Blonde, Blonde, and Emily 4
The three blonde haired, hazel eyed teenage girls were soon gaping at the machine Antonio had set up. It was three large white cylinders that lined the east wall, connected with a dark blue curling wire. A square box shape with many colorful buttons was in front and to the side of the cylinder to the left.
"Okay," Antonio instructed them, "each of you get into one cylinder. When I flip the switch, your DNA will be extracted. I will then discover who the true Emily is by the sample I stole-I mean borrowed from her bed." He held up a strand of her hair.
All three didn't looked happy about that, but they got in anyway. The Mexican Samurai flipped a red switch, and blue and green light zapped all three. They screamed, and all of the Samurai, (Minus Jayden,) gasped. It took Antonio's all to keep Mike from charging to save them.
After three minutes, it was over. The trio collapsed in agony in their containers, and Mike charged forward. He scooped up them all, one at a time, and laid them on Antonio's bed.
"Emilys!" he cried, "wake up!"
"Uh…" the left Emily's hazel eyes fluttered open.
"Em!" he ignored their previous warning and embraced her.
"Oh," she gasped in slight pain, "I am okay, Mike. You're a sweetheart to be so concerned."
"Thank you," he breathed, "I am just glad you're okay."
She blushed and rose.
"Come on," she invited, "let's go to the garden."
The two sat on a bench and chatted. Mike felt affection strongly for her, even though she was possibly a fake. He loved Starr, the leader of the Dark Rangers and his girlfriend, (See You seem a little Dark,) but she was like his little sister. As soon as he found out who was the real Emily, he was going to beat the Nilock so hard he though right was left and left was up.
"Mike," she gazed into his dark eyes, "I have strong feelings for Jayden. But you know how he told me I was best?"
He nodded, remembering that day when her spirit had gotten stolen.
"Well," she smiled, "I think you're the best."
Mike was glad that his color was too dark to show his blush.
"Me? No, you're the best," he shook his head, "what makes you think I could even be close to being the best?"
"You never give up," she listed the reasons on her fingers, "you're strong and have a good heart. You're fun, you make dullness fun, you have amazing comebacks, you don't loose your cool, you protect us…Need I go on?"
"But I am a rebel and video game junky," he sighed.
"And I'm clumsy and emotional," she challenged, "we all have our quirks, Mike. But it takes somebody like you to be a true Samurai."
"Thanks, Em," he smiled at her, "but it doesn't change the fact you're the best and that it's amazing that you are."
"Mike…" she began to protest, but he cut her off by kissing her.
Well, Jayden's going to put me in intensive care, he thought as he pulled away.
"I won't tell," she promised, "if you kiss me again."
When they pulled away again, Antonio rushed into the garden.
"Guys!" excitement shone in his eyes, "come in the meeting room! I know who the real Emily is!"
The two dashed inside and gathered with the others. Antonio stood on the table to be heard as he held up the true DNA.
"Okay," he announced, "the real Emily isn't here!"
Author Note: Say whaaaaaaaaaat?
