Nonsense
It was quite quiet in the Café. It was very quiet in the pink Café. So quiet, all you could hear was the tap of, feet and clank of plates. It was actually quite nice, no arguments going on between Ichigo and Minto, no plates breaking, just quiet and a few faint noises. This pleased Ichigo. At a time like this, working was almost well, enjoyable. Oh, but it didn't last long.
" Want to see a new trick Na no da?" Shouted Pudding, a ball next to her, and plates under arm.
Ichigo sighed, and everyone turned their attention to the small child.
"I will balance on a ball balancing plates, while breathing fire," she paused dramatically then continued, "While dancing Na no da!" With that, Pudding leapt into action. She indeed, did balance on the ball, dancing, and balancing plates, and was taking a breath most likely to breathe fire, when Ichigo intervened.
"Pudding, get down!" she scolded standing in front of Pudding defiantly. Pudding opened her mouth to say irritably,
"Hold on Ichigo Nee-Chan" but what came out was… fire… and now Ichigo stood in front of her singed.