Disclaimer: I am perfect! I could have thought up Tokyo Mew Mew easily! I'm so brilliant like that! But Mia Ikumi, Reiko Yoshida, and all those involved got to it before me… curses!

Omnipotent Narrator: Not that you could have drawn it properly anyway!

Me: …I never did give you permission to leave Come What May…

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"Did it work?" Keiichiro asked the auburn haired alien sitting at one of the tables, staring at the door.

"The hit man idea? No. In fact, I'm kicked out of the house—not for that though. We were just messing around, and…" Tart trailed off. "Shouldn't Pudding be here by now?" he asked Keiichiro. "She normally gets here early, right Akasaka-san?"

"Yes… I have a very bad feeling about this," Keiichiro murmured.

Ichigo stormed in, looking furious. "Akasaka-san, some crazy random girl just attacked me and said she'd kill me for stealing Kish from her and then she said to kill Tart because Tart won't sell Kish to her!"

Tart groaned. As if his life needed more drama! "We've got to get rid of her," he muttered. "Akasaka-san, can you—"

"Everyone!" Ryou burst up from the computer room, looking enraged and worried. "Get down here right now. There's an e-mail from Pudding!

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"HELP ME!!!!" Pudding bellowed at the top of her lungs, pounding on her door. "YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO KEEP ME FROM SEEING TAR-TAR!" She tried the door handle in vain again, and shoved hopelessly at the window.

Pudding had woken up to find her window was locked, her phone was gone, and her door was locked. A note had been left by her pillow, reading;

Miss Pudding,

I regret to inform you that I cannot allow you to meet with that boy again until after we are married. I have no intention of you two coming up with some plan under my nose to thwart this engagement. Your father wills this to happen, and I will not let two eleven year olds defy him. You will receive meals in your room, and I will let you out on our wedding day.

Your Fiancé,

Ron Yuebin.

Pudding pressed her face to the window. "I'VE BEEN KIDNAPPED IN MY OWN HOUSE! HELP ME NA NO DA!"

To the girl's satisfaction, she heard some commotion outside. "I don't hafta eat cheerios unless 'Neechan tells me to!"

"You're not the boss of me! I'm not wearing my jacket to school!"

"No! Only Oneechan walks me to school! You don't!"

"Let 'Neesan out or I'll bite you!"

"I WANT ONEESAN!!!!!"

Pudding smiled. "Have fun getting them all off to school," she whispered, grinning. Her siblings only took orders from her and Tart—and they only listened to Tart on her orders.

The girl looked around for a way out of her room. Nothing… nothing… her computer! She dashed over to the computer.

"'Gimme da oranges 109 at aol dot com'," she said aloud as she typed it in. "Password, 'Tarutarus cute n cuddly09.'"

The computer screen came up with Pudding's aol account. "'To The Mad Sci Dude at Ryoumadethisup dot net.'"

Shirogane-san, Akasaka-san, Ichigo, Mint, Lettuce, Zakuro 'neesan, Tar-tar, help me! Yuebin's locked me in my room and he won't let me out until the wedding day! I need help! Get me out get me out I don't want to marry him he's old and I LOVE YOU TAR-TAR!!!!!!!

Send. "I give it an hour at most…"

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"Pai?"

"Outside the window."

"Kish?"

"Target in sight. He's in the living room, reading the paper."

"Zakuro?"

"I've got Kish's back."

"Mint?"

"Ready with the rope.

"Akasaka?"

"Waiting with the lock-picks."

"Shirogane?"

"Keeping an eye on the kids."

"Lettuce?"

"At the window with Pai. Pry bar ready."

"Ichigo?"

"That string is still there! Oh. Yeah. I'm in, I'm at Pudding's door, with the other lock picks."

"And I am stuck at the café so I don't get sued," Tart concluded into the walkie-talkie. "You guys had better get her out!"

"Sheesh, with your promise to keep my stalker away if this works, I'm all for it!" Kish's reply was fuzzy static over the line."

Tart heard a disbelieving "Kish has a stalker now?" and "Payback!" as well as his friend's "Shut up you idiots or we'll get caught!" He shook his head. They weren't taking this seriously!

"You all know I have no more black clothes now?" Zakuro asked. "I hope you know what I'm sacrificing for this plan!"

"Sacrificing?" Ryou's voice was indignant. "I'm the one making a sacrifice! You wouldn't give me a shirt! I'm wandering around in black leather pants and a black lace bra! You're the—"

"Shut up!" Kish sounded serious for once. "He's coming."

Tart bit his lip with worry. He switched off the walkie-talkie. This was out of his hands. The only thing he could do was wait and pray his friends didn't screw everything up. The future of Pudding's life was on the line. That meant the future of his life was on the line.

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All right, now you kiddies can wait all week to find out what happens, because if by some miracle I get on before next weekend I have to update my other fics! So I'll let you all wait… Sorry!