Zamukie felt something very warm next to her as her eyelids fluttered open, revealing it was very late in the day on November 1. She actually blushed, seeing it was Koru, last night had been there first time. She snuggled closer to the slumbering alien and was surprised to find the absence of a hangover, then figured that was Cy's gift to her guests.

She smiled; her friend was probably out to dinner at some place only Cy knew would be excellent as she lay in bed ready to go get a shower since it was noon. Zamukie moved silently and turned the water on, quickly getting ready for the day wearing light make-up and putting her black hair up in its customary messy bun with her bangs hanging out and swept to the left. She wore a black pin-striped shirt with quarter length sleeves and little bows on the cuffs and grey skinny jeans with black suede ankle boots. She leaned against the door, stifling a giggle as her boyfriend reached for her in his sleep.

"Mukie? Mukie?" he muttered, and she gave him a kiss on the cheek.

His eyes batted open, "Mukie? What are you doing up?" he whispered.

"It's twelve-thirty sleepy head," she ruffled his long blonde hair, and sat on his lap.

He darted up, "Holy shit!" he said and Mukie got off as he scrambled into the bathroom where she had already laid out an outfit for him.

Tomahawk sighed as he realized he had to get back to the ship, it was too early, and last night had been so much fun for him, the wedding and the night. He gave his slumbering Princess a soft kiss and started out to get picked up by the ship.

He was surprised to see Cy in her mew form standing outside of his bedroom door, "Where do you think you're going?" she asked him, a little too lightly for her normal state of mind.

"I've got to get back to the ship, why haven't you and Pai left? Why are you transformed, is there trouble?"

"No, there's no trouble, go back to bed, you're tired and I arranged for someone to take care of things for a week for you. You need a vacation, as to why I'm transformed, well, let's just say I'm willing to force you back into that room."

"Cy-"

"Look, if not for yourself, or Mint, doing it as a wedding gift for me ," he just nodded, he wasn't in the mood for a fight, "Oh, and don't think because the guards don't have powers that they can't stop you. You'd be amazed what people are willing to do if you fill their pockets," she smirked evilly.

" Thanks," he said sarcastically and went back into the room, he turned around for a moment before closing the door, and she was gone, "that was an illusion," he realized he had been duped.

Cy smiled, as she pulled Pai along towards a restaurant in a shady part of town, this worried Pai, "Lighten up, this place has been here since 1724, I love it, and the food's brilliant."

"I trust you, I just don't like the part of town we're in," he confessed.

She smirked, "Ill protect you, don't worry, besides, we'd never be able to get in if this place wasn't in the ghetto." The only reason the restaurant had actually stayed afloat was because of donations from "an anonymous source".

The illusion she had sent to keep Tomahawk at the castle returned and Pai did his best to ignore it, he was seeing some new things about Cy, and it kind of scared him, not enough to chase him off, but enough to severely creep him out.

"Cy, are you sure this is the right place?" he asked as she stopped in front of a sort of shack.

"Yeah," she pulled him in, they were both dressed on the nicer side of casual, he felt over dressed.