A/N: I think this one is slightly different to the rest, but it seems to be ok.

Drabble for Mo12341234, as this idea was her request.

Now, I would like reviews, please, or I'll refuse to update.

Enjoy!


"Steady, steady…" Tart murmured to himself, lowering his hand so it was level with the top of the pile. Carefully, he placed the wrapped bar down, before jerking his hand away. Narrowing his eyes, he scrutinized the heap, quickly checking it's stability and formation. If Pai had taught him one thing, it was how to analyze something properly. And so far, everything seemed to be ok… After his rapid assessment, Tart pulled back, smiling proudly to himself.

"That was much easier than I thought! And Kish said I couldn't do it - well, I proved him wrong, didn't I?"

The gleeful explanation was met with silence. Seconds passed, and the small alien boy's triumph slowly deteriorated, before fading completely. He sighed to himself.

"Why does everyone have to up and disappear? Where did they go? And, more importantly, why didn't they tell me about it? It's not fair; I could've gone too! Being alone is too… lonely! Pfft, stupid loneliness." A pout crossed his lips, as he folded his arms over his chest sulkily. He dropped into a seating position, then let his body rise from the ground into a low hover.

"If this goes on much longer, I'm going to go insane," he said, bringing his bottom lip to jut further out.

"Well, they do say that talking to yourself is the first sign of madness."

Tart's eyes widened as he whipped his head around. His momentary loss of concentration brought him hurtling back towards the ground, and he landed on the grass with an "umph". Instantly, he stood up, moving his hands to rub his now sore bottom, which had been hurt from the fall.

"Ow," he complained, frowning.

"Um, hello? Are you just going to ignore me?"

The newcomer's voice, the one that had caused him to jump in the first place, gained his attention once more, and he turned to face the source. Abruptly, his face dropped.

"What do you want?" he demanded, eyes narrowing into an unwelcoming glare at the blue-haired ballerina.

She smirked, placing her hands on her hips. "I was bored," she said. "I figured I might as well come to the park, seeing as I had nothing better to do. And look who I've found. Purin will be happy to know where you are - she's been searching for you."

"Tell her to get lost," he grumbled in response. "I'm busy."

"You looked bored to me," Minto commented. "And what, exactly, is that?"

She extended a finger, pointing at the pile of Twixes beneath a tree.

"That's my replica of the Eiffel Tower! How can you not tell?" Tart exclaimed, his voice wobbling slightly, as though he was about to start crying.

"Because it looks exactly like Ichigo's house."

"Well it was Kish who told me to build it…"

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From atop the pink, café rooftop, he snickered to himself. The result of this was going to be fun. He leant back, closing his eyes and enjoying the silence. However, a sudden screech cut into the serenity, causing his ears to twitch.

"KISH!"

The green-haired alien smirked to himself, unwrapping another Twix and popping it into his mouth.