"Skip, honey. Would you mind doing some grocery shopping for me?"

Skip voiced an "Okay!".

The girl put down her controller and turned off her gaming console. As she got up from her seat, she looked around her messy room trying to figure out where her wool beanie was.

Her bedroom wasn't too big. It was square shaped and wine-colored, her favorite color. On one corner rested her bed with lots of clothes on top and a nightstand with a small lamp. Opposite of it, her wardrobe stood tall with a built-in mirror and to its left was the entrance door. In another corner was what she called her gaming corner. There was a TV, one of her many gaming consoles and a dark blue puff. A shelf nearby was completely occupied with her games and photographic material.

Skip found her beanie resting on top of her nightstand and quickly placed it on top of her curly brown hair and stared at her reflection on the mirror.

She hated her hair curly hair. She usually spends 40 minutes straightening it (and them more half an hour to find the missing sock) every morning. Besides that, she's 16 years old, 1,60m tall, slim and she also has eyes matching her hair's color. Her eyes aren't very good, though. She has to wear glasses to correct her bad eyesight. It's not unusual to spot her walking around without them, though, as she owns contact lenses.

"Okay, I'm heading out now~!" The girl let her mother know.

The town where she lived was small but full of diversity. People from all around the world would come to visit the great green views, the big crystal clear lake and the majestic architecture of the old buildings. But the major reason for this diversity was due to a famous prestige school which resided near the lake: Tomodachi Academy and she was lucky enough to be able to enroll there. She's currently a Second Year in high school.

While she walked towards her destination, she mumbled a few words. "Why did mother have to ask me to go shopping on a humid day such as today...?" She rubbed her hands on her hair even though she knew that wouldn't fix it's puffiness. "I just hope none of my classmates spot me. If they see my hair like this, they'll mock me for sure." That's right, on top of hating her wavy hair, she was actually hiding it from her friends.

All of a sudden, a gust of wind blew stealing her beanie away. The accessory flew a few meters ahead of her, landing near someone's feet. That person, bended over to pick it and stretched her right arm to give it back.

"Welcome, little Lamb. Does this belong to you, perhaps?" The sweet voice belonged to said person. It was a girl so beautiful she could be a model, even though she looked as young as Skip. Her hair was long and burned bright red. It was done with two small buns, each on either side of her head. Her eyes were bright yellow. She was wearing a black and white dotted pin-up dress.

"You should be aware that you are now in the presence of the Almighty Cursed Child~!" The mysterious girl continued. "What might your name be?"

"Skip-chan deeeeeeeeeesu~!" Skip answered reflexively realizing afterwards what she had done. "Oh no!" She brought her hands to her mouth. "I yelled without thinking! I hope no one recognized me..." Skip looked to her left, she looked to her right and then to her left again. When she was certain no one she knew was around, she let a sigh of relief out.

"Well then Skip-chan, what are your grievances? I will gladly curse anyone you want."

"Say that again...?" Skip raised a brow.

"Yes, that's right. I am the Almighty able to get rid of anyone who might get in your way. Come, gather 'round, people! I shall make your lives better!" The girl's voice got higher and higher and a crowd began to form around both girls.

Fortunately, an older man saw what was happening and made his way to the scene.

"Hey! You again?! Get out of here!"

Upon laying her eyes on the man, the mystery girl turned over to Skip again and grabbed her chin.

"This is where I'll take my leave. But I'll see you around, little Lamb."

Skip was rather confused with the situation and thought the girl was odd, to say the least. Even then, she couldn't shake off this feeling that the girl was somehow familiar.

Obs: Like I explained on the story's description, this fic is based on the original characters the Tomodachi users created and drew. We called them Idolsonas.

Skip and Sveta are my own creations (Sveta actually belongs to another story of mine. I just adapted her for this one) but I'll be featuring other Tomodachi user's Idolsonas as well.

I won't be updating this fic as often as the others since this is purely for fun (well, the other are too, but... xD).

I hope you'll enjoy this tale and support me~! ^w^