Could You Pass The Mustard:
My friend Otano and I have been staying at the Kinomiya Dojo for a while now. I had to come here and visit my pigheaded cousin, Tyson, so I askes for permission to bring a friend. Permission granted. Thank goodness. I don't know what I'd do for fun around here if it weren't for Otano. She's so air-headed. Anything is enough to entertain her. I think that's why I love her so much. She's so innocent, pure, kind hearted. She acts like child, amazed by anything, yet she's suprisingly mature.
"Mizuko," I hear a voice call. It's probably Tyson. That stupid jerk probably wants me to cook for him even though I'm on my vacation. But alas, I'm rummaging through the refidgerator, so what harm could it bring? I look towards the voice to find the blonde kid. Max? I can't seem to remember his name, or at least, I do, but I have to strain myself to remember it. Either way, the kid that Otano started to like the minute she saw him. I;m not sure how he feels about her, but I think they'd make a cute enough couple!
"Yes?" I ask him. He looks away and blushes slighly. I wonder what he wants to say? Why does he look so sad? He looks like he's longing for some kind of answer. Spit it out, but! He's just standing there playing with his fingers.
"U-um.." He sighs quietly. "Could you pass the mustard?"
A fly buzzes by...
I get an idea.
You see, I'm a very perceptive person. Let me tell you. When he said 'can you pass the mustard?' and abviously mentally kicked himself, I realized something. The fly was a bonus.
Who weighs more? I ask myself
I listen to the thumps that come from Otano's running down through the house.
Timing is everyhing.
I reach slowly into the fridge and throw the mustard, as wickedly as I can, over my shoulder.
Which weighs more? The mustard or a fly?
Otano chases the fly into the kitchen and Max follows the mustard out.
I close the fridge dorr and clap my hands together, proud of a job well done. Who else could've gotten Max to fall onto Otano?
At the kitchen entrance lays a blondy boy and my black haired friend underneath him, glowing a brilliant red shade. So is Maxie.
I leave at the room when I see his head falling to her cheek, lips ready to kiss.
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Skarmory.
Finnish date: September 20 - 2006
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