Chocolate Pudding-chan: Hey everyone! I bet you all thought that I had abandoned this fanfic, huh? Well surprise, I did. Unfortunately for some, This is the last, short but sweet chapter to "Aardvarks". But readers, do not worry! I am starting another new story about everyone's three favorite aliens. Sneak peek at the end of the chappie. Enjoy!

Tart stared at the food in the bowl in front of him. "I can't believe this!" he thought. "How could they do this to me?!"

"Hey Tart?" Kish mumbled with a mouthful of salad, "You gonna eat this or what?"

"How could you?" Tart said quietly.

"Speak up." Pai remarked, and anyone watching could probably tell that he didn't care.

"Just HOW do you expect me to eat this stuff?!"

"Uh, what?" Kish was a little puzzled. Tart had been whining about how hungry he was all day, and it was Kish's turn to make dinner. Now, you must know, our dear Kisshu does not know the first thing about cooking. So he found some vegetables, put them in a bowl and called it "Salad".

"What's wrong with it?"

"IT'S A SALAD!"

"Yeah…so?"

"ARE YOU INSANE?! I CAN'T EAT PLANTS!"

"Uh, why not?"

"Let me explain." Pai began. "Tart loves plants, if you haven't noticed yet. I believe that the thought of ingesting them disturbs him."

"Okay, what?!"

Pai sighed. "To put it in simpler terms, Tart has a thing for plants and won't eat them because he thinks they have feelings."

"'Cause they do!" Tart was upset.

"I'm not gonna eat this, and you can't make me." Then Tart did the most mature thing he could think of.

He stuck out his tongue.

"Alright. Fine." Even Kish knew better than to even try to argue with Tart when he was in one of his "Moods". "If you don't want it, go make yourself a TV dinner, we have mac and cheese in the fridge."

"You're not even gonna try to— "

"Nope. Go."

Tart came out a few minutes later with the open cardboard tray with the noodles and cheese inside. He just stared.

"What's wrong now?" Kisshu was becoming impatient.

"I don't like this macaroni." Tart glared at those noodles harder than any other noodles had ever been glared at before.

"Why?!"

"All the cheese is bunched up on one side!"

"That's 'cause you're supposed to stir it though the noodles! Didn't you read the instructions?"

"Yes."

"So….?"

"The instructions clearly say, 'After heating the package for two to three minutes, spread the cheese into the noodles'."

"What don't you understand about that?"

"It says 'Spread'. You said to 'Stir'."

"There's no difference!"

"NO DIFFERECE?!" This made Taruto very upset.

"THERE IS TOO A DIFFERENCE! If you were making a grilled-cheese sammich, you wouldn't 'stir' the cheese onto the bread! You'd SPREAD IT! THERE'S A GINORMOUS DIFFERENCE!"

"Then spread the cheese for all I care!"

"NO!"

"WHY NOT?!"

"What idiot would 'Spread' cheese on noodles?! You're supposed to stir it."

Chocolate Pudding-chan: Well that was it. I really hoe you enjoyed Aardvarks, I certainly enjoyed writing it. Another big thanks to all you reviewers out there that gave me support, I couldn't have finished without you! And now the moment you've all been waiting for, a sneak peek at my new work!

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"Are you sure you know how to drive this thing? Can't I drive?"

"If I can drive a spaceship, I can drive this hunk of metal humans call a 'car'. Besides, you're only fourteen. You're too young to have a human license."

"Do you have a license?"

"Maybe……"

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Don't worry, Tart's in there, too! Up probably by tomorrow. Thanks again. Bye!