(A/N: I added Gachapoid, Mizki, and Tonio to the character list on this site. If you ask "But who would write anything about them?", then you clearly haven't been paying any attention to the fanfic you are currently reading.)
Thursday
Time: 5:17 PM
School started again on Monday. Everyone had to write persuasive essay over the break, so I wrote mine on "Why One Piece has theraputic properties". I got a "C", but that's pretty normal in my class, considering that Ritsu wrote his on "Why it is unfair that it is acceptable for women to wear pants, but yet isn't acceptable for men to wear dresses" and Yuki's on "Why Hiyama-sensei is a boring teacher". The only kid that got a decent grade was Nana Macne Petit, who wrote hers on "Why Macs are better than PCs".
After school, I got a haircut. At a hair salon, since Miki said that she needed to go there to get her ahoge curled. The hairdresser was this guy with a mustache that looked like the one of some surrealist artist that Hiyama-sensei mentioned once in art class. Said hairdresser was yammering on about how he had this wonderful hair feeling experience the other day when he felt some guy's unibrow. He got so distracted that he almost cut off my signature "Internet Co." long pieces of hair at the front.
Gumi got mad at me for mistaking Sonika for her, which cost her a nendoroid figurine. And not just any figurine, but the one of Ciel Phantomhive in a dress. So she made me proofread some fanfic she wrote called "Cornets and Mad Apples", which consists of Kaito/Gakupo fluff. It wasn't too bad, actually, especially compared to Iroha's fanfic (well, hatefic) called "Carnage in the valley of San-X ". After reading about Cinnamoroll blowing off Afro Ken's afro with a machine gun, and Badtz-maru turning the characters from "Kogepan" and "Cheese Family" into grilled cheese sandwiches, I will never be the same again.
I think I should work on my math homework, since Hiyama-sensei is nagging me more after my poor grade on the essay.
Time: 7:54 PM
After I finished my math homework, Yuki insisted I help her either blackmail Hiyama-sensei, or play dolls with her, or else she would break the ship-in-a-bottle I made..I picked the latter, since blackmailing is illegal, and I stink at it. If she wanted someone to help her with that, then she should ask Gumi or Piko.
I played dolls with Yuki. The creepy thing is, all her dolls like like people in our house. Anyways, she made up this story where this doll that looked like Rin was a princess, a Kaito look-alike was a prince, and blah blah blah. I cooperated, more or less, but then I accidentally (I swear) ripped the head off a doll that looked like Len. Yuki started crying "Len died! WAAAAAAAAH!", so Len came running in and said that he didn't die "this time". Then he started singing "I will survive".
Kaito says that Futoi Bob is on. I'm going to watch it with him, but only because he says that today there is a special guest named "Sanji".
(A/N: I dare someone to write a fic that is based off Iroha's. That is, unless I do it first.)