The Plan
WindGoddess: Hi everyone! This is my first TMM fanfic so please R&R me!!!!! (happily runs around in a little circle jingling)
Kish: O.o Why are you jingling?!
WindGoddess: Huh? (stops suddenly and trips falling on top of him and jingling like crazy) Oh yeah! I've got a bell too see. (points to collar and giggles)
Kish: Riiiggghhhttt.... Will you just get on with it already! (pushes WindGoddess off of himself)
WindGoddess: (sniffles and stands up) Fine! Be that way! (Pushes Kish to the floor and stands over him with one foot on his chest angrily) You're so mean sometimes Kish, you'll see what happens for that! Now, I demand you give the disclaimer!!!
Kish: o.O .................
WindGoddess: Oh I'm sowwy (bends down and pats Kish on the head smiling) I didn't galvanize you? Ok then I apologize. Kish, (pokes him on the nose and giggles) will you say the disclaimer for me pretty please?
Kish: Uh.. Um.. WindGoddess d-does not own this fic...
WindGoddess: I DO OWN THIS FIC DIMWIT!! It's Tokyo Mew Mew that I DON'T own! (hits him on the head and sighs)
Kish: (suddenly looks confused and grumbles something)
WindGoddess: (giggles) Galvanize means shock or excite into action if that's what you're complaining about. Anyways you can all read now, I'll see you at the end of the chapter! (lunges at Kish and hugs him tightly) Enjoy you guys!
Kish: Let go of me! And I know what g-galnize means!
WindGoddess: Riight.. You mean Galvanize! (giggles)
Kish: (Turns red and mumbles)... Shut up
Note: All the girls are now older. (Varying around 16) and may have some OOCness.
Chapter 1: Kish's bright idea
"Kish what are you doing?"
"Shush Tart! Don't be so loud." Kish whispered leaning further off the tree he was hiding in.
"Why? What are you doing up here? Hanging off a tree limb no less when you can fly." Tart stated hovering above him.
Kish turned around angrily and yanked Tart onto the branch beside him.
"Will you shut up! I'm spying ok. I'm trying to figure out what's going on! So don't you go and show yourself." He warned and turned back around to listen to Ichigo's conversation with the other girls below.
"Ugh! Even when we don't have to work you're still obsessing over that stupid old hag!?!"
"She is not a hag. Geeze just shut up already Tart! Besides no one said you had to come and follow me anyway, you're just being a nosy body again. Now shush will ya!" Kish growled waving a hand behind him for silence.
Tart crossed his arms and growled back in reply.
"Are you serious Ichigo? We REALLY get to go?!" Pudding squealed.
"Yeah all of us! And I got us in." Ichigo smiled triumphantly. "This time it was none of Ryou's special ticket stuff, it was all me." She giggled.
"Wayta go Ichigo!" Mint complimented clapping lightly. "I LOVE that ball!"
"Indeed, the Masquerade ball this year is supposed to be quite exquisite and it is extremely hard to get into, even for me. But you say you have a ticket for all of us Ichigo? Me as well?" Zakuro questioned.
"Yes, of coarse all of us. Why?"
"Well I was already given a ticket invitation to the Masquerade ball. So now we have one extra invitation." Zakuro announced slipping the paper from her pocket and waving it around. "What should we do with it?"
"Good question." Ichigo pouted.
"I know!" Lettuce smiled. "Here let me have it."
"What are you gonna do with it?" Pudding asked tilting her head as Zakuro handed Lettuce the invitation.
"I say we just leave it right here." She chimed wedging the ticket into a bit of splintered wood on the tree Kish and Tart just so happened to be hiding in.
"Because you said yourself the ball is very hard to get into right Zakuro? So by leaving it here we're giving someone else the chance of a life time if they find it! So we'd be doing a good thing for someone else rather then just disposing of the ticket. Maybe even making a dream come true for someone!" Lettuce stated happily. Clasping her hands together on her announcement of 'dream come true'.
