Meg- Tea Cup

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"GENE! SHUT THAT ALARM OFF!"

"I guess its time to wake up!" Meg said with a smile, bounding out of bed and running to the bathroom to freshening up. Meg was always in high spirits and she couldn't wait to chat it up with her neighbors. The woman set off for the kitchen, fixing herself a cup of her favorite drink in the world; tea.

Meg loved tea, not surprising for the lady who was programmed as a tea brewer.

She was always experimenting with her leaves, trying to come up with the best tasting, most invigorating brew but much to the annoyance of her neighbors, she was also more than willing to try her experiments out on them. While it was true that the others knew that Meg could come up with some flavorful combinations….sometimes, there were results that were not as tasty.

But on this day, Meg knew she was going to be busy. She was expecting a customer to call soon and she had a new order of leaves to mix together!

This was the perfect day for tea!

Taking a moment to greet her neighbors, Meg spotted Don out of the crowd, the man looking around a bit as the others seemed to take off from him.

"DONNIE!" the woman said brightly, happy to see the man standing in the hall. Of course, the woman was much too overjoyed to notice the slight look of fear in the man's face.

"O-Oh MEGAN!" the man stammered, slowly backing away "H-How are you this morning?"

The woman tiptoed over towards Don, her big eyes fluttering towards him "Just FIIIIINE, sweetie!" she giggled "Would you mind joining me for teaaaaa?"

Don gulped; he knew the moment he set foot in the woman's apartment he was trapped.

"Er, I-I'm sorry but I h-have things to take care of!"

Meg jumped forward and took Don by his arm, pulling him as hard as she could "But DOOOONNIE! Its tea! How could you say no to something like that?"

"Why not go ask Dee-Dee?!"

"I think she's asleep and I don't want to disturb her!" Meg said as she looked up at Don, her huge eyes working into him.

"WHAT ABOUT NEL!?"

"Prunella went off somewhere!" Meg grinned, tugging at Don even harder, the man hanging on for dear life on the doorframe of Meg's apartment "Come on dear, don't be STUBBORN! You're going to LOVE this brew!"

"I'm sure I would!" Don whimpered, his nails boring into the wood "But can I just-?!"

Meg looked down, realizing that there was a surefire way of getting Don into her apartment.

And all she had to do was give him a little tickle!

She reached down, grabbing Don on his chubby waist and gave him a good pinch, the man letting out a high pitched yelp as he finally let go of the door and crashed into Meg, the woman not minding a bit as she sat up, Don rubbing his head.

"HAH! I knew I would get ya!"

And with that, Meg slammed the door, Don trapped in her apartment.

"Tombo? Where is that cat?"


Meg hummed a sweet tune as she brewed a fresh pot of tea, the aroma filling the entire apartment. It was a scent that the woman loved but what she loved more was sharing her tea with friends.

Or better yet, a person she loved!

"Ooooh, he's going to LOVE this!" the woman giggled to herself as she brought out a plate of tea cookies to accompany the tea. Her hips swaying gracefully, Meg set a cup in front of the blushing sailor, completely oblivious to how DESPERATE the man wanted to escape at this point.

"I know you like strawberries….so I think rose hips and strawberries would be a perfect brew for you!"

"R-Really?" Don stuttered.

"Mmm-hmmm! It's perfect for calming the nerves!" the woman then laughed a bit as she poked Don on his nose, making him blush even more "Which you need a good dose of considering how NERVOUS you look right now!"

The sailor forced a painful grin as he took the cup, his hand shaking, and drank a bit of the liquid. For a moment, he seemed to calm down most likely due to the fact that Meg's tea WAS delicious!

She might have been a little nutty, but she could make a good pot of tea!

"Why, this is rather good Meg!"

"Ah-HA! I knew it! Another success!" the woman cheered but her eyes then turned back towards Don, the man jolting a bit "Maybe I should have you test out ALL my tears, SAILOR!"

