After taking the subway to Rider's house, we spent the evening getting settled. We'd be here for a month. Long vacation. Then, we'd be back in our homes in America, applying for good high schools (for some reason, 'Uncle' Arthur doesn't want Dad to send us to public schools). Which schools should I apply for? Gah. Never mind. That's not till a long time from now.

After two days of just relaxing at Rider's place, getting rid of jet lag, little did I know, we had a very strange morning coming upon us...

It seemed normal. I was talking with Emily, who was sipping her usual morning tea (she hates coffee, apparently). She had given me a cup (Lemon tea...oh, that's some good stuff). Kasumi and Zenna hadn't come down yet. Rider was (horribly) attempting to cook breakfast. Okay, British tea and sweets are good, I admit it, but the standard meals...I'm sorry, that just won't happen with me.

"Here, just let me cook, ok?" I said as I took the pan and spatula from Rider's hands. I checked the fridge. Eggs...milk...cheese...he had enough ingredients for me to make an omelette. I set to work. After about 30 minutes, Kasumi came down. At the time, I was placing the finished omelette on the table.

"Ohayo gozaimasu~!" She sang cheerfully. She was a lively one. As girly as Zenna, I see.

"Good morning." Emily said.

"Morning." muttered Rider.

"Just in time for breakfast." I added, serving pieces of egg to everyone currently awake.

After we had all finished our breakfast, Kasumi piped up.

"Emily-sa~n...could you come with me for a minute?"

"Eh? Oh, sure. What did you need?"

"Just follow me." Kasumi replied slyly.

"Uh...okay..." said Emily, as she was dragged off to Kasumi's room. First silence. For a bit. Then came a mix of squeals. They were audible. Easy to tell who had said what.

"Wait, what are you-?"

"Just gotta take...this..."

"Agh! HEY! No, wait a- wait are you-?"

"Okay, now, put this on...stop struggling!"

"I wouldn't be if you hadn't made me- hey, wait a second!"

"Oh, wow, this part fits you nicely!"

"Eh? What? HEY! NOT THERE!"

"Cut it out, it's only halfway on!"

"WHERE IN THE BLOODY ROOM DID YOU PUT MY PAJAMAS?"

At "Not There" I stood up, nodded to Rider, and we ran towards Kasumi's room.

"Emily? Emily, what's going on?" I yelled, rapping on the door.

"Aria...Aria, help! GAH! KASUMI!" she shrieked back.

I could hear Kasumi's voice. "What? This is how it's supposed to be!"

"Emily? Emily, are you alright in there?" Rider added, also knocking rapidly.

_"Rider! You too! Listen you gotta- KASUMI STOP IT! AGH! HEY!"

"Almost done, just put this on, too!"

Whatever was going on in there, I was gonna help Emily. I reached for the door, when suddenly, it flew open. Emily fell out, backwards, and crashed to the floor.

"Agh! That Kasumi..." She was lying face-up on the floor, no longer wearing pajamas. Instead, she had on a traditional British police uniform. 'Modified,' let's say.

"Aria, what happened to Emily?" Rider asked me. Ah, I see. I was blocking his view of Emily. He had no idea what Kasumi had done to her.

"Well, Rider, let's just say- AGH! WAIT! No, not me, too! Rider, help!" I had no time to finish my answer before I, too, had been forced into Kasumi's room. Staring back at the door, I noticed Emily was no longer lying there. Kasumi had pulled her back in, as I noticed she was sitting on the bed. Kasumi smiled at me deviously.

"I made one for you, too~!" Kasumi spoke as she locked the door. Then came another jumble of screams. Even though there were more people this time around, it was still very clear who had spoken.

"What? NO!"

"Aria, no, she got you, too!"

"Stop moving, I have to get your pajamas off!"

"You WHAT? NO WAY!"

"Girls? What's happening?"

"Rider! Kasumi's trying to get me to-HEY! T-TOMARE! TOMARE!"

"Nai hoho."

"Kasumi, stop! You've done enough with ME, so don't do it to Aria!"

"Almost, just this one last part..."

"NO WAY! Gah...HEY! RIDER!"

"Emily? Aria? What...?"

"RIDER!"

