll get sunstroke!
Tear: I'll be fine; I'll sit in the shade...
Ail (angry): Don't make me take that off you myself!
Tear (scared): Eh?!? Backs up against the wall. D-don't...
Ail: Relax, I was just kidding...
Tear: (That was close...)
Ail: *sigh* Do whatever you want. Don't blame me if you get sick.
Tear: ...why don't we...
Ail: Hm? What is it?
Tear: Let's invite your friends to come too...
Ail: Good idea. Alright.
They invite Tech, Chelsea, and Mac to come. Two hours later they all go to Star Beach.Ail: Sees a barbeque full of girls at the beach. Hm, I wonder where Barry's barbeque is...
Tech: It's right over there...
Ail: I was being sarcastic, Tech...
Mac: Alright! Let's have some fun!
Chelsea: Yeah! Woohoo!
Tear: (Chelsea came too?)
Ail: Something wrong, Tear?
Tear: I-it's nothing...
Everyone goes to where Barry is.Barry: Welcome; to the Master Chef's barbeque!
Ail: Hey Barry, I brought some friends with me. Is that okay?
Barry: You brought a cute girl with you, so it's fine.
Chelsea: I see you have good taste. Grabs Ail's arm. But my heart only belongs to Ail! *giggle*
Ail: *sweatdrop* Heh...
Tear: (Chelsea... likes Ail?)
Barry: I see... What a waste...
Ail: What's that supposed to mean?
Girls: Master Chef! Is the food ready yet?
Barry: Oh, right! You guys want some food?
Mac: Oh boy, would I!
Ail: Sure, okay.
Chelsea: I'll get some, too!
Mac, Ail, and Chelsea go with Barry to get some food. Tear and Tech sit on a towel.Tear: Drawing on his drawing pad while looking at Ail. *sigh* Looks at what he drew. *blush* (W-what am I doing? Why did I draw that?!?)
Tech: Typing on his laptop.
Tear (blushing): Hides his face with his drawing pad. *sigh* Looks at Ail. (What's wrong with me? Why am I feeling this way?) Shakes his head. (I
should just forget about it...)
Tech: ...
Tear: Um, Tech was it? Are you doing programming stuff on the computer?
Tech: Yeah, my work isn't finished...
Tear: Oh, I see... Do you like your work? Is it hard?
Tech: Please stop talking to me. It's distracting.
Tear: Oh, sorry... (So much for trying to make a conversation...) Draws in his drawing pad.
Ail: Walks up to them with some food. Hey Tech, you should eat something.
Tech: ...
Tear: I don't think he's going to listen to anyone now...
Ail: *sigh* Yeah, Tech is always like this... C'mon, take a break. It's not healthy to work on that thing all the time.
Tech: Closes his laptop. Fine... Takes a hotdog from Ail and eats it.
Ail: Do you want some food too, Tear?
Tear: S-sure, thanks... Takes a hotdog from Ail and eats it.
Ail: Sits down. So, what're you drawing?
Tear: Huh? Drawing?
Ail: Yeah. In your drawing pad. Pokes the drawing pad Tear's holding.
Tear: Looks at what he drew in his pad. *blush* A-ah! Hides the pad behind his back.
Ail: Glares at Tear. What? You won't show me?
Tear (blushing): I-it's nothing important... You don't have to see...
Ail: Fine, be that way.
Tear: Wait, can I ask you something?
Ail: What?
Tear: Are you... going out with Chelsea?
Ail: Oh, that... No, she just really likes me for some reason...
Tear: Oh, okay then...
Ail: Wait, why did you want to know?
Tear: No reason...
Ail: Hm... Oh, I get it...
Tear: G-get what? (Oh no, did he find out?)
Ail: Jeez, you're so obvious...
Tear: *gasp*
Ail: You like Chelsea, don't you?
Tear: *sweatdrop* W-what?
Ail: Don't try lying to me. You're always so nervous around her and you were staring at her a few minutes ago...
Tear: N-no, you're wrong...
Ail: Yeah, sure I am...
Mac: Hey Ail, you want to play volleyball?
Ail: Okay! Walks back to them.
Tear: *sigh*
Tech: Hm... (Interesting...)
A few hours later...Ail: Alright, it's getting late. Let's go back...
Barry: Hey guys, do you want to stay at the beach house I rented? It's really big!
Ail: A beach house?
Barry: Yep, the best in Roc-Drollow! Perfect for the Master Chef!
Ail: Really...?
Chelsea: Cool, I want to see!
They all go to see Barry's beach house.Mac: It's huge!
Chelsea: Awesome! Ail, you're staying here too, right?
Ail: Yeah, I'm sick of sleeping on the floor...
Tear: I'm sorry...
Ail: Why are you apologizing?
Barry: I'll show you all where you'll be staying! Takes them to one of the rooms. This is Chelsea's room.
Chelsea: Really? All for me? Thank you! Goes inside her room.
Barry: Brings the other four to their room. And here's yours.
Mac: It's pretty big.
Ail: Who's room is this?
Barry: Huh? All of you are sharing this one!
Tear: W-what?
Ail (angry): You gave Chelsea her own room!
Barry: Of course; she is a lady. She can't sleep in the same room as you guys!
Ail: I have a feeling that's not the only reason...
The four of them go in the room.Mac: Aw well, it's a pretty big room anyway!
Ail: And I finally get to sleep in a bed. The stupid staff won't get me my own...
Tear: (I have to share a room with all these guys?) ...
Ail: What's wrong, Tear?
Tear: U-um, I... Want to take a shower!
Ail: I have to take one too. Let's ask Barry where it is.
Tear: Um, okay...
Tear/Ail: Go to Barry's room.
Barry: What's up?
Ail: We want to know where the shower room is.
Barry: Ah. Follow me. Brings them to the shower room. Here. See ya. Leaves.
Ail: Wow, this room is pretty big. Takes his shirt off.
Tear (blushing): W-what are you doing?
Ail: Getting undressed...
Tear: Runs inside one of the stalls and turns on the shower.
Ail: Weirdo... Goes inside the stall next to Tear's and turns on the shower.
Tear (blushing): (I-I can't believe he's taking a shower right next to me...) W-what am I so nervous about?
Ail: What was that?
Tear: N-nothing!
Ail: Turns off the shower. Anyway, I'm done. Gets out of the stall.
Tear: Y-you go to the room without me...
Ail: You sure? This is a big place, you might get lost.
Tear: I'll be fine...
Ail: Alright, see ya.
Tear: Finishes showering.
Tech: Comes in. Hey.
Ail: Hey, Tech. Leaves.
Tech: Opens a stall - the one Tear was in.
Tear (shocked): *gasp*
Tech (shocked): W-what the?!?