Candy Girl
Lie: Hi, I'm back! Oh, and this is my second Fanfic! Nya!
Min: Did you enter us in this one too?
Lie: Yes, but only for a small part! Nya! For about ten minutes! Nya!
Min: I hope, that you said the truth!
Lie: ENJOY! Oh, and in this story, Pudding's Mom is Alive! Nya!
She was jumping from one tree to the other tree, like a monkey. He was hiding in a tree, watching her. Suddenly she stopped and waved towards him. He jumped down from the tree, and went towards her. "Hi, Taru –Taru, Na no da!" She smiled. He has never seen her crying, and he didn't want to. "Hi, Pudding!" He greetened. "Want some Ice cream?" He (Taruto) asked. "If you can, Yes, na no da!" She (Pudding) answered, happily. He bought her three Ice – creams and he took one. She loved Ice – cream, and he knew it. After eating, she started coughing. "Mom usually doesn't let me eat Ice – cream, na no da!" She explained, still trying to smile. But her coughing shaked her, inside and outside, so she couldn't smile. "I think you should buy some medicine." He said, looking worried. "No, it's not that serious, Taru – Taru. It's just a small cough., na no da!" She smiled, then went inside her house. "Thanks for the Ice-cream, na no da!"
It's been a few days, since he last saw her. She didn't come to swing on the trees, after the Ice – cream situation. He slowly began to worry. Just to let his worries fly away, he went to her house, to see her. He softly knocked on the house door. It only took a few seconds for Pudding's mother to come and open the door. "Hello! What can I do for you?" Pudding's mom asked. "Can I see Pudding?" He asked. "Yes, but she is very sick. The doctors are not even sure, that she will live or die." "I don't care. Can I meet her?" "If you want, go upstairs, into her room." He hurried to her room and knocked. "Come *cough* in! Na *cough* no da!" He heard a crackly voice. He slowly opened the door and went in. She was lying on her bed, her face as pale as pale could be, thin. She lightly smiled at him, but ended up coughing. "What is wrong with you?" He whispered. "I have caught *cough* fever…*cough*" She tried to smile again. "Why didn't you tell me, that ice – cream isn't good for you?" He looked really worried. "Because *cough* because, Pudding loves *cough* ice – cream!"