"Yeah that's a GREAT idea Lettuce!!!" Ichigo shouted hugging the girl.
"Well now that that's settled can we go? Because it's about time for my daily tea now and we've got a lot to do if we're going to be ready for the masquerade ball in a day and a half." Mint announced. Sighing exasperatedly at the thought of all the running around they where going to have to do.
"Alrighty let's get moving then."
"Yeah!"
Kish watched everyone walk away till they were completely out of site and then leaped out from the tree grinning as he took the slip of paper.
"Excellent..."
"I can't believe you waited out here in a tree listening to all there annoying chit chat just to get that thing! And all just to get near that dumb hag! What is it anyway?" Tart complained snatching the paper out of Kish's hands and hovering above him.
"Hey give it back Tart!"
"No wait..." He argued, holding a finger up and jerking away from grasp.
A minute later Tart began laughing.
"What?"
"Kish, you do know this is a girls invitation right?" He laughed. "The ball must give invitations by gender. So if you plan on getting in with this thing you'd best be planning on dressing as a girl." Tart laughed.
"......................."
"Kish, Kish... oh come on Kish I was just kidding. Oh come on! You can't be serious! Don't tell me your really going to dress in drag for this thing...... are you?"
"Actually, that's not a bad idea..." Kish grinned grabbing a hold of Tart. "And you're going to help me!"
"WHAT!?!!!?!"
(THE DAY OF THE BALL)
"My God I can't believe I'm helping you do this!" Tart whined continuing to brush through Kish's now long lighter green wavy hair.
"Oh stop complaining, you're not the one doing it. Besides, it's the perfect plan."
"Oh really... close your eyes... and how is this the perfect plan?" Tart questioned trimming Kish's new bangs and face framers.
"Because this way I can get closer to Ichigo and spend time with her, get her to care for me like she does those other nitwit friends of hers. And like this she won't even recognize me, no one will except you of course, and Pie would but he's not going to find out, since you're not going to tell him about this or anyone for that matter! Right Tart?" Kish asserted opening his eyes to glare at him.
"Yeah fine whatever. Close your eyes! But why am I the one helping you with this anyway?" Tart interrogated now moving onto applying blush and light eyeshadow to his face.
"...Because in a way... I think you're the girliest..." Kish smirked.
"WHAT!?! I AM NOT!! AND I'M NOT THE ONE DRESSING IN DRAG HERE EITHER OK SO GET THINGS STRAIGHT!" Tart shouted shoving the blush brush back in it's place.
"Alright, alright geeze you asked. I was just giving an honest reply. No need to-"
"Just shut up..." Tart ordered, holding Kish's face still and upwards so he could concentrate on applying a glossy finish to his now soft rosy lips.
"......................"
"There, hair and make-up done, now you just need to go get dressed and you'll be just about ready to go." Tart mumbled getting up and handing Kish a large pearl white lacy dress.
"Here, I took the liberty of picking this up for you yesterday night. I've got a mask and head dress for you to wear once you're dressed too since it is a MASQUERADE Ball. I figured you could be a princess or something." He shrugged, sighing as he sat down in a nearby chair.
"You know Tart, I was just thinking... considering how forcefully you claimed you're not the girliest... you certainly know a lot about how to do all this hair and make-up stuff pretty well." Kish sneered.
"For your information there just so happens to be a lot of that stuff being taught on the lousy televisions on Earth in the place Pie bought for us to use on missions alright?! And out of boredom I go and watch it when there's nothing else to do sometimes. But aren't you one to talk Miss Prima Donna." Tart snapped glaring back at Kish.
"Besides, you better just be grateful I made you those stupid solutions so your hair would change and your ears would look human and stop messing with me...... or-" Tart grinned. "Or I'm going to tell Pie and the Mew Mews all about your little Mr. Miss prissy charade."
