Halloween Event Story
~Fluffy Blast Racing~
Chapter 1: Work
Chapter Index
???: Iii! I!
???: Mii, mimi...
???: Tomama!
<Stop! Don't break any more stuff!>
???: ~~~!!!
???: Tomama!
<Damn it!>
???: Minana...
<It's almost like they can't
even hear us...>
???: Haruru..!
<If this goes on, we cottons
will lose our home..!>
???: Minana... Mina...
<The dusts are laying waste to
our Desert Colony... But what can
we do to stop them..?>
???: Torara... Tora..?
<Speaking of which, wasn't there
a colony that the dusts left alone?>
???: Haruru, haru...
<I've heard about that, too.>
???: Mina... Minana...
<I believe it was Colony 17...>
???: Tora, torara..!
<Let's go ask them how they stopped
the dusts, then!>
???: Minana... Mina..!
<That does sound like a good idea...>
- - - -
???: Yes... yes.
You're absolutely right.
???: ........
???: I'm terribly sorry about
that. Yes, goodbye...
Click
???: Was that the customer
from the other day?
???: Another complaint? It sounded like
they were talking your ear off, Minami.
Minami: ...Toma. You did another
one of your "extra" paintjobs,
didn't you?
???: Ugh, again? I bet it had
that lame lightning pattern.
Toma: Yeah, I did! And it's not
lame! That car wouldn't have looked
nearly as cool without it!
Minami: I hate to break this to
you, but the customer thought it
was tacky, as well.
Toma: Whaaat!?
Minami: Because of that, we'll only
receive a portion of our asking price.
Try not to let your fixations get in the
way of following the order next time.
???: P.G. Garage is just a side
hustle we use to fund our racing
careers, remember?
???: None of us wanna miss the
next race just because we're too
broke to participate.
Toma: M-my bad... I'll be more
careful next time...
???: That's what you always say,
and then you do it again anyway.
Minami: He's not the only one
at fault, Haruka.
Haruka: Huh?
Minami: You need to stop repairing
every little thing that's put in
front of you.
Minami: The fact that you keep
fixing things free of charge is
just as bad for our business.
Haruka: Urk... I'll try
not to...
???: Didn't you install some kind
of weird features in those windshield
wipers someone ordered, Minami?
Minami: You mean the music player?
I thought it'd make for a wonderful
addition, especially when driving
in the rain.
Toma: The customer returned those
wipers because they were creepy!
Minami: Oh, did they? It's a
shame they had to be such a
killjoy, I suppose.
Toma: Torao, didn't you drive
a customer away with all your
recommendations?
Torao: The one who backed out on
a contract because they didn't realize
what a great value they were getting?
That wasn't my fault.
Haruka: We're ALL screwing up!
Can we really make it to the
next race at this rate?
Minami: As of right now, we don't
have nearly enough funds for the
entry fee.
Haruka: And what are we
gonna do about that?
Toma: We can't get our long-awaited
victory if we don't even have the
money to race...
Torao: Don't we have a pending
order right now?
Haruka: Ah, the fully customized
car? We'll probably get a bunch of cash
for that once we complete the job.
Minami: Yes, if we get it to its
owner safe and sound, the payout
should cover all our losses so far.
Toma: We'll have the money
to race!
Torao: As long as we don't
mess up, that is.
Minami: All it needs is
the paint...
Minami, Haruka, & Torao: .........
Toma: Y-yeah, yeah! I'll stick
to the order! ...I will...
Haruka: You don't sound too
confident about that.
Toma: It'll be fine, trust
me. I'm a man of my word!
Minami: Our future depends
on you, Toma.
Customer: Excuse me! I need
a mechanic...
Torao: Oh, a customer.
Minami: Let's get back
to work.
To be continued...
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Another event story incoming! I’ll probably take a small break from card translations to post a chapter of this daily until it’s done!
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A Young Kashmiri lad Iftikaar Bhatt, with shoulder length hair and wearing the traditional Kashmiri Pheran, approached the dreaded Hizbul Mujahideen in Shopian, Kashmir sometime during 2003.
When asked why he wanted to fight the Indian army, he threw the choicest expletives at the army in chaste kashmiri, whom he held responsible for his brother's death during a stone pelting incident.
When his story checked out, he was taken to Pakistan for further training.
Unlike other recruits this young lad displayed outstanding initiative and religious zeal and was promptly marked for further leadership and ideological training.
He was finally given a chance to cross the LOC and carry out an attack on an Indian army Outpost.
In an unprecedented move, he was deputed directly under Abu Sabjar and Abu Torara(war names), Commanders of Hizbul Mujahideen with decades of effective insurgency experience under their belt, for further grooming and leadership training.
2004- He convinced both that he can carry out an attack on the army outpost causing maximum damage. He took them to a vantage point and detailed his plan, impressing them both.
Abu Sabjar though had a doubt on how this young guy can plan a military attack so meticulously and started asking him questions about his background and story.
Sensing the distrust the young lad gave them his AK47 and said they can shoot him if they don't trust him and walked a couple of steps away, pulled out his Tokarev 9mm pistol and shot them both Dead - two to the chest, one to the head.
Hallmark of an Indian army Para SF operator.
The two terrorist commanders didn't know what or who hit them.
Iftikaar Bhatt picked up all the weapons walked to the nearest army camp.
His real name was Major Mohit Sharma, 1 Para SF,(Madras Regiment) Indian army.
This officer laid down his life in cordon and search operations in Kashmir in 2009. His last words to his 2IC was, "Make sure not one escapes the net. The tree of liberty must be refreshed from time to time with the blood of patriots & tyrants. it is it's natural manure."
Jaihind 🇮🇳
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