Chapter 6
Magenta is not my colour...
Instead of Esperanza, the amazing Mexican runner, Mew Rosemary stood in her place. Esperanza's black hair had turned magenta and was tied back in a ponytail. She wore a magenta riding vest and puffy shorts that ended at her mid thighs. She also had brown riding boots on to complete her outfit. She also wore matching choker, detached sleeves, and a garter that was on her right thigh that were magenta with brown fur at the ends. If that wasn't much, than her horse ears and tail were just the final touches.
"What in Mexico?!" She yelped. She looked up at the Chimera beetle. "Put her down, you insect!" She told the Chimera in her accented voice.
The beetle was just about to munch on Claudine but was interrupted by the horse Mew. It raised its head up.
New Rosemary lifted up her right hand. "Rosemary whip!" She called out. A brown whip that bent in the shape of a heart appeared in her hand. She grabbed it and then battle cried. "Rosemary Rhapsody!"
She brought the whip down and the rope part of the whip flung out and it smashed into the earth. Giant rock shards shot up out of the ground and made their way to take down the Chimera.
The Chimera screeched and dropped Claudine. The Chimera jellyfish left the beetle. The beetle fell to the ground while CC consumed the jellyfish.
Mew Rosemary ran over to Claudine. "Are you alright?" She asked her and shook Claudine's shoulders.
Claudine's eyelids slowly fluttered open. "I...guess," she said a bit hesitantly.
Mew Rosemary was glad she was alright. "You could have died! Why didn't you transform like you told me to?"
"I was almost a snack food. I wasn't able to grab my pendant Mew...," Claudine looked at Mew Rosemary a bit annoyed.
"It's Mew Rosemary but I prefer to be called by my real name: Esperanza," Mew Rosemary taped Claudine's nose with her finger.
"Oh, okay Esperanza," Claudine tried to pronounce it right. She then gasped. "Wait, where's Mew Salt?"
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Mew Salt was currently trying to get payback for the other day. She hissed as she lunged at Hemlock who was currently in the air.
Hemlock just flew up out of reach. "Really Kitkat? You're really trying to attack me?" He asked. He dove at her and pushed her to the ground. Mew Salt made a 'meow!' sound of annoyance as she hit the dirty pavement. Her white dress was starting to get dirty and full of grass stains. At least the clothes were always clean again when she transformed the next time.
Hemlock held her down by her wrist and stood over him. "Oh, about the other day," Hemlock smirked and went over to whisper in her ear. "I'd think we would be great together. Just you and me, snuggled up and..."
"Do I have to hit you in the head again? Please, just let her go," an unfamiliar voice interrupted him. He turned his head around to the source of the voice.
There was two Mews: one with dark skin with magenta clothing with horse DNA imbedded into her. The other was a Mew dressed in gold with rodent like DNA. The gold mew must have been the speaker; she looked more like the polite type.
"Two new Mews? Well, what a shame," he frowned. That meant there was two Mews left which means they hit the half-way point. "Let me guess, you're Mew Clove while the magenta one is Mew..."
"Romero," Mew Rosemary answered. "Mew Rosemary in English."
Hemlock frowned. He sat up again, still holding Mew Salt down by the wrists. "Well sorry for not knowing you were. If you excuse me, Salty and I..."
Mew Clove hit him with the flat side of her axe. Hemlock, for the second time, got knocked out by Claudine or in this case, Mew Clove. Salt tried to get out from under Hemlock. "A little help, Clover?" She asked Mew Clove in annoyance.
"Oh! Um, yes! Sorry!" She apologized. She made her axe disappeared and went over to Mew Salt. She tried to push Hemlock off of the leader Mew. Man, Hemlock was heavy!
Mew Romero went over to help Mew Clove. A few minutes later, they managed to roll Hemlock off of Mew Salt. The two follower Mews smiled at each other.
"Well thank you for that help. I see that we found another chess piece," Mew Salt told the other girls.
"A chess piece?" Mew Rosemary asked. "I don't get it."
"It's just some dumb thing Mew Salt does. I'm the pawn while she's the queen," Claudine pointed out with a sigh. She really didn't like Sonya's weird metaphor.
