Me: (Typing like crazy)
(Pops head out from sound-proof box) Zoey: What are you doing?
(Not taking eyes off computer) Me: Trying to finish Chapter 35 by tonight.
(Pops head out of sound-proof box) Elliot: I'm guessing you finished the English Lit essay?
(Still not taking eyes off computer) Me: Finished it on Monday.
Elliot: How do you know if it's any good?
(Still not taking eyes off computer) Me: I'll know when I've handed it in on Friday next week.
Zoey and Elliot: Okay then. See ya! (They disappear back into the box)
Me: And now, annoyingly, it's back to Dren.
(Coming out the closet of doom) Dren: Why'd you put me in there?
Me: You annoy me to no end. And you're going back in there when you're done.
Dren: Why I oughta...
(Demonic aura appears, eyes glow red and evil flying demons swirling around my head) Me: Get on with it or you're going to suffer the wrath of E.A! She can be far scarier than the closet!
(Cowering) Dren: 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 to replace the demonic aura) Me: Because if I did, Zoey and Elliot would have ended up together!
Me: On with the chappie!
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 Thirty Four!
Anyway...
Italic means prophetic view
Normal means...well...normal
Chapter 34 When Dolls go bad!
'Danger lurking inserts the pain of truth and memories'
Ice cold air blew through the trees as people laughed and talked, the soft commotion of bustling customers outside Cafe Mew Mew was truly astounding for a cold Friday afternoon in the first week of December; and all the work that the Mew staff were doing at the flea market outside was to raise money for a local animal charity.
The people visiting absolutely loved it, the usual pleasure of eating the cafe's desserts while at the same time having other things to enjoy as well, who could not enjoy something like that?
Zoey stood beside a stand filled with cakes galore, similar to the one she had worked on at Halloween, she served cakes at the customers and when needed she ran off to the kitchen to replenish the stock.
She was really the only one managing the stall, Kikki was raising money from passersby with her circus tricks, and Corina was off drinking tea while waiting for someone to buy a large antique cupboard for an obscene amount of money that she had brought.
Bridget was going to be slightly late because she was bringing some stuff for sale, and Wesley and Elliot were busy setting up a stage, she didn't know for what reason though. And Renee was nowhere in sight, which was unusual because she would give a heads up if she wasn't going to be there.
She was quickly brought out of her thoughts by her young tamarind friend.
"Hey Zoey, what're you thinking about?" she asked. The wildcat looked down into her orangey brown eyes and smiled softly. She was happy that Kikki had all but forgotten what happened merely a week ago.
"Oh, nothing, just wondering where Bridget and Renee are, they said they'd both be here." Zoey answered. Kikki's eyes widened as she shifted from foot to foot.
"Erm...I don't know where Renee is..." she began, Zoey could tell that she was hiding something, but decided not to push it; instead she let her continue. "But Bridget is over there."
She pointed in the direction of the street leading to the cafe.
Running towards them was Bridget, her skirt flying wildly behind her as she ran, her pumps pounding against the ground.
Finally she stopped in front of the two girls panting, her blouse drenched with sweat and her arms hanging limply at her sides, while barely holding onto multiple shopping bags at the same time. She looked up at them with her grey eyes.
"Sorry I'm late, I had to get everything for the sale," she said in between pants. Zoey smiled at her.
"It's alright," she said. "Here, let me help you with those."
She reached out and picked up the bags, very easily with her wildcat infusion, she placed them on the now empty cake stall and saw what was inside.
Within them was toy after toy of handmade purity, each of them unique as a person's personality.
The two Mew Mews looked at each of them in awe; even Corina came over to look at them. The wildcat looked at her porpoise friend.
"You made these?" she asked. Blushing as red as a beetroot Bridget nodded her head.
"I'm taking a Textiles course at college; I want to make toys when I'm older. I thought that maybe if people liked them, then maybe it would be possible for me to be a doll maker," she explained.
Zoey sighed softly; sometimes she couldn't help but feel concerned for her friend's lack of confidence.
"Sometimes Bridget, you need to have more confidence in yourself, fighting for your dreams are how people got to where they want to be. So believe in yourself, I know you'll make your dream come true," she said as she placed all the toys on the stall.
The eighteen-year-old smiled at her friend's advice and the four girls got to work.
The toys were selling like hotcakes, all the children were begging their parents to buy them one of the toys; they were completely in awe by them.
Zoey smiled at their happy faces as they hugged their new toys, she didn't even notice as the other three Mew Mews snuck away while the toys became sold out.
