It was a sunny day in Tokyo. Birds were chirping, and children were playing in the park. Disgusting! Tart thought to himself. How could humans be so selfish? They have everything they could ever want-and more! Meanwhile, on my planet, all we have are the bitter cold and limited food sources.
His thoughts were interrupted by another thought of the girl with golden hair and a cheerful smile, Pudding. How strange to dream of her even when he was wide awake. Even the thought of her made him blush.
No! He hated her. He wanted to see her suffer and cry. After a while of watching people do their regular shenanigans, Tart teleported back to the ship.
When Tart got back, he was greeted by the image of Kisshu and Pie playing cards. He skipped over happily, (thinking about Pudding and the cute way she skipped down the sidewalk.) "Whatcha guys doing?"
"Whoever wins this game of Go Fish gets to make the next plan to defeat the Mew-Mews." Pie said, throwing down another card.
"Go Fish?"
"It's a human game" said Kisshu.
Tart scooted next to Pie. "When you win, can I PLEASE be in your plan?" Pie didn't respond.
"Please, please, please?!" he said, shaking Pie's arm.
"Hey! Who says I won't win?" Kisshu chimed in.
"Because you're bad at human games."
"Whatever. When I win, you won't be in my plan!" Kisshu teased.
Meanwhile at cafe Mew-Mew...
Customers were demanding things here and there. Flustered waitresses were flying around tables and delivering food, while Mint just sat there sipping her lavender tea with her pinkie lifted and her chin held high. "Couldn't you just help us-just this once?" said Ichigo holding a cherry pie in her hand.
"I would, but I'm already doing so much work already, see?" she said, lifting up her tea to her lips and slurping loudly.
"Yeah, well, you-" Pudding slammed into Ichigo, causing the cherry pie she held to do a double flip and land on Table Seven.
"Well, that's one way to wait tables," said Pudding, feeling a little guilty for bumping into Ichigo.
Upstairs...
"I don't know. This doesn't seem right. The Cyniclons haven't harmed anyone or anything in a week!" said Keiichiro, staring at the computer monitor.
"I'll send Mew Pudding and Mew Ichigo out on patrol. It's not like she had anything special planned tonight," said Ryou, knowing she had a date with Masaya. Even though he denied it, he secretly loved Ichigo.
On the alien ship...
"Dang it!" yelled Kisshu, throwing his hand of cards.
"Ha! I knew you would lose!" said Tart, glad that he was right about something for once.
"I have already prepared a plan. We have to strike tonight. They sent Mew Ichigo out on patrol. We take her down, we cut the head of the bull!" said Pie proudly.
"Wait-we're killing a bull? How will this help?" asked Tart.
Pie face-palmed. "No Tart! It's a metaphor."
"Oooh, what's a metaphor?"
"Never mind."
Later that night...
"No! I can't go on patrol! I have a date tonight!" yelled the red faced Ichigo.
"Well, I think the sake of the world is more important than your little date." said Ryou, cool and collected as always.
"Ugh! Fine! Come on, Pudding!" with that, she stormed off.
Ichigo jumped from building to building with Pudding following close behind. Ugh, why does stupid Ryou have to ruin everything?! she thought to herself. Why can't- her thoughts were interrupted by a familiar voice.
" Hello, kitty cat!"