Me: (Walks into the room with moody aura) Hi, I'm in a bad mood so don't bother me if you don't want your head bitten off.
(Pops head out from sound-proof box) Zoey: Do we want to know what happened during the week that's made you like this?
Me: You can if you want, but I wouldn't push it. Plus I've still got my katana so it wouldn't be wise either.
(Pops head out of sound-proof box) Elliot: Right...If you need us to listen to your problems, let us know.
Me: Thanks... (Suddenly switches to happy mood) Now, I'm happy to be back and updating this chapter!
Elliot: And she's back to normal. (He and Zoey disappear back into the box)
Me: Well, at least they said they'd listen.
(Teleports into room with Tarb) Sardon: Looks like it's our turn to do the disclaimer.
(Rolls eyes) Me: Kinda obvious, don't you think?
Tarb: Don't mock my smarts!
(Sweatdrops) Me: Just do the disclaimer.
Sardon and Tarb: Princess Mew Mew does not own Tokyo Mew Mew or anything to do with it, it belongs to Mia Ikumi.
(Halo, pretty flowers and eyes sparkly) Me: Because if I did, Zoey and Elliot would have ended up together.
(Imagery fades) Me: And now, on with the chapter!
I have used the English names in case, and the characters are OC.
In advance I apologise if I have got the ages incorrect but I tried, although I shall make no changes.
Summary: This is a rewrite of the series, it shall be based on the TV series, and each chapter covers that episode, except when it reaches the end. Although sometimes they go into my version of the event; also I have added appearance descriptions in case you don't know, but if you do, then excellent.
Here's Chapter Twenty!
Anyway...
Italic means prophetic view
Normal means...well...normal
Chapter 20 Daughter of the Year
'Family secrets unfolding will lead to unexpected emotions'
It had been a week since they had come back from their vacation to the beach. The late June air blew through the open windows of Café Mew Mew. A long Saturday afternoon of customers and cleaning, although now at 6:00pm they were closing up for a chilled out Sunday with only half the work. Corina sat with Renee slowly sipping at a boiling hot cup of tea and watching the older female eat a blackcurrant tart delicately in her hands. Bridget was clearing the tables with a moist towel, the water oozed slowly out of the fabric and onto her palms; its tingly moisture sent a radiating sensation through her fingers. Meanwhile Wesley, Zoey and Kikki were in the kitchen.
Wesley sat with his hands wrapped around a dry cloth, effortlessly drying the silverware in quick flicks of the fabric. Zoey stood beside Kikki washing the dishes of the so many customers from mere hours ago, the constant burning on the back of her neck had became more and more frequent, but less and less noticeable; it was nothing more than the tickle of a little feather floating elegantly around on the skin. Kikki suddenly slumped against her, the lightweight of her body was no more than a slight pressure to Zoey, and she looked down into Kikki's face and saw that she had fainted. Zoey had noticed that Kikki had been slightly off colour since they had gotten back from the beach, looks like what was wrong has finally revealed itself.
"Kikki, are you alright?" Zoey cried as she tried to support her. Kikki was mumbling something under her breath.
"The taps are dancing…Little Sprouts…Got to go…" Kikki mumbled. Zoey placed her hand on Kikki's shoulder; it was as hot as boiling water, she could tell what was wrong but she had to be sure.
"Wesley!" Zoey cried. Wesley looked up from the shining silverware and saw Zoey with the unconscious Kikki.
"Zoey, tell the others what happened, I'll take Kikki to where you were nursed," said Wesley as he slowly picked Kikki up in his arms. Zoey nodded her head, she then watched him carry Kikki to the next room.
Meanwhile in the dining area Bridget, Renee and Corina were decorating for a party, not just any party, but Kikki's 11th birthday party. Elliot walked down the stairs and, without talking to the group in the room, walked into the kitchen, he saw Kikki being lifted by Wesley into the medical room next door and Zoey standing in the middle of the kitchen, her slender frame standing out perfectly in the middle of this occurrence. He walked to her side but didn't dare touch her; they were still rebuilding the friendship they had shaken up so abruptly.
"Zoey, what happened?" Elliot asked. Zoey looked up at him with anxious eyes.
"Something's wrong with Kikki, I don't know for sure but I think it might be the flu," said Zoey as she looked away from him and towards the door that Kikki was lying behind.
Within minutes the group were in the medical room, standing beside the bed, Kikki lay upon it breathing quickly, sweat slowly trickled down her forehead. Zoey knelt down next to her head and placed a moist towel on Kikki's forehead. Sweat stopped moving down her face, her breathing slowed. She then continued to mumble.
"Little Sprouts…Got to go…" she muttered, repeating the same words over and over again. Elliot knelt down beside Zoey and looked at her with his bright crystal blue eyes.