The others went off in the direction of Elliot and Wesley; they had a special event in store but knew Zoey wouldn't feel comfortable about it if she knew.
They arrived at the newly-built stage to see Elliot and Wesley setting up some instruments and microphones. Kikki leapt onto the stage with Corina and Bridget climbing up behind her.
"Is everything nearly ready?" she asked in a hyper tone. Elliot looked at her and smiled slightly.
"We've finished setting up the equipment, we just need change into our costumes and we'll be set. How can you be sure that Zoey will want to do this? She won't be comfortable with this at all," he said. Corina and Bridget stood beside the tamarind.
"Don't worry, it's for charity so she'll be alright," the lorikeet answered.
Renee stepped onto the stage, her long dark purple swaying like a curtain behind her. Wesley got to his feet and held out his hand. The wolf took it and allowed herself to settle in her hands in his, a smile adorning her model's face as she stood face to face with her lover. She then glanced to the quartet of their younger teammates behind him.
"Shall we get changed?" she said. The team nodded and they headed behind the black stage curtains; a keyboard, electric guitar and three microphones stood on the stage, awaiting the pending performers.
Zoey heard music playing in the distance and people screaming loudly, but not in terror, in excitement.
She began to walk towards the origin only to find herself within a crowd of people in front of the stage that Elliot and Wesley had built.
She was pushed and shoved in random directions until she found herself pushed against the stage. Zoey looked up at the sight.
There were machines at the sides billowing smoke along the ground and lights flashing on the dark stage.
Her chocolate eyes fell on the people playing the instruments and felt them widen at the sight. At the keyboard was Wesley and on the guitar was Elliot.
Elliot was wearing his signature black band around his neck, a sleeveless black leather shirt and black tailored skinny jeans. He'd paired it with black boots with a slight heel, tied a black ligature around his upper arm, two black leather straps with silver buckles around the other, and black leather fingerless gloves. His hair had even been spiked slightly and black eyeliner around his eyes to make him look even more like a rock star.
Wesley was dressed in black jeans and a smoky grey shirt that's sleeves reached his elbows. Black leather bands were around his wrists, black boots were on his feet, a black unbuttoned waistcoat for the shirt, and a black tie was tied loosely around his neck, the knot dangling in front of his heart. His hair was tied back in its usual ponytail, but with a little extra detail; there were black streaks in his bangs that would get washed out when it got wet. He had the same black eyeliner around his eyes as Elliot.
Just then Bridget, Kikki and Corina came out from behind the curtains, each of them with broad smiles on their faces as they stepped up behind the three microphones.
Kikki was wearing a pair of dark denim shorts with black leggings that reached halfway down her calves and a pair of black leather ankle boots. She had paired it with a yellow and orange paint splatter t-shirt, chunky yellow bracelets and a long necklace with a monkey hanged down to her stomach. There was black eyeliner around her eyes with orange eye shadow and clear lip-gloss coating her lips; her hair was still in its little plaits but she had put wash-out orange streaks into her bangs.
Corina had opted for a pair of black skinny jeans decorated with dark blue gems at the bottoms, a light blue spaghetti strap halter neck with dark blue wings printed on the back and black ballet pumps. They'd been paired with some sapphire studded wristbands and matching belt sitting lopsided on her hips, along with her eyelids being coated with light and dark blue eye shadow with black eyeliner and a fine coat of mascara, her lips painted with slight red lip-gloss. Her hair was set in its customary buns but with a messier style, parts of her hair were sticking out of them and light blue wash-out streaks in her bangs.
Bridget was wearing dark green knee-high slightly heeled boots with dark blue denim skinny jeans studded with light green gems at the hips and a dark green asymmetric top that's one sleeve reached her elbow and had a light green porpoise printed on the front. She had paired it with a silver necklace that had light green teardrop jewels hanging from it and matching bracelets. Her eyes were outlined with black eyeliner and thin coat of mascara, beside it was a light green eye shadow and coating her lips was red lip-gloss mixed with fine glitter. Her hair had been untied from her usual plaits, becoming a gleaming curtain of dark emerald; there was tiny braids threaded through in random areas of her hair, tied in place by light green beads and a light green silk scarf was tied around her head like a hair band.
They then started dancing and clapping to the beat of the music, their hips swaying and their feet tapping; their voices sung into the microphones.
"Welcome to the grand finale of Cafe Mew Mew's charity event!" Kikki cried joyfully.
"We are very thankful for your generous donations, the animals will be forever grateful for your kindness," said Bridget.
