DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN LUCKY STAR. IT'S KAGAMI YOSHIMIZU'S PROPERTY. THIS IS A FANFICTION. I ONLY OWN THE OC ANNIE MARTIN, PATTY'S FICTIONAL SISTER.

AN: Every time Hiyori and Annie speak, they are speaking on their mother language. If any of them change the idiom, their speech will change to bold. That being said, enjoy the fic!

Hiyori Tamura was not a shy person. She could behave well around strangers and even make friends fairly easy. Of course, she had to hold her tongue and her imagination for… Certain situations that may or may not suddenly happen before her very eyes, but it's not like she could blame herself. She was an artist, and her imagination was running wild 24/7. With such creativity wandering through her brain, any wrong move would send a huge pack of ideas to her head, and those ideas would probably become doujins or four-panels once she got home. She loved to live in a world where funny and awkward situations were so easy to find, because these real life situations were the source of her inspiration everyday.

But all of this applied for when things happened to other people. When it happened to her, well, that was another story.

When she saw herself stranded in a small dormitory with a stranger and unable to communicate with such person, Hiyori didn't find amusing or inspiring. She was quite honestly beginning to panic.

Patty said to take care of this girl. Okay, I got that. And she doesn't speak Japanese for what I noticed. Two things that I already understand. This girl is Patty's sister. Patty will back in an hour. So… I need to babysit her sister for an hour.

Hiyori and Annie were still looking at each other, trying to find something to say.

…I'll kill her once she's back.

Without many options, Hiyori spoke the first words that came to her mind.

"So… Annie-chan, was it?" She tried, forcing a smile. The confused look on Annie's face became even more confusing.

"I swear… Patty's always doing things like this…" Mumbled Annie putting both hands behind her head. The blonde looked around and sighed. "I'm sorry… What's-your-name-again, but I don't get a thing you're saying. Can't you try to speak to me? I'm sure English is way easier than Japanese."

Hiyori sighed. This was going nowhere. Well, she was glad of one thing: Annie, being American, had a good body language, so it wouldn't be hard to figure out if she was mad or happy. That's what Hiyori thought, anyway.

"Uh… Let's see… I-I not… Eh… Speak English so…" Spoke Tamura-san moving her hands to try to give more emphasis "Patty is back… In one hour! See? See?" Hiyori made the number one with her finger. She nodded nervously while moving her finger up and down. That shouldn't be so hard to understand, right?

"…Suuuuure." Said Annie. "What the heck, I thought all the countries in the world spoke English these days!"

Hiyori smile and nodded.

Yeah, she understood me alright. It shouldn't be a problem.

Satisfied, Hiyori mumbled to Patty's sister something about making breakfast since it was really early and she hadn't eaten yet. Annie only shrugged. Hiyori then went to the kitchen and started to search for food on her friend's cupboard. Annie stared at her for a while and then slowly backed away.

"So… While you assault Patty's kitchen I'll just look around, ok?" Asked the blonde, smiling innocently. Patricia said that Hiyori was her 'legal guardian', so she had to do whatever the older girl said. Since she was asking, it shouldn't be a problem, right?

"Ah… Yeah, I'll be done with breakfast in a minute!" Answered Hiyori, pointing to the cupboard. Annie nodded, still smiling. Once Hiyori turned around, her smile turned into a smirk.

"Not a problem, then…" Whispered her. One step at a time, Annie approached the hallway and then silently turned around. She was stuck on her sister's apartment, so she could very well have a good look around.

"Let's begin by your room." Mumbled the blonde. She entered Patty's room and closed the door, in case something made too much noise. She then turned around, and what she saw made her jaw drop.

Ok, Patty hadn't had the time to tidy up her room since she woke up and immediately left, but the state of her sister's room shocked even Annie, who had seen Patricia's room when it was messy before. There were clothes everywhere in the floor and on the bed and some even hanging off the fan on the ceiling. Something white with stripes was mixed with the bed sheets, so Annie wasn't sure if Patty was sleeping covered by a dress or not. On the shelves, thousands (and Annie wasn't going over the top with this), thousands of miniature dolls were placed side by side on top of huge piles of manga and anime DVDs out of order. Patty didn't have a television on her room, so Annie was guessing that every time she wanted to watch one of the DVDs, her sister had to carefully take it off the pile and bring it to the living room. How she managed to do so, however, remained a mystery to her, since it looked like if you touched anything from that shelf the entire thing would collapse.

Moving her gaze to the wardrobe, Annie spotted more weird dresses and clothes. She walked towards one of them and picked it up to have a better look.

"Does she use these things to go out? What happened to your sense of fashion, sis?" Murmured Annie, making a disgusted face. She then dropped the dress on the floor and looked around again, as if not believing that a room could be so full of useless stuff.

"So this is what living alone looks like…?" Said Annie, sweatdropping. She couldn't believe that this thought crossed her mind, but Annie, the young, irresponsible and lazy Annie Martin thought that if her older sister's apartment was like this, she could live alone today and still manage to have a much better organized dormitory than her. "Maybe mom and dad put too much confidence in you, Patty…"

The blonde walked over to Patty's bed table and opened the drawer. There were lots of pieces of paper, and Annie picked all of them.

