DISCLAIMER: I own nothing. Literally. ask my parents. I own a total of a skirt, two pairs of pants, a few Anime videos, and a few shirts. That's it. No money, no nothing. Why sue? If you sued me for every penny I'm worth, that's all you'd get. Pennies. (HB owns JQTRA; Toei, Wep, Trendmasters own Voltron (toys that is) TITLE: Berry Picking AUTHOR: nikita E-MAIL: nikita@snet.net ; nikita_c_l@yahoo.com CATEGORY: P(ast) RATING: PG at the most. Little Jon-boy says a mild curse (heaven forbid!) ARCHIVERS: If you want, It's fine by me. Just tell me so I can go visit your site. ^_^ AUTHOR'S NOTE: The timeline in this is kinda screwed up. When I wrote over the summer, I compared Jonny's age to that of my cousin's age who is now 17 or 18, being that JQTRA came out in like, '96 was it? *blech* I'm so bad at dates. I just noticed it when I looked at my referral to Voltron Action figures. Just needed to kinda clear that up. Also, don't you think Jonny was just the CUTEST little kid? That was the basics, right? Okay. Now on with the fic! JQJQJQJQJQJQJQJQJQJQJQJQJQJQJQJQJQJQJQJQJQJQJQJQJQJQ Berry Picking by: nikita "But Da-ad!" Jonny begged. "We go picking fresh berries EVERY year!" Benton Quest looked down at his young son and couldn't help but smile. He never forgets tradition, does he?* Benton thought to himself. Jonny just stood there, glaring and pouting at his father. "I'm sorry, Jonny," Benton sighd, "but we promised Race we'd pick up his daughter at the airport. Maybe we culd go berry picking tomorrow." "But then SHE'D have to come along!" "It would all depend on what Race and Jessie are doing tomorrow." "This sucks." "Hey! Watch that mouth young man. Now, come on so we can get to the airport." JQJQJQJQJQJQJQJQJQJQJQJQJQJQJQJQJQJQJQJQJQJQJQJQJQJQ Benton and Jonny Quest waked into the airport and headed towards Gate 57A. Jonny's eyes wandered around the airport as the father made their long treck to Gate 57A. "Hey, Pop! Look!" Jonny shouted with excitement as he tried to pry his small hand from his father's larger, older hand. "That gift shop has Voltron toys! Can I get one? Please?" "Jonny, don't you already have the whole line of Voltron toys?" "Yeah, but if I get doubles, then I can play Good Voltron vs. Bad Voltron!" "I don't know if all that violence is good for you {Authors Squawk- HAA!! I just HAVE to laugh there} Now come on. Jessica's plane has already landed." After about 5 minutes more of walking, Benton and Jonny finally reached Gate 57A. A flight Attendant stood next to an unmistakable redhead in the waiting area next to the gate. The little girl had what looked like a tag around her neck and was cautiously avoiding the irritated glare of the flight attendant. "I'm sorry we're late, Miss. It took us forever to walk down here. Hi, Jessica." "Well," the woman huffed, "We landed 15 minutes ago and I was ready to leave, loose my job or not." The woman glanced at the tag around Jessie's neck and finally asked, " Are you Dr.... Benton Quest?" "Yes, I am. Jessica is my bodyguard, Race Bannon's, daughter. He couldn't pick her up so he asked me to d it." "Somewhere in-between a back and forth fight between Benton and the flight attendant, Jessie managed to fit in greetings to Jonny and Dr. Quest. Jonny tried to ignore Jessie, positive that having a girl as a friend was the worst thing on earth. JQJQJQJQJQJQJQJQJQJQJQJQJQJQJQJQJQJQJQJQJQJQJQ Back at the compound, Benton, Jonny and Jessie walked to the door, unlocked it, and stepped inside. "Ponchita!" Race Bannon bounding in to the front hall to Jessie. "C'mere, you!" "Daddy!" Jessie ran into her fathers awaiting arms as Benton and Jonny left the room. "Hi Hadji." Jonny said glumly as he walked into the room they shared. "Hello, my friend" {Author struggles not to change original format of story *___*} Hadji chided happily to Jonny. "Is something the matter?" "Why does she have to come now? Pop and I were supposed to go berry picking today. Now she'll probably have to come with us tomorrow." "Well, Jonny, why do you not just try to make friends with her? You have known each other long enough to stop constantly fighting." "But she's a girl!!!" "And don't you think at seven you're old enough to finally over look that fact?" "No." "I give up. You know, Jonny, even a thousand mile journey begins with one step." "What does that mean?" "I'm not sure. Pasha told it to me once. It seemed appropriate." "Fine. I'll go talk to her." JQJQJQJQJQJQJQJQJQJQJQJQJQJQJQJQJQJQJQJQJQJQ Jonny found Jessie outside in the garden playing with Bandit. The sun bounced off her hair as she happily played with the little dog. {Gafaw... that sounds like something I'd write in an HR fic} "Hi, Jonny." Jessie calmly said, not even looking up from Bandit. Jonny hesitated a moment, wondering