"And now, we are proud to present this special concert just for you!" said Corina.
Renee then came strutting out from behind the curtains. She was wearing a black miniskirt that flared around her hips as they swayed, reaching just above halfway down her thighs, black platform stiletto heels that's vamp was studded with little black gems, and a dark purple tight-fitting tube top with a hole over her heart and held together with a thin black ribbon. There were amethyst bracelets on her wrists and a matching jewel sitting in a silver crucifix around her neck, laid against the centre of the whole of her top. An earpiece microphone was just visible beneath her bangs. Her hair was in its usual style and her eyes were coated with smoky black eye shadow with black eyeliner and mascara, her lips were coated with a shiny red lip-gloss, the colour of ripe red cherries.
The smile on her face was glowing as she looked down at the crowd of people. Her sea blue eyes then landed on Zoey. Her hand extended down to the wildcat as she knelt onto the ball of her foot towards her. Zoey shook her head slightly, a worried flush striking across her face. Although the wolf clearly wasn't going to take no for an answer, a smirk formed on her face. She grasped onto Zoey's wrist gently and hauled her onto the stage, where she was ushered behind the curtains by her other fellow Mew Mews.
Moments later she was pulled out onto the stage again. Zoey had been dressed in a dark pink corset dress that reached just over halfway down her thighs with a black underskirt and bodice, the top was strapless and pronounced her upper half while the skirt flared out slightly at the hips. On her feet were a pair of black high heel lace-up biker boots that reached below her knees, around her neck was her gold bell tied in place with a dark pink ribbon and on her hands were a pair of black fingerless gloves. A dark pink diamond jewelled armlet held onto her upper arm and an earpiece microphone beneath her bangs. Around her right upper thigh, over her Mew mark, was a black lace garter. Her eyelids were coated in fine dark pink eye shadow, lined with the barest of black eyeliner and mascara, and her lips were tinged with dark pink lip-gloss.
Zoey slowly walked to Renee's expecting side, her eyes wide like a rabbit in the headlights. The wolf that was her best friend placed a comforting hand on her shoulder, her eyes saying 'don't worry, you'll be fine'. The twenty-two-year-old then turned back to the audience.
"Now that we're all here, let's make some music!" she yelled.
The tamarind, lorikeet and porpoise then began singing. They knew that they were singing one of Zoey's originals, something they had asked her to show at Corina's birthday sleepover.
Na, Na
Na, Na, Na, Na
Na, Na
Na, Na, Na, Na
Renee then began to sing on her cue, seeing the recognition of the song in Zoey's eyes.
I didn't count on this
Before my very first kiss
Zoey then joined in when she saw the wolf look her way, urging her to take the next part.
This isn't the path we choose
But there's so much we could lose
The two of them then began to sing in unison.
Team Up! (Team Up!)
Renee then stepped up, singing over them.
Are you up for it?
Zoey then took over, looking over to Elliot. Their contrasting eyes meeting in an intense moment. A smile touched her lips as they stared at each other.
Put your hand in mine
It's a perfect fit
She then turned back to the audience and joined Renee in unison.
Team Up! (Team Up!)
Coz it's up to us
The wildcat then performed a solo, Renee standing by, awaiting her cue.
But it's hard to save the world
When you're falling in love
The other three Mew Mews then took over.
Na, Na
Na, Na, Na, Na
If we band together like
Birds of a feather
We'll be friends forever
Going Up, Up, Up!
Team Up!
With Renee and the others singing in the background...
Na, Na
Na, Na, Na, Na
Zoey took the final part; her eyes were flickering between bright pink and their chocolate colouring.
It's not too late
We can save the day
If we collaborate
Team Up! (Team Up!)
Coz it's up to us
But it's hard to save the world
It's hard to save the world
When you're falling in love
The girls all then sung together.
Na, Na
Na, Na, Na, Na
The crowd burst into enormous applause, clapping and screams of excitement surrounded the group of seven as they gathered together for a bow. Zoey's eyes returned to their normal colour.
Soon the crowd of people dissipated as the sun went down, the cafe staff hadn't changed out of their costumes yet; they were walking back to the cake stall, Renee and Wesley walking hand in hand, Kikki was skipping ahead with Corina and Bridget hurrying behind her, and Zoey and Elliot were walking behind the pack with Elliot's arms wrapped firmly around his girlfriend's waist and hers wrapped over his as though holding them in place.