"Well, might as well take a look on what you have here." Annie's smirk came back as she read the first one. But it vanished as quickly as it appeared. "What? Japanese? That's not fair!"

She moved to the next one, but it was also written in strange letters. As she went through the papers, her frustration grew.

"Japanese, Japanese, Japanese… Come on, where's the good old English? Staying here messed up your bra— Huh?" A small smashed paper ball dropped on the floor. Annie bent over and grabbed it, smiling when she saw it was finally in a language she recognized.

"Finally something useful!" She began to read. "Dear Annie… Huh? For me?"

Dear Annie,

Hey, sis! How are things going? Here is pretty good. I'm sorry I haven't been able to call you much these days… You know, with school and work, it gets kind of hard to focus on important things, but as soon as vacations start I'll certainly call you! So… Well, how are you doing? Wait, I guess I already asked that, heh. I don't really know what to say… I'm sending this letter to you, because I feel like if I don't start calling you or talking to you, you might start to hate me… But… This won't happen, right?

"Patty…" Annie frowned. Her sister was afraid that she would hate her…? The rest of the letter was crossed out and unreadable. Annie sighed and put it back on the drawer, together with the other papers. "That idiot…"

A knock on the door stopped Annie from thinking more about it.

"Ah… Yeah, I'll be done with breakfast in a minute!" Answered Hiyori, pointing to the cupboard. The poor girl should be hungry too. Seeing the smile on Annie's face made her relax a bit more.

This isn't so difficult… She behaves well!

Hiyori turned around and started looking for supplies. Knowing Patty, she already knew she wouldn't find almost anything, since the American had problems with shopping for food. Like she once said: "Why eat home when you have the blessings called cafés!"

And in fact, the cupboard was empty. There was only a cereal bar and a cup of instant ramen. Hiyori chuckled at that, remembering another of Patty's quotes. "Why eat food when you have the blessings called instant ramen!"

She sighed and closed the cupboard.

"This won't do… I'll have to go buy something to eat before I pass out." Hiyori looked around the kitchen. "Now, where was the spare key again…?"

The mangaka ducked and pulled the rug, but there was nothing there. Patty had once confided to her the secret place where she keeps the extra key in case of an emergency, but Hiyori's brain was low on sugar, so she was having problems remembering it.

"The fridge…? No, that's not it. Even she wouldn't be that absurd." With both hands on her hips, she looked up, thinking. "Damn it, where was it?" Her eyes suddenly picked something shiny on the doorframe and she instantly recognized the piece of metal she was looking for.

"Found you!"

Hiyori grabbed a chair and pulled it towards the door, climbing up. Her hands barely reached it, but with a lot of effort her fingers managed to brush against the key and drop it on the floor. She then jumped off the chair and picked it up.

"Gotcha." Smiling to herself, she walked off the kitchen wanting to find Annie.

"Hey, Annie-chan? I need to go out for a second, can you— Huh? Where did she go?" She looked around, starting to get worried.

Calm down. She probably went to make a tour around the house.

With that thought in mind, Hiyori walked to the hallway and took a peek in all of the doors, calling for Patty's sister.

"Annie-chan? You there? Annie-chaaaan…" She didn't want to make much noise since it was early and the neighbors would probably complain, so she whispered the girl's name. She finally reached Patty's room and knocked on the door.

"Annie-chan?" Hiyori opened the door and finally spotted the person she was looking for. "Ah, there you are! What are you doing?"

Annie turned quickly to her and got up from Patty's bed.

"Ahh… Hey! I wasn't doing anything suspicious! N-not like whatever I say will matter, but believe me!"

Hiyori giggled a bit nervously.

Whew… She's safe at least. Oh, yeah…

"Ah, Annie-chan. I will go out for a moment. Eh…" Hiyori showed her the key "I go out to… To buy food! You stay, ok?" She hoped the words she managed to remember made sense. Annie's eyes instantly brightened up.

"Sweet, you found another key!" Like a lightning, the blonde was up and the key on Hiyori's hands disappeared. The mangaka blinked and looked behind her, where Annie could be seen dashing towards the door.

Her panic came back and she turned pale.

"No! Annie-chan, come back here!" Hiyori ran after her, but it was too late. By the time she got to the living room, the American had already opened the door and left the dormitory. Hiyori's eyes were wide open and she stood there, paralyzed for a second, without knowing what to do. It took a while before she finally snapped out of her trance and realized that she couldn't lose her best friend's sister. She ran out of the place too.

…

Maybe Patty won't notice.

Chapter 2 is up! Remember what I said about the hilarious situations? Well, the begin on the next chapter. Look foward to it!

Next up: Annie Martin, on the journey to find her sister, ends up adventuring through the dangerous streets of Tokyo. Will she be able to save herself from potential dangers, like zombie otakus who think she is the embodiment of an anime character? And will Hiyori be able to find her before her best friend leaves work? STAY TUNED!

- TSL