Hey fellow Otaku! Sorry I didn't write yesterday, I was planning to but my friend slept over and I was too tired to even try and write something decent ^^'' ehehehe….

So, I'm writing now! ;D

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PS! I have absolutely nothing against people that are religious! I'm just expressing Gumi's thoughts about it, so if you get offended for some reason, just let me know! Sorry!

PPS! Sorry about the slight Miku bashing in this chapter! I swear, its important to my strange, complex plot XD

Sunday 10/20/12

Dear Carrot,

Gakupo made us go to church today.

It's that I'm not religious or anything, I just didn't really feel like "Gettin' up and goin!" ya know?

And our priest is really old and wrinkly, kind of like an expired raisin.

And he talks in monotone.

Basically, he's really boring.

But guess who I saw sitting two rows in front of us?

Miku and Mikuo!

I wonder what hair products they use…

What?

Its always so mirror shiny!

I wanna poke it! Heehee!

Yea…

So the service ended, and we were dismissed to the main room for some donuts! YAY!

I like donuts.

Miku grabbed a few too, surprisingly.

I thought she would be more of the "Eww, fat!" type.

But whatever.

Mikuo only grabbed one, a chocolate frosted one, and sat down against the wall.

He looked either like a lonely lost puppy, or just plain bored.

Miku had waltzed away to talk to some other popular, gorgeous girls.

I just kinda stood there awkwardy, noming on my sprinkled donut.

Eventually, Mikuo got up and walked over towards me.

I think he was trying to look smooth, like he was coming over here for his own purposes or something.

Yea, he looked about as smooth as gravel.

"Uh, hi Gumi…"

"Oh, h-hi."

"I didn't know you went to this church."

"I, um, d-don't usually…my older b-brother decided to, um, take us t-today…"

Mikuo shrugged, reaching for a plastic cup filled with juice.

I continued to awkwardly eat my donut, glancing around every five minutes, trying to find something to say.

Am I really so boring I can't even hold a conversation?

I don't think I'm that dull…

Then again, I've only just started to actually talk to other people of the same species, so you never know…

Well whatever.

Miku trotted over gracefully, her twin-tails flying out from behind her trim figure.

"Miku-o! We're leaving!" Suddenly she stopped, and glared at me.

I glanced away from her intense turquoise gaze.

Its official: Miku hates me. And I don't know why.

Me and Mikuo said our goodbyes awkwardly, and I watched them walk away (well, more like Miku drag her protesting little brother away)

Gakupo finished his conversation with a group of scantily clad ladies (The one girl had on such a low cut, tight black mini that you could see her nipples poking through! For church! CHURCH! I myself was wearing a nice conservative pale orange dress that went to my knees) and pushed me towards the door, away from the donut table!

Hmph.

But before we made it in the car, I noticed a flyer on the bulletin board right next to the doors, advertising that the local pet store was having a sale on chameleons.

Well, I don't know about you, but I wouldn't really like a chameleon.

Their eyes kind of creep me out.

But having a pet…

Well…

That would be nice.

The only pet I can remember having was Gakupo's old dog, Mustard.

I forget why he named her that…I think he must have lost a dog naming bet or something.

He got her once we started living with my aunt.

Mustard was a mixed breed, and from what my seven year old mind could recall, was as ancient as the type writer in my aunt's office.

Even though she was blind and deaf, she followed him around everywhere, and was very stubborn.

If you tried to help her up the stairs, she would nip at you until each one of your fingers had a small nick.

One day, she just lay down on Gakupo's bed, and passed away quietly while he was sleeping.

You never really notice how important having a pet is untill they pass away, and then you regret all the good times you could have had with them, but instead decided to hang around your friends.

After they're gone, you still look for them, resting by the door, or laying under the coffee table.

Its quite sad, really.

I was too young to really understand what had happened.

I wish I had.

Oh well.

As soon as me and Gakupo got seated in the car, I blurted out

"Can I get a pet?"

Gakupo flinched.

"A pet? That's a big res-"

"I know it's a big responsibility! Every parent on earth tells their child that! I've heard it enough! I want to get a pet!"

Yes, I realize I sounded like a spoiled brat.

But all I've ever really asked for is food, a phone, and occasionally the remote.

So I don't think anyone's really going to hold anything against me.

Gakupo raised an eyebrow at me.

"And how exactly are you going to afford a pet?"

"I have a job, in case you haven't noticed."

"Psh, yea. Working at Game Stop for minimum wage. Good luck."

Oh, go to hell Gakupo.

Although…

I suddenly realize how alike we are.

…

Oh god.

Gakupo sighed.

"We'll consider a pet. What exactly do you want?"

"A dog!"

"No."

"A cat!"

"No."

"A bunny! We can eat carrots together!"

"No."

"Yes!"

"No."

"Fine…a hamster!"

"No."

"Guinea pig!"

"No."

"A horse, dammit!"

"Hell. No."

"I don't know, a fish!"

"Sure!"

I saw the biggest smirk in the history of smirks grace Gakupo's flawless face.

Did I seriously just say I wanted a fish?

But fish are so boring!

I guess it could be worse…

He could have actually agreed to the horse.

I really don't want a horse, I only said it to add to the argument.

I have no idea how to take care of those oversized labradors.

Awaiting Neru's return, other people, and my, um, fish,

Gumi

Sorry it isn't very long…

Question! WHAT SHOULD GUMI NAME THE FISH? I'm thinking Ponyo! :D