I like the title. Hehe.
James is playing with a foam pool noodle, balancing it on his foot and humming circus music while calling me nasty names. Who says men can't multi-task?
For those of you who don't know, James is my li'l brutha!
I can't remember the manager's name... Satsuki? Oh, well. I'll just call her Manager.
James wa Maid-Sama
James: I feel like going through the Portal of Epicocity.
Me: You mean the Portal of EPICOCITY!
James: *blink blink*
Me: Where do you want to go?
James: *strokes chin thoughtfully* Somewhere like Zero no Tsukaima.
Me: Lots of girls?
James: Exactly!
Me: How about Maid Latte?
James: I don't know what that is, but we should go to that place with the maid cafe.
Me: ...The one in Maid Sama?
James: Yeah!
Me: That's Maid Latte.
James: La... tte?
Me: *sweatdrop* Never mind. *throws him through portal in the bathtub and jumps in after him*
Misaki: AAAHHH!
Me: *covers James' eyes* Put a shirt on.
James: It must be good if my eyes are covered.
Misaki: *finishes dressing*
Me: *releases James* Be free, my child.
Manager: What's wrong, Misa-chan?
Me: MOE OBAA-SAN! *glomp*
Manager: *stunned* Obaa-san? *sob*
James: Hello? Adolescent boy here!
Me: Someone give him a hug already.
Misaki: *pats on his head*
James: I am disappointed. Hapetta would treat me better.
Me: Hapetta doesn't exist.
James: SHUT UP!
Usui: *peers from around corner*
Me: *nosebleed* TAKUMI-KUN! *glomp*
Usui: There is a small Australian hanging on me.
Me: I'm not that little. ): Now HE is little!
James: Say what you will. We cannot leave until I have done all that I want to do. *produces list*
Beat up Aoi.
Beat Misaki in a game of speed.
Defeat Usui in a duel for Misaki.
Touch Erika inappropriately.
Enslave the idiot trio.
Me: Yeah? Well, I have a list, too!
Make Usui Takumi fall in love with me.
Hang out with the idiot trio.
Steal some of Aoi-chan's lolita outfits.
Get Ikkun to draw a picture of me.
Steal maid outfit.
Me: Those are my conditions!
Misaki: Who do you think you are to come in here and demand things like that?
James: I'm just that cool.
Misaki: *demon form* I'LL BEAT YOU FROM HERE TO NEXT WEEK, YOU LITTLE BRAT!
James: I like forceful women. *weird eyebrow thingy*
Misaki: Eep!
Usui: Well, then it looks like we'll have to start with number three.
James: Oh, it is so on. We could've been friends, but you had to go and hit on my Misa-chan.
Me: But you like Erika.
James: Haven't you learned? I like all women! I will have them all!
Me: *shrug* I'll go find the idiots. *leaves*
Usui: So, what kind of duel are you challenging me to?
Misaki: DON'T AGREE TO SOMETHING LIKE THIS SO CARELESSLY!
Manager: Surely there's no need for fighting.
James: Very well.
{there is a long, manly discussion}
James: Okay, so you get her during school hours, and then she comes to me.
Misaki: WHAT ARE YOU TWO TALKING ABOUT?
James: What? You get weekends to yourself.
Aoi: What's going on here?
James: Perfect timing! *falcon punch*
Aoi: GYAAAAALLLAAABAAFLAAAHH!
Me: I recognise that scream! *glomp* Aoi-chan! *rips off wig* I think you look cuter as a boy since your so uke! You're just annoying as a girl.
Aoi: OMIGOSH! THERE'S ANOTHER MASCULINE WOMAN! WHY ARE YOU DRESSED LIKE THAT! YOU SHOULD MAKE THE MOST OF WHAT YOU HAVE!
Me: What I have is an awesome personality that makes me be able to do this. *parts curtain*
Idiot Trio: RIN-CHIN! IT'S YOUR TURN! COME PLAY!
Me: *joins in with video games*
Shiroyan: Uwa~! So cool!
Kurotatsu: I didn't know girls played this kind of game!
