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Musha Retsuden
Superior Defender World Series
by Cybertoy00

   My first SD Gundam Force fic! Four teams, representing the four nationalities of SD Gundam Force, play baseball against each other! Zako zako!

Chapter 8 - Chapter 9

Superior Defender World Series
9. Who's on first!

The end game awards show was fantastic. You should have been there. The captains of each team, with the exception of the Devils, accepted their trophies from Cybertoy00(who wasn’t actually there- this one was a robot double). Whereas The Paladins and the Yamatos received decorative plaques, the All-Stars got a big golden cup. After which, Cy, via his robot double, made a long boring speech, punctuated by attempts at cuteness and humor.

Then the party really kicked off.

Someone put on Sunrise by Puffy AmiYumi, and the celebration went into full gear. At one point, some crazy girl charged in firing a beam rifle off, but was incapacitated by security and thrown out. The real highlight was when Amuro Ray, famed Gundam Pilot, stopped by to call a tow truck; his car had a flat tire.

It was loud, it was wild, it was crazy, and it kept on getting louder, wilder, and crazier!

At least until the police appeared and shut it down.


The next morning, Shute and Captain admired the 1st place trophy the team had won in Neotopia park.

“Oh! Shute! Captain!”

The two aforementioned ones turned to see Zero, Bakunetsumaru and Princess Rele coming their way.

Shute waved them over. “Hey, guys!”

The pair and trio met, and began to converse.

“How’re ya doing?” Shute asked.

Rele sighed in a purely maidenly way. “I still feel the effects of last nights celebration, but other than that, I am fine. One thing does puzzle me…”

Shute gave her a blank look. “What?”

“Why is it,” She began, “That my team and Bakunetsumaru’s received these plaques for second place?”

“Oh, is that all?” Shute laughed.

“Since the Devils admitted to have been cheating,” Captain explained, “The team was disqualified from the SD World Series, so your teams won second place by default.”

“Don’t forget the best part!” Shute grinned.

“The best part?”


Armed with futuristic mops, Zapper Zaku, Grappler Gouf, and Destroyer Dom were at work, cleaning up the now-wasteland that was used for the party. Genkimaru trotted by, his arms loaded with riceballs.

“You guys missed a spot.”

Zapper synthesized sounds more commonly associated with a volcano about to erupt.


While Shute and Rele talked, Bakunetsumaru took Captain aside.

“Captain, I want to learn more about this sport,” the Musha began, “Can you help me?”

“What do you want to know?” Captain wondered aloud.

Well,” Bakunetsu’ began, “You could tell me the names of players on an actual baseball team, like the St. Louis Wolves.”

“Oh, that sounds within my limitations,” Captain said, “But, you should know baseball players have peculiar names now.”

“Funny names?” Bakunetsumaru didn’t understand.

“Yes, like Dizzy Dean, his brother Dally Dean-”

“And his French cousin”

“French?” Captain didn’t understand.

“Goofe’ Dean!” Bakunetsumaru laughed.

“I see,” Captain chose to ignore this, “Shute told me the names and positions of the St. Louis team. Who’s on first, What’s on second, I Don’t Know’s on third-”

“Wait a minute, Captain,” Bakunetsumaru interrupted, “Maybe I didn’t hear right. Could you say that again?”

“Who’s on first, What’s on Second, I Don’t Know’s on third-”

“Captain, could you just tell the names of the players!” Bakunetsumaru was starting to get angry.

“I’m trying to, but you keep interrupting.”

“Just tell me who’s playing first!”

“That’s right.”

“What’s right!”

“No, what’s on second.”

“I’m not asking you who’s on second!”

“Who’s on first.”

“I don’t know.”

“He’s on third.”

Bakunetsumaru decided to try another tack. “When the players get paid, who gets the money?”

“Every dollar of it.” Captain answered, as if it was the simplest thing in the world…and it could’ve been.

“Who gets the money?” Bakuetsumaru was beginning to lose hope of finding sense in this discussion.

“Of course he does, he’s earned it.”

“Who’s earned it?”

“That’s right.”

“What’s right?” Bakunetsumaru’s infamous tempered flared up again.

“No, What’s on second.” Captain couldn’t see why the samurai was being so unreasonable.

“I’m not asking you who’s on second!” Bakunetsumaru began to feel a sense of deju vu.

“Who’s on first.”

“I don’t know!”

“He’s on third.”

“How did we get on third?”

“You said his name.”

“I…!” Bakunetsumaru’s words degenerated into angry gibberish. By the time he calmed down, a large had begun to form, Shute, Zero, and Rele at the helm of it.

“Could you just tell me the name of the first baseman?” Baku asked wearily.

“Who.” Captain answered.

“The man on first.”


“The man playing first!”

“Bakunetsumaru, Who is on first.”

“Just tell me what’s the man’s name!”

“No, What’s on second base.”

“I’m not asking you who’s on second!”

“Who’s on first.”

“I don’t know!”

“He’s on-”

“THIRD BASE!” Bakunetsumaru yelled suddenly.

“Bakunetsumaru, you should calm down.” Captain said, attempting to pacify the samurai(Hey, that rhymes!).

Bakunetsumaru breathed heavily as he eyed Captain with disdain. “Does St. Louis have an outfield?”

“Of course they do.” Captain answered, relieved that the Musha Gundam was calm.

“The left fielder’s name?”


Bakunetsumaru felt a vein pop. “I don’t know,” He gritted, “I just thought I’d ask you.”

“I just thought I’d tell you.”

“Then who’s on left field?”

“Who’s on first!”

