Other Fan Fiction ❯ More than Friends? ❯ Airsoft ( Chapter 5 )

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By: Pika189

Title: More than Friends?

Author: the ultimate SoBe Master

Chapter 5: Airsoft

Email: mightysobe745_8@yahoo.com, sobe_rocks@hotmail.com

Category: Ned's Declassified SSG

Ned awoke at 7:15, which was quite a bit earlier than he normally did. Cookie had finally crashed at 5:00, so he would be asleep for awhile.

Yawning and stretching, Ned headed downstairs. His dad was sitting in his usual chair at the kitchen table, drinking a cup of coffee. “Hey, Ned. You're not usually up this early,” He said.

“Yeah, I know,” replied Ned. Taking a seat next to his dad, he said, “So, when do you leave?”

“Noon,” replied Mr. Bigby. Taking another sip of his coffee, he then said, “I'm sorry I didn't get in `til real late. I kinda lost track of time,”

“It's ok, Dad. Anyway, your last run go well?”

“Yeah! We caught plenty!”

“That's good to hear,” Ned fell silent for a moment, then asked, “Can I talk to you?”

“Yeah, Son, what is it? Is it about Moze?”

“Man, does everybody know?! Anyway, yeah it is,”

“Ok, I'm listening, Son,”

“Well, I love her! I plan on telling her when I go to the park with her, Cookie, and Lisa on Friday, but I don't know what I should say!”

“Ok, here's what you should do. Just ask her to sit somewhere with you, and you sit next to her. Just put your arm around her, tell her you love her, and kiss her. That works every time. Trust me, that's how I told your mother!”

“Ok, thanks Dad! I'll do that,” Ned smiled, gave Mr. Bigby a hug, and headed back up to his room. `I wonder what Moze is doing right now? Oh, there I go thinking about her again. It's as if someone has planted a special mind bomb that shows pictures of Moze every time it goes off! Wow, that was random! My mind is really showing off today, isn't it?' Ned thought.

As Ned entered his room, Cookie was just waking up. Yawning, he said, “Hey, Ned. What time is it?”

“It's 7:30, dude. Wow, you're up earlier than I thought you would be,” Ned replied.

“Yeah, it's weird. I usually would have slept for a couple more hours,”

“Well, let's head downstairs to wait for Moze,” With that, Ned and Cookie headed down to the living room and sat down on the couch.

“Hey, Cookie! I didn't know you had stayed over,” said Mr. Bigby.

“Hey, Mr. Bigby. Yeah, I stayed over. Moze should be over within an hour,” replied Cookie.

“She will be?”

“Yeah, we all agreed to hang out for as much as possible this summer, so we agreed we'd all try to be up by eight,” said Ned.

“That makes sense. So, what will you guys be doin'?”

“Don't know yet. We kinda just figure it out as we go,” Ned said.

“Yeah, me and my friends were the same way in high school,” Finishing his second coffee, Mr. Bigby got up and headed over to Ned and Cookie. “You guys wanna play some Halo while you guys wait for Moze?”

“Sure, Dad,” replied Ned.

“Alright,” said Cookie.

“Alright, then I'll get it set up,” said Mr. Bigby as he booted up the Xbox and picked up a controller. He then handed two other controllers to Ned and Cookie. Setting up a 30 minute game of Slayer, he said, “Alright, let's play! Don't worry, I'll go easy on you guys,”

Chuckling, Ned replied, “Alright, let's go!” As the game started, Ned quickly headed out. Switching to the shotgun, he spotted Cookie and fired. As soon as he fired, he started taking SMG fire. Mr. Bigby had found him. Taking cover, he switched to his SMG and returned fire. Both his and Mr. Bigby's shields were down. The next few hits would decide who would get the kill. Side pedaling to his left, Ned began firing. Mr. Bigby did the same. It resulted in Ned just barely getting the kill.

The final outcome was Ned with 97 kills, Mr. Bigby with 118 kills, and Cookie with 94 kills. As Mr. Bigby shut off the Xbox, Ned slouched back into the couch. Glancing at the clock, it read 8:04. “Moze should be here any minute,” He muttered. Suddenly, he could feel his heart beating, and his palms started to sweat. Her face lit up like a strobe light in his mind. All this was because of the mere fact that Moze would be there soon.

About ten minutes later, there was a knock at the door. Hearing it, Ned raced to the door and opened it. It was, of course, Moze. “Hey, Moze!” Ned exclaimed.

“Hey, Ned,” She replied, smiling. Ned stepped aside and allowed Moze inside, closing the door behind her. As she sat down on the couch, she said, “Hey, Cookie,”

“Hey, Moze,” replied Cookie as Ned sat down next to Moze.

“So, what to do today?” asked Moze.

“I was thinking some Airsoft,” suggested Ned.

“Ok, awesome! I'll head to my house then and get my MP5's!” Moze exclaimed, being the big Airsoft fan that she was.

“Alright, we'll wait for ya in my yard,” Ned replied. He then headed to the door and held it open for Moze. As she stepped outside, Ned and Cookie followed her outside, Ned grabbing his AK-47 that was next to the door. “We're gonna go play some Airsoft, ok, Mom?”

