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“Who are you calling a coward?” Gadget demanded with a loud roar. “If anybody is, it's you!”

As she charged, Chaos shifted to the right and caught her wild swing. Using her momentum, he quickly twisted and rolled Gadget over his shoulder before slamming her hard into the ground. Uttering a deep growl, he quickly snapped, “Just what is your damn problem with me?”

Snarling, Gadget quickly reached over, grabbed both of Chaos's ankles before giving a hard yank. Feeling a bit of grim satisfaction as he fell hard on his back, she quickly straddled him before landing a quartet of savage punches to the face. A moment later, the world exploded into white as he landed a vicious left hook to underside of her beak.

Slamming his forearm into her chest, Chaos roughly pushed Gadget off. Reeling from the blows, he winced. Damn, she packs a mean punch! I need to find a way to bring this to an end; I don't how much longer I can hold back. Not waiting for her to react, he landed a hard backhanded blow to her beak with his right hand before he clapped his hands over both of her ears.

Taking a few steps back, Gadget tried to regain her sense of balance. After a few seconds, she quickly tackled him to the ground. As they rolled around trading various blows, part of her felt angry that Chaos was fighting back while another part felt a growing attraction to him for doing so. I can't be attracted to this boy! I just can't be! Eyes flaring red once again, she gave a quick shove and then lashed out with her talons and tore through his shirt. She cracked a small smile upon seeing she had drawn blood.

Son of a bitch! Without a second thought, Chaos tore apart his ripped shirt and hazarded a quick look at the wound. He noted that it was nothing more than a few scratches that has drawn a little blood. Eyes flaring white, he quickly hit Gadget with a trio of hard punches. The first one connected with the left side of her face; the second was to the gut. And the last one, for reasons he didn't understand, squarely nailed her left breast.

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[	music	|	Lilo & Stitch	]

Yeah, just a random part from the scene where Chaos and Gadget finally duke it out.



Twisting to the right, Gadget attempted to avoid Chaos's slashing maneuver. After feeling her top get tugged to the right, she jumped back several feet and looked down. Seeing that both of her breasts were now partially exposed didn't bother her in the slightest, but the fact the clothing was torn increased her anger level. “This was my favorite tank top!”

“Stop acting like such a little girl!” Chaos quickly snapped as he dropped back into a defensive stance instead of pressing the attack.

Eyes flaring red once again, Gadget yelled, “Who are you calling a little girl?” After crouching, she jumped at him with arms out stretched. And just as quickly, she was more than surprised when Chaos grabbed her wrists while rolling onto his back. A second later, she felt a foot get planted into her stomach before getting launched across the room.

Stumbling as he got up, Chaos tried to ignore the pain from his protesting wings and tail. Turning, he felt a bit of relief that he hadn't sent her crashing into the ceiling. As she staggered to her feet, he wondered just how long this fight would last. I don't want to hurt her too badly, but that might happen if this drags on too long. Just what in the hell am I supposed to do?

Damn, that hurt! Gadget quietly swore as she looked down and noted both of her breasts were now bruised from the hard landing. Wincing as she turned around, she grumbled at the fact the rest of her chest hurt as well. I can't keep this up for too much longer, he's stronger than I am. And I certainly didn't expect him to play this rough either! Growling, she advanced slowly. “You're going to pay for this!”

“Hey, I didn't start this!” Chaos thundered loudly. “And being the coward you are, you attacked me without warning!”

“Who are you calling a coward?” Gadget demanded with a loud roar.

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[	music	|	C&C: Red Alert 3	]

Nothing like coming home from running some errands to find a package in the mail. And then I noticed it was from Patrick. My first thought was: "Did I forget something at the Gathering?"

Open it up and out comes "The Gargoyle Club" by Heather Fleming. And a note saying it was a thank you gift for helping them out at the 2009 Gathering and other past Gatherings. That certainly was a surprise. I do want to say thank you for the book... and thank you for working on putting together some of the Gatherings!



Now I have to figure out where I'm going to put the book. *L* My bookshelf is out of space.
 

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[	music	|	I, Robot	]

And here is my con journal:

www.shaunpup2.com/reports/g2k9_report.htm

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[	music	|	I, Robot	]

After he retrieved a couple bottles of Guinness from the refrigerator, Falcon studied the rather decent sized discoloration on the side of Chaos's beak. “Hey bro, how did you get that bruise on your face?”

“Oh, this thing? A bit of a present from when Gadget socked me earlier.” Grimacing, Chaos wished dawn would hurry up so he wouldn't have to answer that question any more. “I called her cute and you can see how well that went over.”

Letting out a low whistle, Falcon shook his head. “You are far braver than I than I ever gave credit for.”

“Uh, what?” Chaos asked, suddenly feeling confused. Is he yanking my chain again? Tossing the bottle cap aside and taking a quick sip, he turned. “What do you mean brave?”

“Well, I thought it would have been obvious. She hates being called cute.” After taking a sip of his own drink, Falcon wondered how Chaos could bother drinking this particular one. “Gadget got teased a lot when she was younger by Swan and a few others. Mostly ended up getting called ugly along with some other, eh, not so kind comments.”