“Stay out of the infield!”

“Don’t mention any names there.”

“I just want to know, what’s the name of the left fielder!”

“What’s on second base.”

“I’m not asking you who’s on second!” Bakunetsumaru was slowly going beyond ‘upset’.

“Who’s on first.”

“I don’t know!”

“Third base!” Captain and Baku cried in unison.

“Take it easy.” Captain soothed.

“All right, I’m fine,” Bakunetsumaru reassured his friend. “Now, could you tell me the left fielder’s name?”

“Why.” Captain answered.

“Because!” Baku’s temper was back in full swing.

“Oh, he’s centerfield.” Captain replied, misunderstanding. That alone cooled the samurai momentarily.

“St. Louis have a pitcher?” he asked at last.

“Of course they do.” Captain answered.

“Could you tell me the pitcher’s name?”


THAT threw Bakunetsumaru. “Why can’t you tell me today!”

“I’m telling you.”

“Go ahead!”


“Fine. What time?”

“What time?” Captain was perplexed.

“What time tomorrow are you telling me who’s pitching?”

“Listen,” Captain said sternly, “Who is not pitchin, Who is-”

“I’LL SNAP YOUR ARMS OFF IF YOU SAY WHO’S ON FIRST!” Bakunetsumaru roared. The force of his roar had Captain stepping back.

“Then why ask?” Captain was getting confused.

“Just tell me what’s the name of the pitcher!” Baku was beginning to sound desperate.

“What’s on second.” Captain replied.

“I don’t know.”

“Third base!” the two gundams said at once.

Bakunetsumaru glared at Captain. “The catcher’s name?”


“Today. And tomorrow’s pitching.”

“NOW you’ve got it.” Captain sounded pleased.

“Yes, that’s it,” Bakunetsumaru said, more to himself than to anyone else. “St. Louis has a couple of days on the team, that’s it. Nothing to get upset about.”

“Are you alright?” Captain was now sincerely worried for Baku’.

“I’m a good catcher, too, y’know.” Bakunetsumaru sounded slightly subdued. THAT can’t be good…


“Do you think I could play for St. Louis?”

“Maybe.” Captain felt it best to agree with him, in this state…

“Well, if I’m catching, and Tomorrow’s pitching, he throws the ball, and the batter, he- he bunts the ball-”


“He bunts the ball, and since I’m such a good catcher, I want to get the guy out at first base, so I pick up the ball and throw it to who?”

“By jove, I think he’s got it!” Zero didn’t understand much of what was said, but he for one was enjoying it!

“I DON’T EVEN KNOW WHAT I’M TALKING ABOUT!” Bakunetsumaru screeched, his calm demeanor gone with the wind.

“Well, that’s all you have to do.” Captain replied, having adapted to Bakunetusmaru’s temperament.

“Is to throw it to first base?” Bakunetsumaru asked, his latest fit having winded him.


“then who catches it?”

“Naturally.” Captain assured.

“Naturally?” Baku’ wanted to be sure.


“Okay, I pick up the ball, and I throw it to Naturally-”

“No you don’t,” Captain cut in, “You throw it to first base.”

“And then who gets it?” Baku’ asked.


“Okay,” Bakunetsumaru tried again, “I throw the ball to Naturally.”

“No!” Captain groaned, “you throw it to Who!”


“Well, that’s it. Say it that way.”

“I HAVE been saying it that way!”

“No you haven’t.”

“I said I’d throw it to Naturally!” Hear that? That’s Baku’s blood pressure rising…

“No, you throw it to WHO.”



“So I throw it to first base and Naturally gets it.”

“No! You throw the ball to first base-” Captain began-

“And WHO gets it? Bakunetsumaru finished, a little hot under the collar…and in the face.


“That’s what I’ve been saying!”

“You’re not saying that.” Captain said, in a tone used to give orders.

“I throw the ball to Naturally!” Baku growled, in tone reserved for mutinous officers.

“You throw it to Who!”


“Naturally. Now say it that way.” Captain said, calming down.


“Bakunetsumaru, will you calm down?” Captain partly pleaded. And it was such a peaceful day…

“I throw the ball to first base-“ Baku’ began-

“And Who gets it.” Captain finished, and awaited Bakunetsumaru’s reply. The Musha Gundam didn’t answer at first, as an inner battle seemed to be waging, from the look of his facial expression.

“HE BETTER GET IT!” Bakunetsumaru finally bellowed, releasing his pent up rage.

“Now don’t get excited, calm down,” Rele said in soothing tones. That last yell had probably knocked off a few years of her life…

“Hmmphf.” Bakunetsumaru fumed, unable to look anyone in the face. Finally, he was able to speak again. “Alright, I throw the ball to first base, whoever this man is drops the ball, so he picks it up and throws it to What, What throws it toI don’t Know, I Don’t Know throws it back to Tomorrow---a triple play.”

“It could be.” Zero conceded.

“Another guy steps up, and it’s a long fly to Because. Why? I don’t know. He’s on third, and I don’t care!”

Shute’s face lit up in a wild grin. “What was that?”

“I said, I don’t care!” Bakunetsumaru folded his arms and pouted.

“Oh,” Shute said ‘innocently’, “That’s the shortstop!”

WHAM! Zero and Bakunetsumaru facefaulted!

Laughing, Shute yelled, “Anyway, everyone, for the future of baseball and the gundam franchise-”



Credits; Superior Defender Gundam Force and Gundam in general belongs to Bandai, Who’s On First belongs to Abbot and Costello. Charon belongs to herself, and everyone else belongs to me!

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