The word 'Rider' from me was the last scream 'till Kasumi had put me, too, in a costume. I looked down at myself. Purple cloak. A cross rosario. A fake (yet surprisingly realistic) sword had been put through a belt loop on my waist. My hands shot up to my head. I felt around, finsing a silk ribbon holding a single long ponytail. Only judging by the accessories and hairstyle, I quickly realized who she had dressed me as.

"J-J-Jeanne...D-D'Arc...!" stuttered Emily as she also became aware of who I was supposed to be.

"No way..." I gasped.

"Isn't it cute?" squeaked Kasumi.

"YOU FORCIBLY PUSHED ME INTO THIS! HOW CAN I SAY IT'S CUTE?"

"Oh...fine. Go into my closet, your pajamas are in there."

"THANK you." sighed Emily, breathing with relief.

When we first went in, everything seemed normal. Kimonos, normal day clothes, typical girl's closet. But then I turned to the left. There stood a silver rack, covered in hangers holding- you know it- costumes. Some of them were designed for males. Most were female. And they were fit to meet...ahem...'certain standards.'

"So, where d'you think she put our pajamas?" I asked. Hearing a small click behind us, we realized all too late that...

"She didn't." Emily answered, a little panicky. "You don't think...?"

Emily's question was answered when we heard a male voice, loud and clear, arguing with a high female voice.

"HEY! W-WAIT A MINUTE!"

"What's wrong?"

"WHY ARE YOU-?"

"Keep still! Emily and Aria put up with it!"

"But this time it's different!"

"How so?"

"For one thing, I'M A MALE!"

"Hold on, hold on. It'll be over in a minute, promise!"

"I NEVER AGREED TO THIS!"

"Almost...oh, hey, your-"

"NO! ANYWHERE BUT THERE!"

At 'but there' a very...er...wrong idea formed in my head. I had my hands clamped over my mouth, trying to keep from bursting into laughter. I looked over to my right. Emil was doing the same. But, well, when you keep hearing things like 'But it's in the way!' and 'I SAID NO!' over and over, you gotta let it out sometime. I was the first to crack up. Shortly after, so did Emily.

"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA...!" Our laughs were so loud, we heard something in reply.

"Aria? Emily? HEY! DON'T LAUGH AT ME!"

When the commotion finally died down, we heard a 'And...done!' from Kasumi. Then the door became unlocked, and when it opened, who should be standing there but Kasumi and Rider...in a...magician's costume?

"Who's he supposed to be again?" inquired Emily.

With a bright smile, Kasumi answered bluntly. "Tuxedo Mask!"

"TUXEDO MA-?" exclaimed Rider. Emily and I cracked up again.

"T-tuxedo...Mask!" chuckled Emily.

I giggled right along with her. "From..S-sailor Moon...!"

"DON'T LAUGH AT ME! Who're you supposed to be anyways?" He asked us, taking his white mask (AHAHAHA) off. When he asked, I immediately stopped laughing. Instead, I looked down and turned red. Emily had gotten further enjoyment out of this.

"G-go ahead, Aria! T-tell him...!"

"...Jeanne D'Arc..." As I said this, it was Rider's turn to burst out into laughter. Without thinking, I stood up and took a heroic pose. Feet apart, one hand on my waist, the other pointing at the three.

"Stop laughing, or be punished in the name of the Divine Wind!" They stopped, staring up at me like I was some idiot. Then, simultaneously, we all began to laugh again. Then we kept going on making jokes related to our costumes.

"I'll see to it that you get your fair trial!"

"By the power of the rosario, I command thy demon to leave! CHECKMATE!"

"FEAR THE BLACK BOW TIE!"

After a while, Zenna FINALLY came downstairs, rubbing sleep out of her eyes.

"Hey, guys...what's up?" Her eyes widened as she found us laughing our heads off in Kasumi's room. She blinked. We abruptly ceased laughing.

"Are you having a costume party?" she asked us. Emily, Rider and I all looked at Kasumi.

"...yes?" Kasumi shrugged. We resumed our howls. Zenna went up to Kasumi and whispered something in her ear.

"Ah, hai! I have one for you, too!"

"Yay~!"

2 minutes later, Zenna came walking out of Kasumi's closet.

In a chicken suit. "SQUAK."