Chaos: Hello once again! Did you find the last chapter interesting? Did it strike the sleuth nerve that lies dormant in us all? Were you itching to find out what happens next? Well, the wait is over! Here is the next chapter of The Ice Cream Thief!
Author: Who the devil are you talking to?
Chaos: Uh, the readers?
Author: Well, can you keep it down? I'm writing over here.
Chaos: Writing what?
Author: The third chapter!
Chaos: Oh. Yeah, you keep doing that… and, uh, I'll be over here. So anyway guys, here you are! And for the second time, disclaimer! Yeah, none of the Vocaloids (or Utaus, for that matter) belongs to either me or my cranky friend. So, yeah, that stuff last chapter about suing me? Please don't. Other than that, enjoy!~
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Kaito ran through the halls of the Vocaloid house, past bedrooms, recording studios, and dance halls where they practice their choreography. (Even though they would like you to think their awesome dance moves come naturally, all of the Vocaloids actually work very hard to perfect those dances.) The man in blue eventually came to a yellow-painted door with a sign on it reading "Knock Before Entering." This being Kaito, he bursts through the door with no thought to courtesy at all.
"OH MY GOD KAITO DON'T YOU KNOW HOW TO READ?!" The high-pitched voice of a teenage girl reached his ears as he stumbled into the room. Looking around Kaito saw that the walls were covered in posters of boy bands and items that he guessed were sentimental. He looked across the room at the bed and saw the owner of the voice, who was also the person he came to see. Neru sat up on her bed, still clutching her phone in her hands and glaring daggers at him.
"Uh… I, uh." Kaito's original confidence at confronting the assumed thief began to slip. She's really scary when you interrupt her texting, he thought while trying to avoid meeting her gaze.
"If you don't start talking in the next five seconds about why you came into my room without knocking, I'm going to strangle you with your stupid blue scarf." The blonde girl shot another look at him and Kaito felt as if he were going to pass out.
"I, uh, I need to ask you something." Kaito swallowed hard, and Neru waved her hand impatiently.
"Spit it out, Bakaito, I was being serious about the scarf."
"Did… did you steal my ice cream from the freezer?"
"What?" Neru's eyes flashed in anger and she looked as if she was going to jump off the bed and throttle him.
"M-my ice cream went missing earlier today, a-and this is the only clue that was left behind." He reached a shaking hand into his pocket and brought out the cell phone battery. He winced and squeaked a little as she got off of her bed and grabbed the battery from his hand.
She barely glanced at the battery. "This is the wrong type of battery for my phone, dummy. And why would I steal your freaking ice cream anyway? That stuff is way too fattening." She shoved the battery back at him and sat down on her bed. "I already get enough crap! I drive the cell phone bill through the roof, I spend too much time in my room, I sing like a high pitched Miku, which I so do not! I don't need to have you of all people accusing me of stealing your stupid ice cream." She sighed and picked up her phone again. "But if you want a clue, some jerk came in here earlier and said that you might want that."
She pointed over to her dresser, which had a lock of hair sitting on top of it. "I would have thrown it away, but I didn't want to touch someone else's hair, that's gross."
Kaito walked over to the dresser and picked up the hair. "Who gave this to you?" He asked.
"I don't know."
"What do you mean, you don't know?"
"I wasn't paying attention, I was texting."
Kaito sighed and examined the lock. It was a pale pink color, the exact shade of a certain English speaking Vocaloid! Kaito grinned stupidly and ran towards the exit. "Thanks Neru! And sorry for accusing you of theft!"
"Yeah, whatever." Her cynical words were cut off as Kaito slammed the door to her room and started to his next destination.
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Chaos: Ha! Someone's in denial.
Author: Who, Kaito for still thinking that he can rescue his precious ice cream?
Chaos: No! Neru. She's totally a high-pitched Miku.
Author: Well, you know what she would say to that.
Chaos: What?
Author: Gocha Gocha Uruse!
Chaos: Well played. Anyway, dear readers, the two of us will see you in the next chapter! Catch you later!