The sound of crumpling paper echoed in the room as Len crushed another failure and collapsed onto the desk. At least, it seemed like it. After two hours of attempted songwriting, and nothing but, the sound of failure had gotten louder, not quieter.

It hadn't gotten more bearable, either.

"Ugh. I can't think of anything! My head's blank! Dead! Empty! Broke!" With each word, Len banged his head on the desk, and shut his laptop with a snap. He'd had writer's block before, but this was so much worse. He couldn't even think of anything to say about bananas, and Len always had something to say about bananas.

He had to write something, though. Or else… well, he didn't know what, but he didn't feel like finding out, either.

Maybe Kaito-nii can help me.

Standing, Len stretched his arms above his head, and tossed his pencil onto his desk. Kaito-nii would help, or Miku would, or, as much as he hated to admit it, Rin. They were always good at helping.

---

"I'm bored." Throwing up her arms, Rin, flopped back into the couch next to Miku. The green haired girl nodded, and put her video game to the side. The two frowned together.

"We need something to do." Miku slapped her knees with her palms dramatically, and turned her head towards Rin.

Rin nodded energetically.

"Something big."

"Something awesome."

Miku prodded Rin's forehead, and the two stood.

"But… what?"

---

"LEN! OUT OF THE KITCHEN!" Meiko slammed her spoon onto the counter and then pointed it at him threateningly.

Len backed up. When Meiko was in possession of anything potentially dangerous, it was best to stand as far away as possible; which meant nearly always, but especially when she was in the kitchen.

"I was j-just looking for Kaito-nii."

Meiko lowered the spoon and sighed.

"What do you want that bozo for?"

Len studied his toes intently, and mumbled, "Icantfigerotsumthntowrite."

Slapping her palm with the spoon, Meiko raised an eyebrow and looked down at Len.

"What did you say?"

Len continued looking at his toes, but he knew he would be in imminent danger if he didn't answer Meiko. She wasn't angry yet, but she was notorious for her lack of patience. "I can't figure out anything to write."

Meiko laughed, and went back to stirring… whatever was in the pot. Len didn't really want to know.

"MIKU! RIN! LEN NEEDS YOUR HELP! And Len. Out of the kitchen. Now."

---

Within seconds, Miku, Len, and Rin were standing in a circle, and Kaito had just wandered in.

"Since last week? You're sure, Len?"

Len nodded at Miku's question. Rin hugged him, and dramatically pretended to cry.

"Oh Len, I'm so sorry!" Len pried her off, and then turned to see a very, very worried Kaito, who immediately started crying, and then hugged Len.

"Don't die Len-kun! No matter what you have, you'll get better, so don't die!"

Everyone started at him for a minute, in which Len pulled away and Kaito looked like he was about to cry again.

"Umm… Kaito-nii, what are you talking about?" Len looked up at the older Vocaloid worriedly. He was pretty dense in general, but this was a bit over-the-top.

Kaito frowned.

"Len-kun isn't sick?"

"Nooo…."

"But Rin was crying."

"I have writer's block, and she was trying to be funny."

"…Oh."

Rin slammed her fist onto the table next to her.

"Back to business! Len is stuck, and we have to help him! Who's with me?" She pumped the air with her first. Miku joined her, and Kaito followed.

There were a few seconds of silence, and then Rin slammed the table again. Len jumped, stumbled, tripped on the edge of the carpet, and fell. Without thinking, Kaito caught him, and Len slumped against his chest before getting back to his feet.

"Thanks, Kaito-nii."

Kaito smiled. "No problem, Len-kun."

Rin and Miku looked at the two for a second, and then turned to face each other with a glint in their eyes.

"Perfect."

They both grinned a very evil grin, and rushed off to who knows where. Len and Kaito looked at each other, shrugged, and headed to the living room to watch TV.
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"It's perfect! They're perfect! Everything's perfect!" Miku rubbed her palms together, and looked at Rin excitedly. The green-haired girl was practically bouncing out of her seat. Her blonde partner in crime was just as excited, but she was pacing, not bouncing.

"You're right. It's perfect. But how… aha!" Rin threw back her head and laughed a laugh that sent chills down Miku's spine.

Suddenly, Miku was very scared.