"Do you have any idea what she is talking about?" Elliot asked as he stole a glance towards Kikki's sleeping form. Zoey shook her head; she couldn't understand what she was talking about apart from the fact that it was important.
"Corina, Bridget, see if you can find anything with the name 'Little Sprouts,'" said Zoey as she looked at them out of the corner of her eye. They nodded their heads and rushed out the room to the phone book on the counter.
Corina sat with the phone book in her lap and Bridget with a pen and paper in her hand. The only place in the city with the name 'Little Sprouts' was a day care centre. With the book pressed tightly to her chest, Corina ran back to the others with Bridget following suit. Renee passed them on the way to the door; they knew she had a photo shoot that evening so had to go.
"A day care centre?" said Wesley, sounding quite surprised.
"Yeah, but what would Kikki have to do with a day care centre?" Corina asked as she looked towards Zoey, who was crouching over the sleeping Kikki. Elliot, who was kneeling beside her, stood up and looked at them.
"Go to this day care centre and find out, Zoey can bring Kikki and catch up with you later," said Elliot as he looked towards Zoey for a response to his suggestion. She nodded her head. With Zoey's nod, Bridget and Corina left the café and started to head to this day care centre.
When they arrived, the playground was empty of people, no children, no carers, nothing. Corina, with Bridget following behind her, walked up to the glass door; a little girl with dark blonde hair was playing inside. She looked like a miniature Kikki with her two little plaits just touching her small shoulders, the girl looked up to the two faces staring back at her and let out a loud scream. A woman came running and picked up the child, she then opened the glass door.
"How dare you scare an innocent little girl!" the woman cried as the little girl cried in her arms. She looked as though she was going to hit them when two people came walking up into the playground, the one girl supporting the other. Distracted by the new arrivals they all stopped their actions.
Zoey supported Kikki as they walked from the café to this day care centre, Zoey slowly walking with Kikki as she leant against her. She could tell that Kikki was still weak from her fainting spell, but she couldn't persuade her to stay in bed and not come to this place. Throughout the time they were walking, Kikki's vision was continually getting clearer; as a sign to show that she was recovering. At last they stopped in front of the three females outside the building, Corina and Bridget looking almost terrified at the woman in front of them. She was a tall and considerably thin woman; with pale grey eyes that had dark lashes around them, and light brown hair in an angled bob, framing her face.
The little girl was put down and she came rushing towards Kikki, her short arms outstretched as she ran over to them; they then wrapped around Kikki's waist.
"Big sister!" the girl cried. Her two plaits swinging behind her. Kikki smiled a weak smile down at her.
"Hey Heidi," said Kikki as she attempted to wrap her free arm around the child. Zoey, Bridget and Corina looked at the two young girls stupefied, they didn't know that Kikki had a little sister; in fact they didn't know anything about her family at all. The woman picked up on this fact by the expressions on their faces.
"You don't know about their family, do you?" the woman asked. The three girls shook their heads.
"Well, I'll tell you. Kikki is the eldest of the children, not only does she have a sister, but she also has four little brothers as well. About two years ago, Kikki's mother fell ill and died of the disease. Her father, on the other hand, is alive; but is travelling the world, mastering as many forms of material arts as he can. He has been away for about three years. Anyway, as soon as Kikki's mother fell ill, Kikki took on the roll of doing all the housework and taking care of her younger siblings. It's sad that someone so young has to take on such a responsibility," the woman explained. With Kikki's tale told, Zoey, Bridget and Corina said goodbye to the woman and started taking Kikki and Heidi home, with Heidi leading the way.
When they arrived at Kikki's home, which was a large detached house with a big courtyard and a large brick wall surrounding it, Kikki, who had gained back her ability to walk, opened the front door. At that moment four black haired boys came running towards them, all of them yelling the words 'I'm hungry'. Kikki attempted to calm them down but no avail came. Seeing that Kikki needed assistance, Zoey walked in and headed straight for the kitchen, the group slowly followed behind her. They watched as Zoey tied an apron around her waist and lifted a frying pan off the sideboard.
"Bridget, Corina, go out and get some overnight stuff, we're having a birthday sleepover, and Kikki, while you recover, we will take care of everything," said Zoey as she spread some cooking oil around the pan. The two older girls nodded and walked out the house. The others watched in awe as Zoey cooked a feast fit for a king.
About an hour later, Bridget and Corina returned with as much sleepover gear as they could carry between them. They entered the house to see that the young children had all gone to bed, while Zoey and Kikki sat in the living room drinking cups of freshly brewed tea, the teapot sitting in the middle of the glass coffee table. Zoey looked up and walked over to the girls in the doorway, helping them with their gear. Thirty minutes later they had all snuggled down and were sleeping around Kikki's bedroom; their soft breathing was the only sound to be heard.