When they arrived they saw a girl that was a couple of years older than Bridget but a year or two younger than Renee, her hair was light brown and reached the centre of her back, some pieces of it were tied back with a red ribbon. Her eyes were brilliant green, like glowing emeralds, and she was just that bit taller than Bridget. In her hand was one of Bridget's handmade toys. She walked over to them and smiled.
"Hello, that was a really great performance," she said. Corina immediately stepped forward with a wide smile on her face.
"Thank you, it seems you enjoyed the toys as well," the lorikeet responded. The girl looked at the toy in her hand and smiled slightly.
"Yes, it's really well-made, it's adorable," she said. Zoey looked at her and gestured to Bridget, while still holding onto Elliot.
"Bridget made them, along with the rest of the toys," she said. The girl then looked at the porpoise.
"You did? You really have a talent," she said.
Bridget was staring at her in shock through the whole exchange, there was something about this girl that was familiar but she couldn't quite put her finger on it. She then realised who it was.
"Excuse me? Is your name Amelia Littleton?" she asked. The girl tilted her head and smiled.
"Yes, that's me," she answered. The porpoise gasped in excitement.
"Aren't you the famous doll maker?" she cried. This caused Amelia to nod her head and smile. She then spoke again.
"Would you like to come to my workshop tomorrow? I'd really like to see more of your work," she said. The eighteen-year-old smiled.
"I'd love to." Bridget answered.
After all the exchanges were done the Mew Mews and Amelia went in their different directions for home.
The following morning was crisp with cold; the sun's rays flickered in the sky softly as it attempted to send its ever-present glow throughout the city.
Bridget arrived at Amelia's workshop and found her sitting at a table with various fabrics strewn in front of her. She smiled up at the girl and gestured to a seat beside her.
The previous night Bridget had drawn out a design so she knew what she was going to make. Immediately she went for the baby blue fabric and began to work.
The two girls were laughing and joking as the porpoise worked on her fabulous doll, the stitching was well-done and the design was glorious.
When it was finished it practically glowed with incredible beauty. It was a baby blue porpoise, a similar style to her Mew form, although it had a tail instead of legs. There was a light pink bodice that curled down like fins with a red jewel at the chest and white antenna curving down in the shape of a heart. The sea blue eyes were staring back at them in an almost mystical way. Bridget smiled at her masterpiece and turned to Amelia.
"Thank you, I had an amazing time," she said softly. The doll maker smiled back at her.
"You're welcome," she replied. "You know, there's an exhibition coming up and I hope you don't mind, but I submitted an entry form for your doll, it's going to be shown there tomorrow."
The girl looked at her in surprise, her expression then changed into one of happiness.
"I'm more than happy with that." Bridget said as she turned to make her way out.
"I'll drop it off for you!" Amelia called as she exited the room. They then bid their farewells and Bridget disappeared out the room.
The following afternoon the Mew Mew team went to the doll exhibition, all of them filled with excitement as they waited to see Bridget's heartfelt creation.
They split up into designated groups and started exploring the room of doll wonderment. Kikki led the way with Corina and Bridget following quickly behind her, making sure that nothing happened to her. Wesley and Renee went in another direction, holding hands and barely looking at the exhibits, rather at their partner. And Zoey and Elliot looked at all the exhibits hoping to find Bridget's doll, the wildcat had seen her friend's sketches and knew what it looked like.
Finally she found it.
With Elliot's arm wrapped around her waist she stared at the doll, for some reason she felt she could see a sadness within its sapphire eyes.
Amelia was standing behind the doll, signing autographs for people who wanted it. Soon Bridget and the others gathered around it. Kikki was practically jumping up and down in excitement.
"It's so pretty! It's awesome, Bridget!" she cried happily. Zoey looked at the name plate beside the doll while the group were talking and complimenting Bridget, she turned to her friends and pointed at it. Instead of saying 'Bridget Verdant' it said 'Amelia Littleton'.
Immediately seeing this Renee called for Amelia's attention and she walked over to look at them over the table.
"Excuse me? This is Bridget's doll, why hasn't it got her name on it?" she asked. Amelia slammed her hand onto the table's surface beside the doll and looked at them. Zoey saw her eyes had darkened from emerald to dirty moss; they glinted smugly as she looked the group up and down.
"I don't know what you're talking about, this is my creation. So if you don't mind, I would be happy if you kept your ridiculous accusations to yourself. Be on your way and enjoy the exhibition," she said as she turned away from them.
Zoey walked away as Renee, Corina and Kikki leapt into arguing with Amelia with Bridget close to tears beside them and Wesley standing silently with a concerned look on his face and his hand on his girlfriend's shoulder.
