"You seriously brought that with you?" Meiko asked with mild disbelief.

"My mom wouldn't have it any other way," Luka answered as she crossed her arms and slowly nodded her head.

What the girls were talking about was the coffee maker Luka glued googly eyes to when she still lived with her parents.

"What are people going to think when they see this?" Meiko wondered aloud.

"That we're a sorry pair of weirdos," Luka guessed. "Not to mention the matching toaster."

Meiko looked at her toaster, the one she had glued googly eyes to in order to ease her loneliness when she lived alone. "Wanna get a new toaster and coffee maker?"

"Do we have the money for it?"

". . . No."

"Didn't think so," Luka sighed.

"Do you think I can talk Kaito into giving me a toaster for my birthday?"

"Is that all you want?" Luka asked.

Meiko shrugged. "I think including the coffee maker is just pushing it."

"Are there any real gifts you want?" Luka asked.

"Luka-Chan," Meiko put a smile on her face, "dear, when you live by yourself and have to pay for everything, a toaster is a real gift."

Luka mouthed an "oh" then looked back at the kitchen instruments that, thanks to the girls, could look back at them. "I think your toaster is checking me out," Luka joked.

"I think your coffee maker is staring at my chest," Meiko returned.

They stood in silence before Luka spoke again. "What do you think people are going to say if they heard us discussing this?"

"Wanna take a wild guess?" Meiko offered.

"I'm good," Luka said.

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Teto walked happily down the street; fashioned in a black skirt, orange shirt, thigh high yellow and red socks, and a yellow hoody. She didn't match, and she didn't care. Having nothing to do, since everyone decided to spend the weekend relaxing, Teto decided to go to the park. She wasn't even there five minutes when she was tapped on the shoulder.

"Remember me?" a soft voice asked shyly.

Teto's eyes widened when she saw who had spoken. "Defoko-Chan!" Teto then proceeded to tackle the girl with a hug. "It's been forever! How have you been?"

"Good, thanks," the girl said. "Now please stop crushing me."

"Sorry," Teto said as she dropped her arms and backed off. "So what are you doing here? I thought you moved to Tokyo two years ago."

"Visiting some relatives," Defoko smiled. "How have you been?"

Teto grinned from ear to ear. "I joined a band."

Defoko's eyes widened in amazement. "Really?! A band?! I know I shouldn't be surprised since you've always been such a great drummer but a band?!"

"Mmm-hmmm," Teto happily nodded her head. "Some girls I go to school with started it and they let me join because they knew I was that good! It's so much fun! We're called CV123 and the members are myself, of course, Hatsune Miku-Onee-Chan, Kagamine Rin-Chan, her brother Len-Nii-San, and Megurine Luka-Senpai." Teto giggled. "You didn't hear it from me, but Len-Nii-San likes Miku-Onee-Chan."

Defoko shook her head. "If I know you, Teto-Chan, then I guess you have been playing matchmaker."

Teto put both hands behind her head. "I've been trying, but Miku-Onee-Chan only sees Len-Nii-San as a brother. How do I fix that?"

Defoko thought about it. "I don't know," she answered softly.

Teto relaxed her arms. "No worries! I'll think of something soon enough." She then smiled an innocent smile.

Defoko shook her head. "Teto-Chan. . ."

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"UUGGGHHHHH!" Rin's groan filled the whole house.

Len sighed. "What now, Rin?"

"I can't figure out this freaking problem!" Rin said as she threw her pencil across the room. "Math is impossible."

"Have you actually tried?" Len asked. Rin glared at him. "Okay, have you considered a tutor?"

"Yes, and his name is Kagamine Len," Rin said. "Why do you think I always ask for you help?"

"More like do your homework," Len said.

"How is asking for your help like asking you to do my homework?" Rin challenged.

"Let's see," Len looked as if he was in deep thought, "when I start to explain a problem you always say, 'Don't tell me all that! Just give me the answer!'"

"Okay," Rin said in defeat, "you have a point." She sat in silence. "Will you explain this to me . . . please?"

"Sure," Len sighed. When he started to explain how to solve the problem, in a complex way, Rin shouted,

"SPEAK JAPANESE WHY DON'T YOU!"

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"You didn't have to hit me so hard," Len complained as he rubbed the back of his head. After hours of trying to teach Rin math, Rin, in her frustration, threw her book at Len's head. The twins were on their way to school and were walking together before they had to go their separate ways.

"I said I was sorry," Rin said for the hundredth time. "But on the upside," she smiled, "I finally learned how to solve for X."

"Yippy for you," Len mumbled. His head really hurt, Rin just had such a good arm!

"Let me make it up to you," Rin tried, "how about after practice today I'll treat you to a smoothie. I know you love banana."

"Do you even have the money?" Len asked.

Rin frowned, just now remembering that she had already spent her month's allowance. "How about a walk in the park?"

"Forget it," Len sighed. "Next time I'll just ask Kaito-San if I can borrow his football helmet."

"How is Kaito-San these days?" Rin asked, eyes brightening at the mention of her ex-crush.

"Still with Meiko-San," Len said, aware that Rin still liked Kaito a little bit.

"Good for them!" Rin smiled. It wasn't easy setting up her crush with someone she had just met, but Rin was glad to have helped Meiko. "Okay," Rin said, "I go this way," she pointed to the right, "and you go that way," she pointed to the left. "See you at four."

"See you," Len said.


Author's Note: Return of the toaster with googly eyes! XD I'm sorry, but I couldn't resist throwing it in there. :P

nekopyon: No, honey, you got it backwards; my sisters are evil.

. . . The title of this fanfic is "Rolling Girl," it's hurt/comfort fic, and you're asking if Miku-Sama is going to be "sad-ish and emo-ish and stuff"? . . . Neko-Chan, bless your heart.

Good thing you're joking, because if I gave away tacos to every chapter's first reviewer then I would be giving away a lot of tacos. *stands protectively in front of fridge* My tacos!

Mirakurun26: Here's more. I like that you added "please," it sounds so polite. :) Ah, I wish my hair was that long; my hair is only an inch above my shoulders.

Super sorry for the incredibly sucky filler chapter. Today's been a "slept till noon and still fashioned in pajama pants and unkept hair" kind of day so I kinda wrote down every random thought that popped into my head. Yeah, I should really be doing my homework.

-Ray