James: What kind of game?
Me and Idiot Trio: NO! DON'T LOOK!
James: ?
Kurotatsu: *shifty eyes* Nothing suspicious here.
Ikkun: Rin-chin is such a kuudere.
James: EVERYTHING IS CONFUSING AND CONFUSING IS EVERYTHING!
Me: *blush* You all compliment me too much.
Idiot Trio: DERE DERE!
Me: Okay, you can enslave them now.
James: Ninja Enslave Tactic 3! *poof*
Shiroyan: Gah! Where did the chains come from?
Ikkun: WAAAAA! The small boy frightens me!
James: *runs off and grabs Erika*
Erika: EEK!
Misaki: WHERE DO YOU THINK YOUR TOUCHING MY FRIEND!
James: *suggestive hand movements*
Me: Hurry up and beat Misa-chan at speed so we can focus on my heart's desires.
Misaki: I don't want to.
Me: We won't leave until we got what we came for.
Usui: It should be fine... *wraps his arm around Misaki's head* ...since winning against Misaki is my job alone.
James: *steam blowing out ears*
Me: I dunno. James is pretty good at speed.
JAMES VS. MISAKI
GO!
{Insert dramatic music here}
James: I win.
Misaki: A-ano...
Me: PHOTO!
…
James: Why did you say photo?
Me: I took a picture with my mind. *spits photo out* There you go!
James: Sweet!
Me: Anyhoo, Aoi must provide me with super-cute costumes.
Aoi: ...Seriously?
Me: I secretly like cutsie things...
Aoi: *turns nose up* Fine. *uses super costume-making powers to create all kinds of crazy crap*
Me: Super! And a Maid Latte uniform!
Manager: Well, we're not really-
Me: GIMME, OBAA-SAN!
Manager: WAAAAAAAAA! *throws uniform at me*
Me: Yay! Now, Usui must fall in love with me.
James: *rolls eyes* We're gonna be here forever.
Usui: And then you'll leave?
Me: Yes.
Usui: That makes things simple. *leans forward*
James: No, don't! Then I'll have to-
Usui: *kisses me*
Me: *nosebleed*pass out*
James: ...carry her home. *sigh* Come on, fatty.
Usui: Pres is all red.
Misaki: N-no I'm not!
Usui: Could it be that you're jealous?
Misaki: *smack* STUPID USUI! WHO WOULD BE?
Manager: Misa-chan.
Honoka: Yeah, pretty much.
Me: *wakes up* HONOKA! *glomp*
James: Oh, thank heavens!
Me: I have one last condition!
Everyone: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Usui: *shrug*
Me: Usui must do something funny to Misaki like always.
Usui: Like what?
Misaki: STOP GOING ALONG WITH WHAT SHE'S SAYING!
Usui: Misa-chan shouldn't tease me with such cute faces.
Misaki: *blush*
Usui: See? There it is again.
Me: Hehe. Cute. That'll do. Let's go, James.
James: One last thing. *grabs Erika* Beep beep!
Misaki: LEAVE HER ALONE!
James: Aw, you're just jealous. Beep beep! There we go.
Misaki: *eye twitch*
Usui: *pulls her away from inappropriate child*
Me: Now, we run away.
James: Cheese it!
James: Boobies.
Me: There you go, Jamie. You finally got to say it in the author's notes.
James: Moobies are man-boobies.
Me: ...You can stop there.
James: TITTIES!
Me: Stop it!
James: A'ight. That's it.
Me: Why do you say these things? Around your older sister no less!
James: You're the bottom of the barrel.
Me: Well, I hope you readers enjoyed-
James: BREASTS!
Me: SHUT UP! YOU LITTLE-
{we are experiencing technical difficulties}
James: What are more words for boobies?
Me: *smack* What if Mum and Dad read this, young man?
James: I tell them you wrote it.
Me: Traitor!
James: Okay, now go get the DVD ready. And get me an ice-cream. And make it snappy!
Me: Sexist brat.
James: No, I'm not sexist. You're just better at it than I am. It's a compliment.
Me: ...Smooth talker.