"Welcome!" Kira says happily, smiling cheerfully. The other Vocaloids look at her suspiciously.

"Master, just who are you saying 'welcome' too...?" Len asks suspiciously. Really, what was going on with the Master these days? Her sadistic attitude, stories...

"Just the readers/writers out there, Len-kun. Now run along and play with Rin-chan before I hurt you."

And Len leaves with a rather depressed look on his face.

"Anyways. Do I seem scary to you? I really hope not." Kira says cheerfully once more, tossing her green and blue hair over her shoulder. "So, this is the Vocaloid House! And I am their master, Kirameki! But pshh, you can all call me Kira. Like the epically awesome Death Note character."

"Awesome...?" Kaito says suspiciously, eating a slice of chocolate and strawberry short cake with Miku. "I thought she hated that Light idiot..."

Miku shrugs. "I have no idea what goes on in her mind, and I don't want to either."

"Now, the reason I have created this is because the Vocaloids seem to have way too much free time!" She says, the smile still on her face. But she cracks her knuckles. "Yesterday they did something that they regretted afterwards. After they finish their homework, they have absolutely nothing to do. So what have I done? I have created this beautiful system where they'll never have free time!"

All the Vocaloids look at her warily.

"Je-jeez..." Len says at last, a rather disbelieving look on her face.

"K-Kira-chan..." Rin says in a disbelieving tone as well. Only a few of the Vocaloids addressed Kira as 'Kira'. The others usually adress her as 'Master'.

"As long as I'm with Luka-chan, I'm fine with anything~!" Gakupo cries, flinging his arms around Luka's shoulders.

Luka immediately develops a stern look. "Get off. Right now. Idiot."

"Here, you may request anything you like!" Kira continues. "From asking Kaito to refrain from eating ice cream for a week-"

"WHAT?" Kaito exclaims, looking depressed at once. Miku shoots him an apologetic look.

"To asking Gakupo to do something to our dear Luka!"

"K-K-Kira!" Luka stammers, turning beet red and dropping the Play Station 3 box she was about to open.

"I don't mind~!" Gakupo grinned, and hugged Luka.

"Get off me!"

"You can also asked questions," Kira ignores them, and continues, "like, 'Len, DO YOU LOVE RIN!'"

"WH-WHAT?" Len says in shock, turning red.

Rin doesn't say anthing, her mouth hung wide open in shock.

"And comment, please! You can say stuff like 'DELL, I LOVETH YOU SO MUCH MARRY ME PLEAASEEEE~!' to 'KAITO, I EFFING HATE YOU SO MUCH DIEEEEEEE!'"

Kaito was on all fours. "It's always me... always me..."

Miku sweatdropps and pats his back. "Don't worry, she loves ya. She's just... weird, you know."

Kaito doesn't respond; he continues to wallow in depression.

"So please, request, ask, and comment away! Make the lives of these poor, lonely Vocaloids livlier! Please!" Kira was begging now.

"What are we exactly... your toys?" Len asks skeptically.

Kira looks at him, touching her chin for a moment. And then she nods. "Mhm."

"Why...?"

"I did create you, after all! Oh, also. You may request me to make stories, if you wish! Of any pairings! Anything!"

There was silence as everyone stares at Kira.

"I don't think..."

"Neither do I..."

They were all murmuring. Kira pretends not to be hurt, and continues.

"REQUEST, EVERYONE!" Kira yells one last time. "And, we're out!"