how Jessie knew he was there. *She must get it from Race* he thought to himself. "Hi, Jessie. I was wonderin' if I could ask you something." "Mhmm?" "Why do you have to come here?" "Because my father's here." "So??" "I dunno." She finally looked up from Bandit and stared straight into Jonny's eyes. "But it's not like I like coming here." She stuck her tongue out at Jonny and ran, knowing that once her figured out she insulted him he would start chasing her. Jessie ran to the back door of the compound and slammed the shut on Jonny's nose. "Hey, Ponchita. Where's Jonny?" Race picked her up and gave her a hug as he passed bye. "Well," Jessie giggled, "Jonny said he wanted more space so I locked him out side." Suddenly a cry was heard from outside the back door. Race slowly opened the door to reveal a screaming Jonny who was holding his nose. "She boke my node!! She boke my node!!" "I'm sure she didn't mean to, did she?" Race looked condescendingly down at Jessie, who just looked away from his eyes with a look indicating she knew nothing about the event that just took place. "Jonny, c'mere." Race instructed. Jonny got up from the threshold and walked over to Race, nose bleeding and all. Race inspected the nose and brought Jonny into the downstairs bathroom to fix his 'battle wounds'. "Well, nothing's broken, kiddo, but you are gonna have one heck of a honker when ya wake up tomorrow mornin'." "Dis id all your fauld!" Jonny glared at Jessie as she sheepishly turned away. "I'm sorry, Jonny." Jessie cried as she ran upstairs to room, slamming the door behind her. JQJQJQJQJQJQJQJQJQJQJQJQJQJQJQJQJQJQJQJQ The next day Jonny got up and went downstairs for breakfast. When he got to the kitchen, Jessie wasn't there. "Where's Jessie?" Jonny asked, looking around the kitchen with wandering eyes. "I think she's still in her room. Race, didn't you wake her up?" Benton looked up from his science section of the paper to Race, who had his nose buried in the sports section. "Yup. 'Bout an hour ago, I suppose." Race replied, not once looking up from the paper to Jonny, knowing he'd laugh at the swelled up nose. Jonny slowly walked back up the stairs, finally ending up at the door to Jessie's room. Hesitantly, Jonny knocked on the door. No answer. He knocked again. No answer. "Jessie. I'm... uh... well..." he stuttered as he leaned against the door. "We'll, I'm sorry about yesterday and all. You know, when you broke my nose and I got upset. Well... I'm sorry, and, well, it's okay by me if you stay here, if you want." Jonny started heading towards his room when Jessie's door opened. "Is it really okay with you?" Jessie looked at Jonny with wide eyes, desperately trying not to laugh at his swollen nose. "I guess... I mean, It's not like it's really my choice..." "Hey Jonny, I got a question." Jonny looked up from the spot on the floor that in the past few moments he'd managed to memorize. "Do you have a Voltron?" Jonny smiled. "Yeah! Do you? I've been wanting to play good Voltron vs. bad Voltron for ages, but my dad wouldn't let me get another." Jonny was about to run and get his Voltron when looked at Jessie. "Hey, Jess?" "Yeah?" "Um, do you want to go berry picking with my dad and I?" It was Jessie's turn to smile. "You sure?" "Yeah, I guess." "Sure." ~FIN~ (finally) Comments? Questions?? More sheep for my collection? Send 'em here!! - nikita@snet.net or nikita_c_l@yahoo.com a Berry lovin' nikita #1Dimitri groupie Director of search for W.A.R ****************************** Quotes of the how-ever-long-until-I-feel-like-updating "The good news is, we found your daughter. The bad news is we dropped a warthog on her." "In the words of my generation, UP YOUR'S!" Brownie points if you can tell me where these are from! Scenes I'll always love! Dimitri: Do you have anything better than this?? Anya hands Dimitri a stick of dynamite D: That'll work!! (later) What do they teach in those orphanages? If you can't tell me whats that from I'll sick rabid squirrels on you! Quote I completely disagree with for all eternity "The fruit dosen't fall far from the tree" This is untrue. If the tree is on a hill side or on the edge of a cliff, the fruit could fall very far from the tree. ******************************************* ICQ: 5363498 E-Mail: nikita@snet.net ; nikita_c_l@yahoo.com Visit nikita's seclusions (not fully running) http://members.spree.com/SIP/nikita279 ******************************************************************** * The Jonny Quest mailinglist jq@edc.ml.org * ******************************************************************** * To unsubscribe, send an e-mail to: majordomo@edc.ml.org * * with the message: unsubscribe jq subject is ignored * ********************************************************************