"You might be either the bishop, rook, or knight. More leaning towards knight since you're a horse Mew," Sonya stated.
"Oh no, I'm your bishop. We of Spanish descent are true to our religious beliefs," Mew Rosemary smiled and boasted.
That's right. It's always in order. The leader queen, the weak pawn, the strong willed bishop, the playful rook and the arrogant knight, Sonya recalled. Nothing ever changed. Let hope death to the pieces was changed.
Sonya was about to detransform but she stopped at what she saw. The girls from the gym class were staring at them. One of them, a black haired girl with sweatpants and a sweater on, spoke up. "That...was awesome! Who are you people?" She grinned.
Mew Salt blinked. Mew Romero was speechless and Mew Clove wanted to faint from the sheer horror of being seen. Sonya spoke up. "We are the Toronto Mew Mews; the protectors of this fair city. I'm Mew Salt."
"I am Mew Rosemary, chicas," Mew Romero smirked.
Mew Clove didn't know what to say. "I-I'm M-Mew Clove," she stammered. The faint wanted to take control of Claudine. She wanted to hyperventilate but instead she was just frozen from shock; her legs felt as weak as melted butter.
All the girls smiled. "You girls are awesome!"
"Can I get your autograph?"
"Can I be a Mew too?"
Mew Clove looked away, finally hyperventilating. She stopped when she saw Hemlock was gone. That was good that the gym class girls didn't see him. It was bad that he was gone, doing who knows what.
"Clover. Hey, Clove!" Mew Salt hissed at Mew Clove. Claudine looked over at her. "Spice Diner. After school. Today," she said in a whisper for both girls.
"Uh, where's that?" Mew Romero looked at Mew Salt. The girls from the gym class were starting to walk over to them.
"I'll show you. First things first: get away from these girls and detransform when no one's around," Mew Salt sighed as one of the gym girls was pulling on her cat tail.
"Is this real?"
"Very!"
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"Lime! That hurts! Stop that!" Hemlock protested to his younger comrade. Lime was trying to put some sort of medicine on Hemlock's head. That Mew with the axe had hit him good. Even if it was the flat side and not a part of the sharp blade edges.
They were in their pocket dimension were they have lived for the past year and a half. It was like a second home to them. They actually made it very homey. They got furniture, a kitchen which Hemlock and Lime were currently in and had their rooms decorated to their hearts desires.
"Well, you know he's better than I am at this stuff! He's the kind of guy that does this anyway," Lime retorted.
Hemlock sighed. There were three of them on this journey. There was Lime, that worthless alien, and then him. Hemlock never knew why there other companion never helped or did anything. The guy never made Chimeras unless they pressure him the right amount. He never did anything; he just stayed in his room doing who knows what.
"We need to talk to him. He can keep doing this! He did this when the old Mews showed up as well! He really needs to get into the game! Why would the military even send him to earth? Especially before us?" Hemlock asked Lime.
Lime sighed. "Do you think I know? The military told us that yes, the kid's really shy, timid, quiet and not a fighter. They also said he's important. He's unlike everyone else!" Lime pointed out. He put a cold pack on Hemlock's head.
Hemlock sighed. "Remind me later to tell him to get his act together. This is unacceptable."
"You tell him, Hem!"
"Oh, I will. Just you wait..."
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After school, Sonya had taken the two other Mews to the Spice Diner. When Sonya opened the door, Matt and Andrew were busy setting up tables for the dinner crowd that was soon to come.
Andrew looked over and saw the girls. He smiled. "I see you found another Mew."
"Yes, we did. This is... How do you say your name again?" Sonya asked Esperanza.
"It's Esperanza. S-purr-on-za. Like that," Esperanza smiled and sounded out her name. "Or you can just call me by my names meaning: Hope."
"Well, it's good to meet you Esperanza. I'm Andrew and the black haired teen over there is Matt," Andrew shook Esperanza's hand.
Sonya rolled her eyes. She looked over to the fish tank. Sushi time, she thought, licking her lips. She slowly walked over to the tank. "Hello my precious fish market. What's on the menu today?" She asked the fish. She watched them in hunger as they went by.
Claudine poked Sonya's cheek. "Uh, Matt made this for you," Claudine showed her a plate of salmon. Sonya's eyes widen. Fish! She snatched the plate out of Claudine's hands and began eating the delicious salmon with her fingers.