Kish paled a little but quickly recovered. "Alright fine! I'm grateful and I'll stop messing with you. Is that what you wanna hear? Shish just don't open your big mouth about any of this or I'll spill about your sneaking to Earth to watch T.V.! And I am NOT a Miss Prima Donna or Mr. Miss Prissy!" He argued, swiftly turning and heading off to change.
"Yeah well with such a quick turn and your hair flowing like that I'd say you are..."
"WHAT WAS THAT?!"
"NOTHING!"
After a lot of ruffling and grumbling Kish resorted to hollering out for help.
"TART, YOU DO REALIZE THAT THIS THING REQUIRES SOME SORT OF CHEST TO HOLD IT UP RIGHT?!" He growled from the other room.
"Yeah." he laughed. "Open the bag in there and try putting that on."
"WHAT IS IT?!" Kish questioned looking at the thing with wide eyes.
"I believe it's what Earthling woman call a bra. Put that on, the person I got it from said it's extra extra padded so it'll give you the 'chest' you need." Tart said sarcastically and snickered.
"WHAT?!... UGH HOW AM I EVEN SUPPOSED TO PUT THIS THING ON!?! ITS GOT ALL THESE STUPID STRAPS AND STUFF!" Kish complained making Tart laugh even harder.
After taking his time to laugh everything off while Kish was complaining Tart finally stood to go help him, still snickering.
In a matter of minutes Tart had succeeded in easily and successfully clipping the bra together and putting it on Kish who was eyeing him suspiciously as he pulled the dress up over his chest.
"Did you get this 'talent' from the television as well?..."
"Shut up..." Tart grumbled getting flustered and tightening the straps.
"OW! Not so tight!"
"Then stop messing with me!" He growled
"There, now tie those then come out and see me for the last few things." Tart announced begining to walk back out of site.
"Wait!"
"What?"
"Zip me up?" Kish requested, a bit of a blush on his face.
Tart sighed rolling his eyes as Kish spun around for him to do so and once done, turned around and left the room.
"Hey Tart can I ask you something?" Kish asked finishing up his ties and walking out to his fellow alien.
"What now?"
"Why, ON EARTH can I HARDLY SEE MY HANDS!?!" Kish shouted waving his arms back and forth frantically. The ruffled sleeves which belled out at his elbows around his hands swaying back and forth chaotically with each movement.
"Because it just looks good ok. It's supposed to be a pretty style. Now will you just come here and stay still so I can put on this head dress and adjust a few things! If we don't hurry you'll be late!" Tart argued snatching one of Kish's frantic waving hands out of the air and yanking him over to a chair grumbling.
"You're just lucky Pie is away right now and won't be back for a few days..."
"Just shut up and finish, I'm getting tired of sitting..."
END OF CH1
WindGoddess: There first chapter up! YAY!!! I was gonna make it longer but figured I should get started first.
Kish: -.-; I don't like you...
WindGoddess: Awwww, whyyy?! ;.; (sniffles)
Kish: You have me dressing in DRAG?!?!?!
WindGoddess: (giggles and wraps arms around him) Aww come on, it's not THAT bad. Besides, I'm sure Tart had fun trying out everything he learned. You kept him busy, right Tart? So be happy.
Tart: (turns red) Just leave me alone! Why won't anyone just stop messing with me and leave me alone?! (walks off angrily)
Kish: Now look what you did!
WindGoddess: What? I didn't do anything but say what's probably true. If you want to say 'look what you did' then fine I will do something! (snaps fingers laughing)
Kish: (Looks down) You didn't?! 0.o
WindGoddess: I DID!!!! HAHAHAHAHA
Kish: (sighs looking down at his chest, dress, and now long light hair pooling around himself) ;.; You're so unfair...
WindGoddess: (hugs and plays with his hair) You know you love me! Well please read and review me everyone and tell me what you think. If I get reviews I'll update. K! Layter! (huggles Kish and runs after Tart pulling him with me) Come on Kish, perk up! Me and Tart will have so much fun making you over!
Kish: Help me...