The man gulped, looking more and more like a corned animal "Er. Well….that's a nice offer DEAR, but maybe a trained pallet would be more appropriate! Why not ask Big Gene! I mean, he knows so much about food so-!"

"Oh no!" Meg said, shaking her head "The mayor might have a bottomless stomach, but he just doesn't have….how can I put it? The SENSES that I need when it comes to tea!"

"And what makes you think I QUALIFY?"

Don was no dummy; he knew that Meg wasn't even talking about tea at this point but something else entirely….something that made him scream internally. Before the man could say anything however, Meg made a grab for his chubby cheeks, squishing them tightly.

"You have ruggedness? Charm? Very cute dimples?"

Why couldn't there be a hole Don could find and die?

"Wait, what does ANY of that have to do with tea?!"

"EVERYTHING!" Meg laughed as she let go of the man's face "GENTLE tea compliments a ROUGH man, don't you think."

"UH."

Meg began to pour another cup of tea in Don's cup, pushing it closer "Come on Donald. Take another sip! I know you'll LOVE it!"

"MEGAN! As much as I would LOOOOOVE to help you with you tea, I just don't think I'm the right man for the job!" Don said, jumping up from his seat and backing away.

"But Doooonie, we could do so MUCH together!" the woman smiled brightly.

"I'M SURE YOU WANT TO!"

The woman skittered over to Don, looking up at his blue eyes and trying her best to seem sad "Just hear me out, pweeeeeze?"

"M-Meg, I-!"

RING RING RING!

Meg then went over to the phone, picking it up "Hello, Nicelander Meg!"

Chatter chatter chatter.

"Oh! YES, your order is ready!"

Chatter, chatter.

"Mmm-hmm, I'll be there to deliver it!"

Meg then turned, seeing Don tip-toeing towards the door, unaware that he was making an ESCAPE!

"Don sweetie, there's a package for you! The postman got our mail mixed up again!"


Meg made her way to GCS, hoping off the trolley and trotting happily over to the game she had been called to.

The HOUSE of the DEAD!

"Such a lovely game!" the woman said, paying no mind to the endless gun fire and screaming.

Or the fact that another Nicelander had DUCKED to hide when she saw her coming, the Nicelander in burgundy trying her best to escape from the scene.

"That was close!"

Meg made her way through the game, the zombies sitting around and drinking coffee "Hello dears!"

"MAAAAAAuuuuuuurgh!" they said in response, waving as carefully as they could as not to lose any more limbs.

"Ah, Dr. Curien!" Meg waved, seeing the taller man near one of the houses.

"Ms. Meg! How is my favorite tea brewer in the arcade!" the man said, bending down on his knee as he scooped the woman up into a hug.

"As fine as ever!" the woman said, "Annnnd, just as you ordered! Soothing honey and peppermint!"

"Aw, SWEET!" Jill said, taking a sniff of the box, the aroma dreamy "I think this should help with the throat when I have to yell at the players!"

"Just don't take it all!" Dr. Curien chuckled "If you want some, you have to order from this lady!"

Meg twittered, blushing a bit "Oh, Doc! You're just a flatterer!"

Once her delivery had been done, Meg made her way back to Fix-it-Felix Jr, having not a care in the world other than where Don had ran off too.

"I wonder what he got in the mail…." The woman thought, reaching for her keys.

*HIC!*

The woman yelped as she then turned, seeing Gene going into his apartment.

"Goodness! I'm sure they heard that all the way on the other side of the arcade!" the woman said.

The lilac Nicelander had to giggle; the mayor always made a fuss whenever he had the hiccups and she never really understood why? Maybe he just couldn't take the constant jumping or the sound.

"The poor dear. Perhaps he needs something to calm him down!"

An idea!

"Wait, I know exactly what this situation calls for!" Meg sang, running to her apartment. A moment later, she came back out with another box of her famous tea, making her way over to Gene's apartment.

Ding-dong!

"*HIC!* DARN IT!"

Meg smiled; she couldn't help it if this was so funny!

