OK folks, here it is, the first part of my first ever fanfic, a
BGC/Dominion crossover.
A few things before we start:
1. I couldn't find Al's last name, so I made one up. If you know
it send it to me.
2. I know this is kind of short but it seemed like the right
place to end this part.
3. Please send me C&C
Well hope you enjoy it,
Myke
"Really I don't have too much time on my hands"
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[The scene opens, we see a short stocky man wearing a black
visor with red lenses, Buaku, sitting in a secluded corner of a
bar with his partners, Anipuma and Unipuma, two identical,
extremely attractive and curvaceous women with long blonde hair
and cats ears sticking of the top of there heads.]
Anipuma: So Buaku, have you heard anything about any new
jobs?
Unipuma: Yeah, we've been sitting here on our asses all week.
Buaku: Funny you should ask, I was about to tell you that we
have a meeting scheduled later tonight. Sounds like a
simple heist, and we'd be going to Tokyo.
Anipuma: (sounding perky) Tokyo! Oh Buaku, you take us to the
best places.
[fade out to a black screen where the credits flash]
PUMPKIN PRODUCTIONS PRESENTS
A BUBBLEGUM CRISIS/DOMINION TANK POLICE CROSSOVER
"BUBBLEGUM DOMINION"
OR
"BONAPARTE'S BIG ADVENTURE"
A STORY WRITTEN BY MYKE
ALL RIGHTS BELONG TO THOSE WHO OWN THEM
[We fade back in on the interior of Tank Police headquarters,
the Barracks to be exact. Upside down from the ceiling hangs
a rather nervous looking man dressed in street clothes, he
has his hands tied behind his back and his ankles are tied
together. He hangs in front of a wall with a giant target
painted on it. A perky looking woman with short red hair,
Leona Ozaki, is standing beside him in a tight shimmering evening
gown(ala Vanna White) holding a microphone. Various members of
the tank police are sitting around among their tanks watching
her.]
Leona: Hi everybody, I want you to meet Charlie. he's the
drug dealer we picked up today, but he's not talking to
us. Are you sure you don't want to talk to us
Charlie?[she puts the mike next to his mouth]
Charlie: [Yelling} I don't have to say nothin'. I know my
rights.
Leona: [with an "Oh Joy!" look on her face] You heard him
boys.[Pulls out a hand grenade] I'll bet 20 seconds,
Al.[she puts the pin in her mouth and pulls it out]
Charlie: [really sounding scared] WHAT ARE YOU DOING? ARE YOU
CRAmgmpf[Leona has shoved the grenade in his mouth
and given him a good shove sending him rocking like a
pendulum].
[The members of the Tank Police have produced knives and are
throwing them at the now swinging drug dealer, missing him by
an increasingly small amount. Leona throws a knife which
accidentally severs the rope sending Charlie falling to the
ground. He hits roughly spitting the grenade out sending it
rolling across the room]
Charlie: I'LL TALK YOU CRAZY S.O.B.'S!!!!
Al: [An average looking guy with short blonde hair] Gee, 20
seconds. You win again Leona,[noticing what happened to
the grenade and diving behind a tank] DUCK AND
COVER!!!!!!!!!
[The grenade explodes sending up a cloud of smoke, as the
smoke clears the members of the are pulling themselves out
from under cover. The room looks slightly singed and there is
a small hole is still smoldering where the grenade landed.
The door open and Squad Leader Britain, a tall muscular man
with brown hair, wearing brown pants, a brown sleeveless tee
shirt, a gun holster, and a pair of sunglasses.]
Britain:[Yelling slightly] Ozaki and Shimora, front and
center!!
[Al and Leona get up and walk over to Britain]
Al: What's up Squad Leader?
Britain: The Chief wants to see you two, and Leona change out
of that dress.
Leona: This isn't about blowing up the barrack's again is it?
Britain: No, but he'll probably want to say something about
that too.
[It's 10 minutes later, Leona and Al are headed off to the
Chief's office. Both are wearing standard Tank Police
uniforms, loose padded blue bodysuits. They reach the door,
look at each other resignedly and walk in. The chief is
sitting at his desk. He is an old man, but looks to be in
pretty good shape, if generally frantic]
Chief: [in a friendly tone] Al, Leona, come in, have a seat.
Leona: [somewhat surprised] What's up chief? <He's up to
something>
Chief: You kids have been picked to go to Tokyo for a
1 month assignment with the Tokyo Advanced Police.
Al $ Leona: WHAT!
Chief: The city government decided it would be a good idea to
to send a couple of Tank Police officers to Tokyo to
get experience in combating Boomers.
Leona: Boomers, You mean those robot things used in
construction?
Chief: Among other things, apparently they been have problems
with Boomers going crazy and destroying things. The
City thinks we should be ready for this so were sending
you two to gain experience.
Al: But why us?
Chief: Because you're two of our best officers,[to himself] and
it'll keep you out of my hair..
Leona: What was that?
Chief: Oh...nothing, really!
Leona: What about Bonaparte? I'm not going to leave him here for
a month, he might get scratched.
Chief: It's already been taken care of, Your tank will be shipped
to you in Tokyo. That's another reason we're sending you
two, the streets in Tokyo aren't as wide as the ones here
in Newport, so sending were sending you and your smaller
tank.
Leona: [warily] Okay...I'll go, if Al agrees.
Al: Sure, it sounds like fun.
Chief: Great, you kids have a week to pack, don't worry we'll
take care of packing up Bonaparte. you can come by during
the week and check on it.
[The scene changes to the inside of a warehouse. Buaku and the
Cat Sisters(Anipuma and Unipuma), who are now dressed in brown
and black body armor, are standing waiting for something.]
Buaku: Well, our contact should be here in a moment. Ah, here he
is.
[He gestured to an unnoticed figure hidden in the shadows.]
Shadow: Mr. Buaku, your being here means you've accepted my
proposition. This is good. You will be stealing the
prototype of the Directed Magnetic Pulse Generator from
the Tokyo offices of the Yogan corporation.[He pulls out a
briefcase which he slides across the floor to Buaku. Upon
delivery you will be paid fifteen million dollars in
untraceable currency. All the information and contacts you
will need are in the briefcase, along with a number you
are to call when you have the device. Good evening Mr.
Buaku, hope to here from you soon.[Suddenly is just not
there].
Buaku: Well girls,lets get packing.
[End part 1]