Dudly, I meant I'd read it but I'd need a week or so – and maybe more because I haven't even started. I'm online much less than I'd desire. +pout+
Phoebesaphira, Zoey89 and Princess of the Rogues, THANK YOU! And C.Shakespeare+g+, they are fun when they're clueless, aren't they+winks+
DISCLAIMER: Not mine.
Warning: I prefer to call this the Nutso Batch. Beware of 'shipwreck', and maybe 'dirty nails'.
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041. JACKET
"Isn't the Odango acting weird today?"
Motoki glanced at Usagi, who was happily digging into her second sundae. "She looks normal to me."
"Define normal."
"You know. Sweet, friendly, sociable, nice…."
"Exactly. She's been like that. To me!"
Motoki's eyes widened. "All day?"
"Well, she crashed into me earlier, but ever since she's been…." Mamoru couldn't find the right word, never having applied it to Usagi before.
"Nice?"
"Weird, huh?"
Usagi sighed, picturing the large brown spot (her first sundae) on green cloth (Mamoru's jacket) from when she'd bumped into him.
She could be nice, for today.
Just for balance.
21/03/07
042. DESIRE
He was a man of simple desires:
Eight hours of sleep, if possible. And if there was an attack, then he only asked for no visible bruise or scar – those were difficult to explain away.
A fresh pot of coffee and little traffic in the morning, not to be cornered at school by any girl. And if he couldn't escape, could she at least talk intelligently? Please?
Another fresh pot of coffee at the arcade, plus a complimentary piece of chocolate cake. Some sane conversation with Motoki and…
When had he scratched 'No Odango blondes, at all' from the list?
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043. SHIPWRECK
"That is a wafer."
Usagi grinned. "Yep."
"And that is melted ice-cream."
"Melted tutti-frutti ice-cream," she corrected. "It's the only one that comes in blue."
Mamoru looked again, hoping he'd been mistaken. But no. The wafer was still floating in ice-cream. "I don't want to know." Then, to the blonde: "And you want my banana split because…?"
"Only a piece of that banana. Gosh, must you be this stingy? Unless… Would an apple make a better iceberg? This project must improve my History grade!"
Mamoru choked. "History?!"
"Hello?" Usagi shook her head at his silliness. "That's the Titanic, of course!"
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044. DIRTY NAILS
"Impossible!" Rei protested at the very idea.
"I really don't think Mamoru would…." Ami didn't seem able to even say it aloud.
Usagi shook her head at their disbelief. "I saw it myself, guys."
Rei looked dubious. "You hate poor Mamoru. Bet you're making that up!"
"Am not! And if you want proof…" She rose and marched towards Mamoru. Curious, the other girls followed. Without a warning, Usagi held up his hand for inspection. "See?" She pointed at the chocolate under his nails.
Ami and Rei gasped.
Mamoru blushed.
"I told you he was eating that cake with his hands!"
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