We all know little Taruto. Well, what can happen when all the sugar bunched up inside of him BURSTS?

Disclaimer: I do NOT own Tokyo Mew Mew.

Some jokes used in this FanFic are also used in, "Morons in Math Class [Who's more stupid, as well as jokes inspired by Chocolate Pudding-Chan

I, Random Noodlator, filmed and created, "Morons in Math Class [Who's more stupid?", although the video is unscripted.

"Mmhm, mmmmmhm!"

The whole block can hear his moaning as Taruto attempts to attain his hourly munchie. As he scavenges through the pantry, he discovers a crime, a felony even!

There were no more donuts!

"Aaaaaah! No more donuts! Kish..." said Taruto, realizing that his own friend Kisshu had eaten his very last powdered donut.

-10 minutes later-

Kisshu walked in the door, a grin on his face, not knowing the unwanted verbal inspection he is about to receive.

"Kisshu.. I thought you were my friend!" Taruto said, trying his best not to scream and act like... well, Tart!

"What? I am.. well at least I try to be your friend. What are you doing?" Kish said and he was shoved into a little bean bag chair and had a flashlight pointing at his oblivious face.

"You know what you did, now either fess up.. or face the dreadful concequences!" Tart said, trying to hide his giggle as he takes out a giant trout from his bag.

"Is that a fish stuffed in your man-purse!" Kisshu asked, with a smirk on his face.

"IT IS NOT A MAN-PURSE! It's just a bag! And he likes to be called by his proper name, Herold. Oh yeah, he's a TROUT for your information!" Tart said, while grabbing the tail of, "Herold," and slapping Kisshu across the face with it.

"Did you just--"

"Yes, I will fish-slap you until you give me answers!"

"B-b-but, I don't know what I did!" Kisshu attempted to say, then... SLAP

"Just fess up."

"No!"

SLAP

"Okay.. I'm going to give Herold a run for his money!" Kisshu screamed, taking the fish into the kitchen and throwing him down the garbage disposal.

"NO! HEROLD! I love you..." Tart cried, reaching his hand towards the mashed trout.

"Herold is fish salad now!" Kisshu said, wiping his slimey face off.

"OKAY FINE! I GO INSANE WITHOUT MY DONUTS! I KNOW YOU ATE THE LAST ONE! I KNOW YOU DID! JUST TELL ME! YOU CAN'T HIDE FROM THE TRUTH!" Taruto screamed, going bazurk because it's been a full five minutes without a donut being shoved down his throat.

"TART! Calm down!" Kish said, trying to keep within fifteen feet of him.

"WHY SHOULD I CALM DOWN!"

"Because.. YOU ate the last donut, an hour ago, and you got half of it ingraved in my carpet!"

Tart gave a surprised, yet non-beleiving look to Kish. He, looked down at his little tiny tummy, and held it with his hand.

"I DO feel an extra donut in there.. but how come I can't remember huh? Maybe you're just tricking me!" Tart screamed, trying to think of other thinks he could accuse Kish with.

"You never remember anything! Do we need to go back to the green sock incendent?" Kish yelled.

"Wow.. it's weird how all my amnesia incedents occur with the garbage disposal.." Tart thought out loud.

"Here's an idea, go to the store and get some more donuts!" Kisshu said, proud of his brilliant excuse to get Tart as many planets away from him as possible.

"Fine, but I refuse to go back to that weird place again, the mall, is that what that torture cahmber is called? That one place with the Victoria lady and her secret tramatized me for life!"

"Since when do you say anything over two sylables, "tramatized"?"

"SINCE NOW!" Tart said as he slammed the door shut on his way out.

"How could I have eaten the donught? I can't beleive it.. wait, maybe he's just, no.. maybe! I'm confused!" Tart said to himself as he approached a large red building, surrounded by humans, weird ones to! Even a hobo...

Tart managed to enter the store without confronting the hobo.. he thought he should talk to him, after he got his hourly treat!