The wildcat stood in the exhibition's empty corridor, her head resting against the wall as she gazed off into space.
Elliot came out to check on her and stood in front of her, his hands pressed lightly against her waist; his girlfriend snapped out of her trance and instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck, inclining his head so that they were staring eye to eye. The fifteen-year-old then spoke.
"Are you okay, Zoey? Why did you leave the room?"
Zoey sighed softly as she cast her eyes downwards and pressed her forehead into his chest.
"I kind of feel that what happened in there is my fault," she answered. Elliot tilted his head in confusion.
"Why?"
The girl looked up at him again.
"I told her to have more confidence in herself, to fight to make her dreams come true. She followed it and look what's happened. It really is my fault," she said.
Elliot stroked her hair comfortingly, his bright crystal blue eyes glowing with love. He then placed his hands gently on both sides of her face.
"It was never your fault, if there's anyone to blame for this, it's Amelia; she brought this upon herself by doing what she did. So don't blame yourself for something that wasn't your fault," he said.
Zoey smiled slightly at his words and placed her hands on the sides of his face. They drew closer together so that their foreheads touched. Their lips crashed against one another passionately. Their hands moved from the others' faces, Elliot's moved to tracing up and down her torso while Zoey's were clutching the back of his shirt tightly, her knee rested against the side of his waist as he held beneath it. Their tongues danced in each others' mouths as their kisses burned with the love they felt for the other.
Meanwhile when the other Mew Mews had finished arguing with Amelia the doll maker left the room through another door, she walked down the barren corridor with a confident swagger in her step. She felt on top of the world, although there was the slightest sliver of guilt within her, but all she could do was brush it off like it was nothing.
Just then an ice cold wind swept through the hallway, it whipped Amelia's skirt up and she tried to keep it down. When it stopped she smoothed it out and continued to walk. A voice broke through the silence.
"You really shouldn't steal other people's work, people will find out what you've done as quickly as you did it."
The woman turned around rapidly and towards the origin of the voice, tremors of fear running down her spine as she searched. Finally she spotted the owner and her fear burst out at full force. It was Dren.
"Who are you?" she cried. The alien prince flew towards her, cornering her against the wall. She slid to the floor, shivering in fear. He moved his hand towards her, it was ready to grab onto something precious.
"I'm the person who's going to use your corrupt spirit for my plans," he said as he pulled her spirit out of her body. She slumped against the wall, lifeless. Dren looked at the glowing soul in his hand; he produced an orange crystal from his pocket and joined it with the soul.
"Fusion!" he muttered. "Soon you will know who you are, dear princess."
Zoey and Elliot finally stopped their romantic exchange and stared at each other lovingly.
Just then a scream erupted from the exhibition room. They removed themselves from each other and ran back into the room.
People were running out and screaming for their lives as they desperately escaped from the room. The only people remaining in the room were the Mew Mews and Wesley. They were all staring at something in the centre of the room, the girls poised for their transformations. The wildcat moved her eyes to what they were staring at and felt them widen at the sight.
In the centre of the room stood what looked like a cross between a human and a spider. Eight spider legs stuck out of their back and their clawed black hands were just about ready to shoot at them with their ammunition. Zoey looked over to Elliot.
"Elliot, you and Wesley go out to the hallway, be careful, okay?" she said as she brushed a kiss against his cheek. Elliot nodded his head and squeezed her shoulder gently. He gave her a brief kiss on the cheek, telling her to be careful; he and Wesley then left the room.
Zoey turned to her friends and nodded her head; they knew what they had to do. With their power pendants at the ready they cried in unison.
"Power Pendant, Mewamorphosis!"
They transformed into their Mew forms and leapt at the spider predasite, their weapons out and ready for the attack. They scratched, punched and kicked at the predasite; their hits met their target but it remained unfazed, a wicked smirk on its humanoid face, red eyes glinting sneakily, as though they had a cunning plan in motion.
Just then the spider fired tangles of web from her hands, trapping the Mew Mews within its silk threads. They couldn't move their hands so they couldn't use their weapons. A loud laughter boomed over their struggles. The wildcat turned to the sound and saw Dren, his amber eyes glinted when they met her bright pink ones. He floated effortlessly towards her and leant back in the air, enjoying her vulnerable state.
"Like my predasite, kitten? It should be more of a challenge for you," he said. The girl gave an annoyed growl, flirting and toying with her, he annoyed her to no end. She drew her claws and began to subtly saw against her binds, her eyes still on the alien prince.