“Ok, Ned! Bye!” Mrs. Bigby replied.

“If we're gonna play Airsoft, let's stop by Lisa's and get her. We need one more if we're gonna play on teams like we always do,” said Cookie. “We usually play with Martin, but since he's grounded, and Coconut Head prefers Paintball over Airsoft, Lisa's our next best choice,”

“Huh? Oh, yeah, that's true,” agreed Ned distractedly.

“Pay attention, Ned!” Cookie shouted.

“I'm sorry, I've been a bit distracted,”

When Moze got back outside, she had on her urban camo headband and was carrying four camo jackets. Tossing one to Cookie and Ned and putting the third one on, she said, “Let's go!” She had two MP5's tucked under her shoulder and ammo in her pockets. Tossing the last jacket to Ned, she said, “Could you carry that for me, Ned?”

“Yeah, I'll carry it, Moze,” replied Ned with a smile. “Hey, Cookie, let's not get Lisa. She doesn't seem like the Airsoft type. Besides, I have someone better in mind…”

“Who?” asked Cookie. Moze had also turned to Ned curiously.

“You'll see,” replied Ned with a grin.

As they stepped up to the door of a house a few blocks away from Ned's, Ned gave a knock. When the door opened a familiar figure was standing there. “Ned, Moze, Cookie! What are you three doing here?” The figure asked. It was Gordy.

“We were wondering if you would like to come and play Airsoft with us,” replied Ned.

“Airsoft?! If you wish to bask in the glory of Airsoft master/janitor, then I shall grant you that wish,” said Gordy. “I'll be back. Don't go anywhere,” With that, Gordy headed back into his house.

“Gordy?! The Gordy?! That's awesome!” Cookie exclaimed.

“Yep! I figured we would ask him since he is an `Airsoft master'!” Ned replied.

The door soon opened again. Gordy was standing there in a camouflage janitorial uniform, a paintball facemask, and black hiking boots. He was holding an Airsoft Minigun. “Well, I'm ready,” He said.

“Wow! Gordy, that's awesome!” Moze said.

“Thanks, Moze,” replied Gordy.

“Guess I won't need this then,” Moze said, pointing to her spare jacket.

“Don't worry, Moze. We can leave it here,” replied Gordy. He held the door open, and Ned entered. Setting it on a chair near the door, Ned went back to join the others, shutting the door behind him.

Once they were at the special Airsoft playing field that Ned, Moze and Gordy had built the year before, Moze handed Cookie one of her MP5's. They then all, other than Gordy of course, put on their safety glasses. With that, Ned and Moze took their positions at the urban base, and Cookie and Gordy headed for the forest base. Luckily they were outside town, or they wouldn't be able to play Airsoft.

“Ned, how are we gonna take them out?! Cookie's with Gordy, and Gordy's got a Minigun! How do we compete with that?!” Moze asked.

“Don't worry, I have a plan,” replied Ned, smiling. Moze smiled back, and then they both turned forward. Signaling for Moze to follow, him and Moze began moving forward. Ned noticed that Cookie and Gordy had begun to move as well. Once they were in range, Ned fired off a round and nailed Cookie right in the forehead.

“Well, ya got me! By the way, how many rounds?” said Cookie.

“Just one. I'm low on ammo, so I can't spend more than a round,” replied Ned.

As Cookie went to the sidelines to watch, Ned and Moze opened fire on Gordy who, of course, blocked their shots with his Minigun. “That won't work. You'll have to be better than that,” said Gordy as he switched on his gas-powered Minigun.

Moze froze up. Just as the barrel of Gordy's Minigun began to rotate, Ned gasped. He was gonna take out Moze. Knowing all too well that the shots from an Airsoft Minigun can cause a lot of pain, he acted quickly. Not wanting to see Moze in pain, he ran in front of Moze just as the shots began to spray from the Minigun. They pummeled Ned's chest as if it were a drum. Gordy stopped firing as Ned dropped to his knees and held his chest. “There, didn't wanna see you hurt,” He coughed.

“Ned!” Moze gasped. “You will pay, Gordy!” She picked up Ned's dropped AK-47 and peered through the scope. Taking aim, she hit Gordy three times in the head.

“Well, game's over then. Let's go,” Gordy said. He then leaned over to Ned and whispered, “Nice one, taking the hits for Moze,”

“Was…no problem…” Ned coughed, standing up. They all then started back for Ned's place.

“Wanna hang with us?” Ned asked Gordy.

“Why not, I got nothing better to do,” replied Gordy.

Ned's arm had once again gone around Moze's shoulder. The four stopped at Gordy's house and got Moze's jacket, then they headed back to Ned's. As they got back, Ned realized his arm was around Moze, and blushed, removing it. Shrugging it off, he took his cell phone out to check if anyone had called him. There was one missed call. Checking the number, he gasped under his breath. “Oh know,” He muttered. Next to the number was one name: Suzie.

A/N: Another cliffhanger! Sorry, but it had to be done. Anyway, please R&R! Bye ^^ *waves*