"Ahem, who is it?"

"Gene, it's me!" the woman said sweetly.

The door began to open, Gene peeking through "Meg? What bring you *HIC!*"

"Ah-HA! I knew you had the hiccups!" the woman said brightly, not even noticing that Gene was more mortified than ever.

"MEG! *HIC!* PLEASE!" the mayor cried as he tried to shut the door, but Meg propped her foot inside, keeping it open.

"I have just the brew for this!" she said brightly, forcing her arm through the crack "Rosehip and strawberries! It calms the nerves!"

"I'M *HIC!* sure it *HIC!* does!" Gene said, trying to push Meg out of his apartment "BUT *HIC!* IF YOU *HIC!* DON'T *HIC! HIC! HIC*!"

Gene's hiccups were only getting worse the more he tried to push Meg out, the woman trying her best to give Gene the box of tea.

"BUTH ITH WORTHS!" Meg said through squished cheeks, dropping the box just as her hat flew off and landed in Gene's apartment.

SLAM!

The door shut in Meg's face but the woman wasn't giving up so easily!

"Oh, playing it hard, huh Gene?" she snickered, dusting off her skirt.

"Meg, darling, what in the world is going on?" asked Mary, the woman walking up to Meg.

"I believe you should see for yourself…." The other Nicelander smiled, letting Mary near the door.

"*HIC!*"


Once Mary had taken care of Gene, Meg made her way back to the apartment.

"Now, let's see if I can get this brew together…" the woman said, working on another batch of tea. She went to the cupboard and pulled out a tin containing orange blossoms and another containing freshly ground ginger. After measuring the ingredients she stopped, going into deep thought about her next creation.

"Alright, if I add the right amount of ginger, I WOULD get a nice spice!"

Again she paused, trying to collect her thoughts.

"But I do that, it might overpower the sweet zest of the orange. I need a balance…I need a balance!"

STOMP STOMP STOMP!

At that moment, a box of lilac petals fell from the cupboard and into the woman's hand, almost as if it were some sort of divine sign!

"Oh! YES! That's it!" she twittered, taking out another spoon and scooping the lilacs into the bowl.

STOMP STOMP STOMP!

This time, a box of sugar fell from the shelf, the woman looking a might shocked this time around.

"Oh….oh my. I-I don't think sugar would help in the sweetne-!"

STOMP STOMP STOMP!

The woman yelped as she ducked, looking up at the ceiling as more items fell from their shelves and onto the floor "What in the world-?!"

"LUCY?! LUCILE?! TURN THAT DDR CRAP DOWN!"

Don? So he WAS home!

"TURN THAT CRAP DOWN!"

Meg couldn't help but giggle once she heard Don's voice, his accent slipping a bit.

"It's so cute that he thinks no one knows about his real voice!" the woman said, getting back to her work but she hadn't got too far when she heard ANOTHER voice from outside her door.

"GOTTA FIND IT, GOTTA FIND IT!"

Meg sighed heavily; there was ALWAYS an interruption somewhere!

"What is going on NOW?" the Nicelander said as she opened her door, seeing Roy grab Nel and sharking her by the shoulders.

"NEL! HAVE YOU SEEN MY WALLET?!" screamed Roy.

"R-R-R-ROY! I'm sure everything is going to be okay!"

"WHERE COULD IT BE?!"

"ROY!"

Meg stepped out of her apartment to see Roy looking as if he were on the verge of a nervous breakdown, Nel trying her best to calm the man down. Meg shrugged as she looked on; surly Nel would take care of things.

CRASH!

"OH NO!"

"N-Nel, are you okay?!"

Meg peeked from her door once more, seeing Nel running back to her apartment at top speed, poor Roy by himself once more. The woman sighed as she took pity on the man.

"Well, I can't just LEAVE him like this. At this rate, he might EXPLODE!"

Meg knew what this situation called for.

TEA!

A few moment later, Meg made her way into Roy's apartment, putting another pot of tea on the burner for the man.

