Dwahahahahah! This is my first story since my old account was de-activated. (glares at the people who reported my story...whoever they are.) It is very random, and WHATEVER.

Dis-this-disclaimer: Yeah yeah. I do not own the Tokyo Mew Mew.

Once upon a time, the all-powerful authoress (a.k.a. RK) flew down on Santa's sleigh to begin her terrible reign over the wide blue ANIME world. Why was it wide and why was it blue? Because the authoress wanted to have a no-ginger and anti-mustard club. Masaya spotted the sleigh and ran around telling everyone that the aliens were trying to make tomato soup in the sky and everyone decided it was about time that Masaya was put into one of those white padded rooms for violently insane people. So they did. And the all-powerful authoress swept all the eggshells off, the ground, causing Minto and Zakuro to run into a piece of lemon soufflé. Then, Pai decided it would be a good time to find out if candy was indeed an explosive. BUT that's not the point. What the point really is here is that Ryo and Keiichiro were having a DISTURBINGLY good time in the broom closet, and the all-powerful authoress got too much a shock when she tried to return the eggshell-sweeping broom to it, so she banished then to the realm of the chocolate coated lollipops that come alive every White Monday.

Ichigo: WHAAAAT????

RK: Now, now, Ichigo, you know I'll get reported if you talk in script form like that. And then my fic will get deleted.

Ichigo: I'm counting on it.

RK: Don't be silly. You KNOW you don't know how to count.

Ichigo: (eyes water up) You...you big meanie!!!! (goes off in search of Masaya in his padded playground so they can 'talk')

RK: (sigh) Now that ruined my story.

Kish: Like we care. (rolls eyes)

RK: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-(deep breath)-HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! DON'T DO THAT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Kish: (slightly disturbed) Do what?

RK: That!

Kish: WHAT?

RK: THAT!

Kish: WHAT???!!!!

While RK and Kish argue about what and that, Purin decides to go kick some monkey ass and bathe in caramel shampoo. Taruto pounded on the floor in anticipation for his banana split, and Zakuro broke a piece of radioactive metal on Retasu's head, having already gotten out of the lemon soufflé. And just when that piece of fake-moustache-wearing marshmallow jumped out of the shadows in nothing but a polka-dotted bow tie, Masaya escaped from the asylum covered with Ichigo-kiss-marks and started tearing out the black grass with his mouth (Masaya the cow?).

Purin: WHERE'S MY CANDY???????!!!!!!!!!!

RK: What?

Purin: My candy! You said I could have my candy if I went and kicked monkey ass and bathed in caramel shampoo! So I did it! And now I have come back for my pay!

RK: (innocently) I did? No! You must've mistaken me for someone. Besides, I don't have time to stand here and talk to you about candy. I've got a whole fanfic to manage! And-

Purin: -WHO CARES!!!!!!!! I WANT MY CANDY!!!!!!!!!!!!!

RK: (creeps off to type the next chapter as Purin has a hissy fit)

END OF CHAPTER!

Yeah, I know it was a TITCHY BIT RANDOM, but you know how I am. Don't you? Review and I might just decide to post another chapter as fast as I can. Oh, and give you a whole box of Famous Amos cookies of course...-n.n-.