If there was one thing Ami and Yumi were good at, it was music. Ami knew this, as she slept still in her nightgown in her hot pink bed. She was always dreaming of stardom, the glory of being a rock star. Ami realized her dream was not yet reality, but it was close. She did not know what was in her way, but it must be fast approaching. She was, however, content with her current stardom, always the optimist.
She heard a small creak coming from the kitchen of her tour bus. She awakened, yawning and stretching, adjusting her pink pigtails and flower in her hair. Ami put on her go-go boots, just in case of burglars. While Ami was an optimist, she didn't feel secure in her unprotected tour bus. Who would guard her, Kaz? She walked into the kitchen, and saw Yumi.
"Yumi, it's four in the morning, what are you doing?" asked Ami to the purple haired girl she knew as Yumi.
"Making chocolate pudding." Yumi responded. She stirred the pudding in the pot.
"Yumi, it's four in the morning. What could you possibly be making chocolate pudding for?"
"Because I can't sleep. Kaz told me about this battle of the bands thing. It's going on next month. We need this gig, Ami. It could take us to stardom."
"Ah! Against who?"
"Many have already signed up. There's one we really must worry about, however." Yumi took a spoonful of her chocolate pudding, placing it into her mouth, looking to Ami. "They're called 'Sex Bob-Omb'. They have already gotten some stardom out of this gig. May be hard to beat." She continued stirring the pudding.
"We better practice, Yumi. If this is as important as you say, Puffy AmiYumi could be raised into international fame!"
"Well, the gig is at Madison Square Garden. Big place, and may be a long drive. I guess we can practice on the way there, as well."
"We will begin practicing at noon. May I have your pudding, puddin'?" Ami smiled.
Yumi handed the bowl and spoon to Ami. Ami scooped a spoonful of pudding, and licked it. "Good pudding. Maybe you should try some more!" Ami exclaimed. She took another spoonful and flicked the spoon at Yumi. The pudding hit Yumi's nose, and Yumi looked down and sighed as Ami giggled. "I think we should share. I guess I'll be generous, though." Yumi forcefully took the bowl from Ami and lifted it over Ami's head, pouring it on her pink hair as Ami softly screeched and widened her eyes. Yumi grinned, dusting her own hands off by clapping them together.