"Really, Roy! You need to calm down!" the woman laughed to herself "I'm surprised you haven't gone COMPLETELY bald from all the worrying you do."

Roy could do nothing more than just sit, his entire body twitching as he looked straight ahead "They're gonna come and get me! They're gonna come and get me!"

Meg shook her head as she handed the man a cup of her famous strawberry and rose hip tea "Alright, I'll bite. WHO'S going to get you?

"THE GUYS FROM STREET FIGHTER!" Roy screamed, shooting up in his chair "THEY HAVE MY WALLET! I JUST KNOW IT!"

"Relax, dear! RELAX!" Meg said, petting Roy's hand "Sit your behind down and drink your tea."

Roy tried to relax. Boy, DID he! Oh no, the man was much too wired at this point to even think about relaxing, no matter how good his tea was.

"Relax?! How can I relax?! They're comin' this way this very minuet and soon-!"

The man let out a loud gasp, sipping the contents of his cup all over the floor.

"ROY!"

"OH PROGRAMMERS! I'VE LEAD THEM HERE AND THEY'RE GONNA GET US ALL!"

"Er, I don't think Ryu or Ken or ANY of those guys have any beef with us so-!"

"This is a disaster! THIS IS A COMPLETE DISASTER!"

By now Meg had had enough of her neighbor's antics. She stood up and gave the man a good PINCH on the nose, Roy yelping out as he felt the pinch.

"Honestly Roy! Its not as bad as you think!" Meg said in a peeved voice.

"Oh no, its not…." The man said, his voice surprisingly calm. Meg knew THAT wouldn't last long "ITS MUCH WORSE!"

Meg slammed her face in the palm of her hand, "Sweetie…."

Roy then jumped from his couch and ran to his room, throwing together a suit case as he grabbed his hat and ran towards the door.

"I HAVE TO GET OUT OF HERE BEFORE THEY FIND ME!"

"GAH! ROY!" Meg screamed, trying to catch the man before he darted off but he was gone before she could even leave the couch. She shook her head as she went to the kitchen to clean up "It's ALWAYS something with that one!"

"GAAAAAAAAAGH! BLAKE! STOP IT!"

Now what was THAT about?!

Wiping her hands clean, Meg ran from the door only to see Norwood and Blake wrestling with each other in the hall, the two men rolling all the way from the hall right to the stairs! It seemed like every other second SOMETHING was happening!

"OH MY GOODNESS!"

The woman reached a hand out towards the two but they soon disappeared down the stairs, rolling like the chubby galumps they were. Meg could only watch, not sure what to do for THIS type of situation.

"Oh….OOOOH my!" she whispered, looking around for anyone in the hall way "Um…Norwood and Blake rolled down the stairs? What do I do? Anyone? ANYONE?!"

Silence.

An odd feeling came over Meg once she realized it seemed like she was the only person in the building; just where WAS everybody?

"Well, isn't that a blip!" said a miffed voice from down the hall. Meg's eyes lit up as she looked, seeing Denna make her way towards her.

"Wait, DEE-DEE!"

Deanna stopped in her tracks, looking like a deer in headlights but not a second later, she turned, walking AWAY from Meg.

"Hey! HEY! Wait, Dee-Dee come back!"

"FOR THE LOVE OF PROGRAMMERS! GET HER OFFA ME! YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH!"

"YOU KNOW YOU DESERVE THIS DON!"

Meg ran towards the window, gasping in shock to see Lucy pulling on Don's face, the small Nicelander latched onto his back.

"YOUNG LADY! YOU GET OFF DONALD THIS MINUET!" Meg screamed, her face turning red in anger.

"GAAAH! SHE'S GONNA RIP ME APART"

The woman bolted for the door, running down the stairs only to see a passed out Don and Nel talking with someone.

Someone BIG.

Meg let out a gasp as she looked up at the stranger but her face softened, a smile on her face.

"I should have known Roy had nothing to worry about!"

"WHO KEEPS HICCUPING?!"