The following morning, as the sun was rising, Zoey awoke from her slumber; the other three girls lay sound asleep on their pillows. Quietly climbing out of the blankets entangled around her, Zoey got dressed and cleaned up. On the note she had left for the other girls, she wrote that she was doing the early shift at the café and that she would be back at 04:00pm that afternoon, with the note she left a set of earplugs and a pen and paper for Kikki to write what needed to be done for the day. Zoey sighed as she left the house, she hated leaving them to sort out this predicament, but she had to work at the café and protect the human race from the Cyniclons. On that note she slowly walked away into the sunrise.
A couple of hours later, the others awoke and saw the note left by Zoey, Kikki quickly grabbed the pen and paper and started writing what needed to be done, then she placed the earplugs in her ears and went back to sleep. Bridget and Corina looked at the list and saw what needed to be done.
07:00am Wake up
07:15am get washed
07:30am get dressed
08:00am Breakfast
08:30am Morning exercises
10:00am Snack time
10:30am Homework
12:00pm Lunch
12:30pm Chores
02:00pm Snack time
02:30pm Play time
05:00pm Tidy up
06:00pm Dinner
06:30pm Clean up
07:30pm Story time
08:30pm get ready for bed
09:00pm Bed
The list was considerably long compared to many others they had seen. They looked at the clock, 06:45am. Only fifteen minutes to get ready and begin the list, they knew they had better get started.
In the hours that followed Bridget and Corina dealt with as much as they could handle, the first three tasks on the list were simple enough as they only had to make sure that the children did as they were asked. The trouble began to start as soon as the breakfast Bridget made was set on the table, the young siblings started to argue and squabble in loud voices that could burst anyone's eardrums. By the time lunch came the situation hadn't changed except that it was a different meal. The young children had squabbled, and had fought with each other throughout the morning exercises, homework and snack time.
The constant noise they were making caused Kikki to awaken from her slumber; she removed the earplugs and walked down to the living room to see her siblings bouncing up and down on the tired forms of Bridget and Corina. Shocked at the sight she was seeing something inside just snapped.
"Quiet already!" she yelled. The five children stopped immediately and looked at their sister. Corina and Bridget looked at her as well; she had saved them from the amused wrath of her younger siblings. Once her siblings had left the room, Kikki led her friends out the house.
"I'll take care of everything, tell Zoey when you see her that I'm better and that she doesn't need to come back," said Kikki. Bridget and Corina didn't argue then waved goodbye to her and left the premises. The moment they were out of sight and Kikki had shut the door, she slumped against the door; she was still weak and if a predasite attacked her that very second she wouldn't be able to defend herself.
When that thought had been out of her mind for a millisecond, an explosion came from outside the door. Kikki quickly opened the door and ran out the house, shutting the door behind her.
"Power Pendant, Mewamorphosis!" she cried as soon as she saw Tarb on the roof of her house. Then she saw a strange chicken predasite, its body laden with machine gun bullets. Kikki then sneezed, the warm moisture from her nose and mouth soak into her gloved hand. Tarb started laughing.
"You're sick, you should have stayed in bed, there's no way you can beat this predasite on your own," said Tarb as he gestured his predasite to attack her.
"Just watch me!" she cried weakly. The predasite began shooting at her, and she started running to avoid the bullets. After five minutes of running in circles, Kikki began to feel weak in the knees. The predasite then bound her with an enormous peach coloured worm. She struggled against her prison but the bonds keep getting tighter and tighter, Kikki couldn't do anything about it. She knew she was in big trouble.
Suddenly a bright pink light appeared, a being stepped out of it and forward came Zoey, fully transformed and ready to kick Cyniclon and predasite butt.
"How dare you attack Kikki in her time of sickness, fighting an opponent with such an unfair advantage is low, even for the Cyniclons! So I promise that if you dare try something like this again, I will make sure that you never get the chance to again!" Zoey cried as she leapt at the predasite.
She kicked the predasite in the chest, whacked away the machine gun and smacked it on the head with its own weapon. Zoey then drew out her Rose Bell.
"Rose Bell, Full Power!" she cried as the predasite was destroyed. Tarb shook his fist at them and disappeared into thin air. The worm that bound Kikki disappeared and she returned to her human form, within seconds she dropped to the floor and fell asleep. Zoey, as she returned to normal, rushed over to the sleeping Kikki's side and picked her up in her arms. She then carried her inside the house and placed her in bed, then walked out the room.
Meanwhile at the café, Elliot, Wesley, Renee, Bridget and Corina watched the entire battle. Zoey's poetic speech before she attacked was stuck in their minds, she cared enough to show that if any of them were harmed, she would make sure they never got a second chance, that she would kill them if they tried again. The three Mew Mews walked back up the stairs to the café dining area, the crowd in the café was extraordinary, there had never been so many people in the café at one time, and Zoey and Kikki weren't there to help them. Renee and Bridget started serving the customers as quickly as they could, serving the food that Wesley passed them in the kitchen, and even Corina was helping out because of their short-handedness.