Claudine watched Sonya in horror as she started to eat the fish. At least it wasn't a fish from the tank. Claudine slowly stepped back, bumping into Andrew. "Oh, I'm sorry!" She apologized.
"It's alright. In fact, I have your work uniform for you!" He said in a happy voice.
"My work uniform?" She asked. Sonya did say something about working here. Oh my, Claudine thought.
"W-What does it look like?" She asked. She hoped it wasn't anything skimpy or not modest.
"Well, try it on then. There's a change room in the employees only room. There are one for girls and one for boys," Andrew explained. He went over to the counter and gave her a large black box. "Hope you like it," he smirked. He gave another black box to Esperanza.
Esperanza sighed. "Let's go Claud. What's the worst thing these outfits could be?" She laughed.
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Claudine examined herself in a body mirror in the girls change room. Her thighs were really chuppy and her stomach was a bit out; not flat like average girls. Is it wrong to want to be pretty? She asked herself as she looked at Esperanza.
Esperanza was tall with nice dark skin. She had brown eyes and pure black hair that went down straight to her back. She was also curvy in the right places and had a thin enough body to be considered 'popular'. Esperanza was defiantly pretty for a Mexican teenager.
Esperanza turned her head to see Claudine. "What are you looking at?" She asked.
"Eh? Oh, nothing," Claudine said quickly. She covered her mouth with her fingers.
"It's the outfit isn't it? These boys have no sense of style! Just look at the outfit I have to work in!" Esperanza gestured to the clothes she was wearing.
Claudine and Esperanza wore similar outfits. The only change was the colour. Claudine's was a nice gold while Esperanza's was magenta. The outfits were a little old fashioned to reflect the diner feel. They wore dresses that looked like a t-shirt and a shirt that went just past the knees combined. They had a navy apron on them and also had navy flats on.
"You don't like the outfit?" Claudine asked.
"The outfit is fine. It is the colour!" She protested. "Magenta is not my colour..."
Claudine chuckled. Magenta wasn't that greatest colour for Esperanza to wear. It really clashed with her skin tone. It was defiantly a bad combo.
"I can see what you mean," Claudine nodded.
"Well, I will definitely complain with the management," she said with fire in her voice. Once she had her mind set, there was no going back. Esperanza went out of the change room in search of the owners.
She ran up to Andrew, who was currently talking to Sonya about the situation at school. "Mr. Andrew!" Esperanza yelled.
Andrew turned around. "Is something wrong?" He asked her. "Do you like your outfit?"
"Like the outfit? Si. Like the colour? Yeah right," Esperanza glared.
"Why not? It's the colour of your Mew outfit. Don't you like the colour?" He asked in concern.
"Mire usted, señor. Magenta no es lo que mi color. Eso y que no tienen sentido de la moda," she told him in Spanish before walking back to the change room.
"Hey! What was that?" Andrew yelled. "You better translate that for me, you hear? You start work at six tomorrow," he told her as she went into the change room. Andrew sighed. "Girls..."
Sonya laughed. This was hilarious! A Mew having a spass attack at Andrew. This was comedy gold!
"I don't know," She chuckled. "All I know is that this girl is awesome."
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The alien boy stood inside the remains of the burnt down school. He picked up a charred science textbook. Parts near the pages edge started to crumple as he lifted it up.
He had missed this battle yesterday. Lime had told him about his encounter with a new golden Mew and the power she possessed. Hemlock had not told him anything about what happened to him. Lime had laughed when he reported to have found Hemlock lying on the floor near a metal baseball bat. He had laughed at that as well, more like chuckled though.
He hated to get his hands dirty for personal reasons. The last time he had tried to help his team, things got bloody. He hated to fight or do anything related to what they were trying to do.
He watched as the textbook crumpled into pieces and hit the ground below his feet. The alien boy sighed and teleported away from the scene, leaving something shiny in the remains of the school.
Spanish translations (according to Google translation):
Romero -Rosemary
Mire usted, señor. magenta no es lo que mi color. Eso y que no tienen sentido de la moda -Look here, Mister. Magenta is so not my colour. That and you have no fashion sense.
