Disclaimer: TMM belongs to Mia Ikumi. I'm not her.
It had been a long day at Café Mew Mew. Pudding was grateful to throw her dish-wiping rag into the laundry pile before she returned home. "Home for the long grind… but Tartar will be there!" she reminded herself cheerfully.
Pudding skipped up the doorstep, slid the key into the lock, and twisted the key to open the door. "Heicha, Honcha, Hanacha, Ruucha, Chincha, Tart, I'm—"
The words flew out of her mouth, then she realized that the kids were quiet and still, and Tart was no where to be seen. On top of all of that, Ron Yuebin was sitting on her couch, with the air of having been waiting for her.
"Hello, Miss Pudding."
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A/N-short chappie, a bit of a prologue. Like it or no so far?