Elliot sat downstairs watching the screen, the battle may have been over but something in the back of his mind was telling him that there was more to this attack than meets the eye, that there was some ulterior motive behind it all. His suspicion was confirmed when he realised that the Cyniclons were hoping to expose the Mew Mews' identities to the people of the city, like placing an attack in front of Kikki's house, a public area that pedestrians passed on a daily basis. It was so obvious now that he thought about it; he would have to tell Zoey about this as soon as he saw her again and hopefully rebuild their friendship.
Meanwhile, back at Kikki's house, Zoey looked at the list that Kikki had left for Bridget and Corina; there was still other tasks left to do. So tying an apron around her waist, Zoey walked into the kitchen to see Kikki's younger siblings messing about with the ingredients scattered about the kitchen. She slowly brought her fingers to her mouth and let out a high-pitched whistle. The children stopped moving at the sound.
"Ok, your sister is in bed sick, and behaving this way isn't helping her on a speedy recovery," said Zoey as she cleaned up the kitchen. The surfaces sparkled when she had finished.
"Why shouldn't we? We've done this and Kikki doesn't yell," the youngest, Heidi cried. Zoey knelt down on the floor so that her eyes met with the four six year olds and the five year old.
"Kikki has spent her time looking after all of you because she loves you, now it's time to show how much you love her, behave yourselves and help her, because without your help the sickness she has will come back again, only it may be even worse, you don't want to lose your sister, do you?" Zoey asked soberly. The young siblings shook their heads and started towards the cleaning supplies, they then started cleaning the house with Zoey. She then walked into Kikki's room and placed a moist towel on her forehead, letting the cool moisture soak into Kikki's brow. Zoey smiled and left the room.
Kikki awoke hours later to see the sun setting outside her bedroom window, her eyes widened at the sight. It was around lunchtime when she fell asleep, and now it was already sunset. A moist towel slid off her forehead and she walked out of her bedroom door to see her younger siblings cleaning the landing, they were scrubbing the floor with yellow sponges. She couldn't believe her eyes, they had never cleaned anything in their lives; but they looked as though they had been doing it as soon as they could walk. Suddenly she heard the soft padding of footsteps coming up the stairs, Kikki looked towards the stairway and saw someone she never thought she would see again; her mother was carrying a tray with a teapot and two cups of tea. Kikki rubbed her eyes and the sight of her mother faded, and was replaced with the reality; it was Zoey, not her mother.
"I see you're awake, how are you feeling, Kikki?" Zoey asked as she stood in front of Kikki. She looked up at Zoey's face and smiled, then walked back into her room.
Zoey stepped inside with the tray and placed it on the bedside table; she then took a seat beside Kikki on her bed. Kikki looked at her with her orange tinged orbs. Zoey tilted her head slightly, she was confused at why Kikki was looking at her the way she was. Kikki understood and smiled.
"You know, Zoey? I've never really noticed before, but you remind me of my mom, the way you take care of us, protect us…" said Kikki as she placed her head onto Zoey's lap. Without warning tears start falling from her eyes and trickling down her cheeks, she couldn't understand why she was crying. Zoey then started stroking her blonde hair, as though to comfort her. It was working.
"Kikki, your actions since your mother's death have contributed to your illness, don't keep fighting the world on your own, talk to someone about your problems and they will help anyway they can, trust me, it helps…" said Zoey as the sun continued to set. Kikki continued to cry into Zoey's lap, letting her tears soak into the clothes of who she thought of as the mother of the Mew Mews.
More events are beginning to unravel, as the time of reckoning draws closer, soon the beginning of the end will come. With an extraordinary story unfolding before us, amazing secrets are coming to light. Love will be the only survivor.
Me: I know that the Mew Mews were revealed to everyone in episode 11, but I wanted it to go on a little longer in secret.
E.A: What's the point?
Me: It gives them time to figure out what the Cyniclons true intentions are.
(Leaves room) E.A: Right... Where's Dren?
Me: (Laughing awkwardly)
(Still in a storage closet, Dren is bound and gagged, screaming, with snakes!)
(Produces notebook) Me: Note to self- Work out way for Dren to stop losing his temper whenever it's his turn to do the disclaimer.
(Throws notebook over shoulder) Me: ...Anyway my friend Berrygumdrop and I will be saying goodbye for the week.
Berrygumdrop: Yeah! Let's!
Me and Berrygumdrop: See you next week!
Everyone: On behalf of Princess Mew Mew, we apologise for any prolonged delays in the future.
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