I thought I was supposed to be Youngest 2

"You are a baka," Moune had already run into a problem: What did five year olds eat?

"Eh? How?" Alata looked up, surprised by her hurtful comment, and she face palmed.

"You're better with the young than me," yanking him out of a table chair, she shoved him towards the three who were seated around the table, "you figure it out."

"Nani about you?" he inquired, eyes wide as she grabbed her jacket off the door.

"Agri, come on," she called over her shoulder, "we're going for a run."


She didn't know why she wanted him along with her. It just...felt weird to not be running with her big brother. Well...currently her younger brother, but still.

She still found it hard to be away from him.

"Ms..." he was grasping her hand to keep in line, "will...will I ever seen Moune again?" He looked near tears, and her heart jerked.

"She's closer than you think..." she quickened her pace, much to his dismay.


Poor Alata just didn't know what to do. Eri was being very whiny, and Hyde wasn't talking to him...at all. Not even when he asked questions, which he felt was rude.

"Hunnnnngggrrryyy!" Gosei Pink whined, resting her forehead on the table edge and moaning.

His mind raced as he attempted frantically to get her something. His eyes swept around the room, wishing she'd stop her whining. Couldn't she see he was really trying to figure this out?

"Shut up already," Hyde seemed very irked by all of this, and her eyes filled.

"D-demo..." she started to cry, "I am...you're a meanie!"

"Oh, no..." Gosei Red flinched, kneeling down in front of her, "please, don't cry..."

"He...he's mean!" she sputtered, clinging to his neck, and he couldn't help but glare a little at Gosei Blue, who was still sporting his poker face.


"What is your name?" Agri finally inquired when he'd caught his breath. She'd stopped to give them a break and was now handing him a strawberry ice cream cone.

"Moune," she replied, sliding beside him and ruffling his hair. He was a little cutie.

"You look like my sissy..." he grinned, "this must mean I'll find her soon!"

I sure hope so, she just smiled at the young boy.


"You didn't have to be so rude..." Alata had finally contented the young girl with a big cookie, and the five year old snorted.

"Go and spoil another brat," and he marched out without another word.