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Lazy Days

It had been a few days since Seiya had been released from the hospital. Sitting outside Yamada Mart, she flipped through the images Greg had shown her a week prior. Mirror Mirror, huh? If there had been doubts about the connections between the crime and the paranormal world, this erased them. Unfortunately, they couldn't just run to a police station and spill their story. As it was, Seiya doubted her friends would even believe her, had they not seen it with their own eyes. Normally on her break she would venture out for some air. Today, however, Seiya remained on the bench outside her father's store, wrapped up in the mystery surrounding her life. Setting the gruesome images aside, she propped her feet up on the empty side of the seat, watching people come and go. A lazy day indeed. (Let's say this is before the current Shadow Kota battle. c: )

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Awww what a shame. That guy could've used that prize money for his 5 kids! Either way, Seiya was entertained well enough. Clapping her hands, she paused when he asked her a question. "I really like Family Feud and The Price Is Right!"

"Heh, Family Feud?" Really old, a little hokey and lame in Greg's opinion... Then again, Seiya seemed to like that good ol' American stuff quite a lot so it made sense. "The Price is Right is always good, though. It's, uh... What I used to watch if I stayed home sick from school, actually. That or play video games, but dad did the, uh... 'If you can play games you can go to school' thing." The boy shrugged, turning back to the TV in time to see a commercial for some big chain grocery store, and then rubbed his chin. "Well, I like your, uh... Takeshi's Castle show. It's all re-runs, but they're pretty good... Looks like people get really hurt sometimes, though."

Seiya raised both eyebrows in surprise. She'd never be allowed to stay home like that! American's had it MADE. Resting her chin in her palms, she rolled her eyes at the commercial. Best prices in town? I think not. "People getting hurt is what makes it great!" Was she kidding...?

Yeah, he'd spent more than a few days home 'sick' when he really wasn't... School was fun and all, it was the people there that really made Greg not want to go. That was back in America, though, and he hadn't had any incidents here as of yet. "Heh, uh, that is sort of true. I'm sure they have paramedics there and stuff, too, so... It's not like anyone's getting, uh, permanently injured." He agreed, whether or not she was joking, and turned back just in time for the show to start back up!

This time they had a massive treadmill set up, and it looked like people had to run to the end while it steadily got faster and faster. Of course, behind them the whole way, was a pool of water. "This looks... Interesting."

"Oh definitely. Safety first." Seiya wasn't all too sure, but certainly it'd be safe to assume they took all the precautions needed, right? As the next show rolled into play, she settled in to watch. Aaaahhh the good ol' giant treadmill bit. One of her favourites! Beaming, she shook her head, "It's only a matter of time before SPLASH!"

"Does anyone ever win these?" He was seriously doubtful. Greg was sure people did, but it had to be a rare occurrence... Maybe that was half the point. The prizes weren't quite as huge as the American game shows, either! "I don't think I'd make it past the first speed increase, jeez."

"I don't think so." She bit her lip, tensing as one of the contestants nearly slid to their doom. Tightening her grip on the bag in her lap, Seiya looked hopeful. "It would be really cool if we were the first to witness it happening, though!"

There was probably some list of winners somewhere in the studio or on the credits or something... Or maybe she was right and no one had ever won. It certainly didn't seem like a challenge anyone who wasn't an Olympic runner could complete. Hey, speaking of. "Uh... Do you watch the Olympics? I think they're this year. My dad and I used to... I still do, so." A lot of people found them boring, but there was something to them that kept Greg at least mildly interested.

She turned to him, staring deep into his eyes with a bit of a sparkle in her own. "[YES!!]" Obviously The Olympics were a big deal to her as well. "I cheer for America!" Pumping both fists in the air, she nodded with a serious expression. "Every. Year."

Well, he'd expected that sort of response, though she was a lot more enthusiastic than he had pictured. "Well, we can watch them together, then. I guess they'd be on during school hours over here, huh... We can catch, uh... The tail end, I guess." Or maybe she recorded them? If Seiya was that excited, it was likely. Either way, that sounded like a fun idea.

"Ueh? I skip school for the Olympics." Another straight faced delivery. She was dead serious. "You can come over to my house! I'll sneak tons of soda home." Seiya looked extremely pleased. Score points for Greg!

Hmmm! Greg hadn't been taking his friend's apparent obsession with America too seriously, but now it seemed like he really should be. It wasn't a thing he didn't support, certainly not, but he might joke about it less now that it seemed like a serious affair! "Skip school? Uh, hmm... Yeah, that sounds like a plan." Playing hookie to go watch the Olympics at a friend's house... Definitely the strangest thing he'd ever skipped school for, but that didn't mean it wouldn't be fun. "Why not? We'll do it, then."

He turned back to the TV just in time to see some poor black guy fly back and into the water. Looked like he wasn't winning, today. "Yow, looked like he landed on his stomach."

Excellent! It was a date! A set date that is, not like a date date. Unless it was. Seiya's brain went into meltdown as she tried to make sense of it, until that poor man hit his stomach hard on the water. "Eeeek, that's why you try to fall backwards."

"You think it'd be, uh... Fun to try something like this? I don't even know how people, like... Enter." He thought about it after he said it, and the answer was pretty much no. It looked painful as all hell, more or less, though Greg figured it might be one of those things you could bring up at a party as your 'funny story' and all that. Hrmmm. "Heh, I could probably make it to the end if you put one of those mirror shadow things behind me, just saying."

The next contestant was up, and he was dressed like an athlete! Greg would have taken that seriously and given the guy the benefit of the doubt, except that everyone on these game shows always wore silly costumes... The guy in the background dressed as an eggplant was proof of that.

"Hahaha look at Eggplant guy!" Apparently he was her favourite! When Greg brought up shadows, she shuddered a bit. "Put a shadow behind me and I'll do anything to get away." Nodding in agreement, she watched as Mr. Athlete flexed. "I don't know how you enter, but I think dressing up as silly as possible is part of it."

Greg tilted his head slightly as the guy started running... He seemed to be pacing himself, so that was a testament to his intelligence and strategy. "You think so? In most of these things they, uh... Wear silly stuff, yeah, I guess." It wasn't exactly the fastest process, but Athlete Man was slowly moving up! Past the second speed increase, that left two to go. "This guy could make it, heh."

As the man slowly climbed his way towards victory, Seiya was actually on the edge of her seat. Much of the crowd in studio had joined her at this point, also impressed. Maybe he really was an athlete. "I don't know what I'd do if he did! I don't think anyone would believe that we saw someone do it..."

At the third of four speed increases the guy was looking tired, and Greg staaarted to doubt it. "Mmm... I dunno, uh, unless he just goes for it after the last checkpoint there." Even he was leaning forward a bit, not quite on the edge of his seat but about as close as the line-faced boy would ever get. "You wanna take bets? Heh, I bet he doesn't make it."

"He'll make it, I believe." Seiya looked intense, never once taking her eyes off the screen. "I bet he'll do it. Totally." Her tone never wavered, considering she was invested in this guys success.

Now Greg was invested too, and sitting up straight with his arms crossed. The poor guy on the screen hit his fourth and final speed-up point, and broke out into one hell of a sprint! Impressive, but he was still only gaining ground slowly. The boy leaned forward further, not sure if he should switch sides or stick with the negative one. "Well, uh, shit."

After a few tense moments of that, he was close to the finish line... And then with quite a leap he was over! The poor guy almost immediately dropped to his knees panting like hell, but he'd done it. "Holy crap." Even the audience seemed impressed!

Seiya jumped to her feet, dropping her bag to the floor. Her mouth was agape and her eyes were huge as she stared for a moment, trying to process what just happened. "H-He!! HE!" She pointed at the TV, turning her stare to Greg, stumbling for words. "HE!! HEEEE!!"

"Oh!" He was surprisingly quick to action, mostly because he'd already sat up, and snatched her bag before it hit the ground and probably spilled its contents all over the place. "Yeah, looks like he won, huh? How much is the prize..?" Probably a small amount, it always was. Enough to be worth something though, so hey! "Forty thousand? Wow, well that's a lot. Like, uh, five grand USD..." Greg wasn't sure he'd run enough to almost blow his damned heart up for just five thousand dollars, but hey.

"HE DID IT!!" she finally managed, bouncing a little with excitement. Seiya flopped back into her seat shaking her head in amazement. "I told you! I believed!" She did, however, slightly pout at the prize. Didn't seem worth all the effort he'd put forth, but wow she was impressed! "That poor man though, I hope he buys himself something pretty."

"Food for a year or so, that's a pretty good deal." Greg scratched his cheek... Maybe not the full year, but it was still nice. Like getting a nice bonus from your boss, only you had to do something really crazy for it. "Really impressive though, uh, yeah. He looks dead tired." And the guy did! Everyone was giving him hugs and whatnot, but he just looked beat.

"We have this show in America I like, uh... I think it's based off one of yours, actually. It's called Ninja Warrior, I dunno if you've seen it... Like, uh, a series of physical challenges and stuff. You're supposed to beat it, and people have, but you've gotta be, like... Real fit." Greg lifted an arm like he was flexing, though he wasn't exactly a muscly dude.

Seiya saluted the TV, hoping her telepathic waves of congratulation would reach Mr. Athlete. Turning to Greg, she caught a glimpse just in time to see him flex. Mimicking him, she smirked, "We should go on Ninja Warrior! It's in my blood, we'll be fine!"

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