"It doesn't matter how tough the predasite is, we'll still kick its butt," she said evenly. He merely smirked at her retort.
"Feisty as usual, but you're..." he started.
Although he never finished the sentence as Zoey broke free from her restraints and lashed out at him, giving him the signal to stay away.
She then ran at the predasite, her Rose Bell out and striking at it violently; the wildcat avoided all the creature's strikes and landed blows on it. She was clearly winning.
Just then the predasite held her arms behind her back, holding them by the wrists with its spider legs, and pressed her back against its front. It violently gripped her shoulder and pushed her head to one side, extending the area between the shoulder and head, its eyes trained on her soft neck.
In seconds its fangs were in her neck.
Zoey bit her lip, refusing to cry out in pain. Instead she kicked it in the stomach, causing the fangs to come out of her neck. Blood seeped from her wound, running down to her shoulder in crimson ribbons. A growl escaped her. She used her claws to free her friends, who immediately attacked the predasite for what it did to their friend. Soon it was on the ground in pain, ready to be destroyed. The wildcat stepped forward, her Rose Bell ready to aim and fire.
"Rose Bell, Full Power!" she cried as her glowing pink attack destroyed the predasite, leaving Amelia's spirit behind to be taken back to its owner by Minimew.
The five girls turned towards the alien prince, anger flaring from them as they looked at him.
"Not as tough as you said." Zoey said. Dren just laughed.
"It doesn't matter, I got my prize," he said. "Until next time, Mew Mews!"
He then teleported away, leaving the girls to return to their human forms.
Once back to normal Zoey slid to her knees, her hand clutching her neck; the bite had stopped its bloody mess and was no more than a simple white crescent. Renee knelt beside her and looked over her wound.
"Guys, get Elliot and Wesley, now!" she cried. The other three girls went running out to find the boys.
Elliot came running in with Wesley and the girls close behind him, he immediately knelt down at Zoey's side and ran his finger over the bite mark. He draped her arm over his shoulder and lifted her to her feet. The wildcat gripped onto the front of his shirt in order to keep herself steady as she stood beside him.
Just then Amelia came running in, tears in her eyes; she didn't notice Zoey's battle scar as she looked at the Mew Mew team. Her emerald eyes landed on Bridget.
"Bridget, I'm so sorry for what I did, your design was so unique, so original, I was jealous so I put it down as my own," she said softly. The eighteen-year-old clasped the doll maker's hands gently and smiled at her.
"It's alright, I forgive you," she replied.
Amelia looked relieved, but there were still some inner demons to battle.
"The reason I did it is because I've been running out of original ideas for some time now, losing my place within the business. When I saw your dolls, they were fresh and people really liked them, so I thought maybe your work could inspire me. But it didn't work, I was running out of time so I put the doll down as my own," she explained.
A soft sigh entered the air, causing the woman to look at the originator, Zoey. The girl was smiling softly at her. She tilted her head in confusion, causing the wildcat to speak.
"It's not about being original, or being on top. It's about making people smile because your gift to them has made them happy. Your love for what you do is all that's needed."
Silently Amelia smiled and nodded her head, then walked out the room, all of her guilt disappearing with every step.
Soon enough the Mew Mew team walked out. Kikki, Corina and Bridget leading the way, Renee and Wesley taking the back, and Zoey and Elliot in the middle; the wildcat leaning on her boyfriend for support.
When they were back at the cafe Zoey was immediately taken to the medical room, Elliot examining the mark on her neck that had already almost healed, the white turning back to pink and merging with the rest of the skin. The fifteen-year-old frowned slightly as he put down the small x-ray machine and took a scalpel and a pair of tweezers. His girlfriend looked at him out of the corner of her eye.
"What's wrong?" she asked softly.
"There's a fragment of a crystal in the wound, probably from the predasite, it needs to be removed as soon as possible." Elliot replied. "It's time for everyone to head home. This could get...unpleasant. I'll keep you informed."
With that everyone left the room, leaving Zoey and Elliot alone.
Zoey extended her neck for him and closed her eyes. Elliot lightly cut into the newly healed bite, letting it bleed slightly and delved in with the tweezers. He kept an eye on the x-ray machine to make sure he was in the right place. Soon he pulled out the crystal fragment; it glowed orange in the light. His girlfriend opened her eyes and looked at him as he put it in a Petri-dish. He then spoke.
"The side-effects will mean you're going to have to stay here for twenty-four hours to make sure it's all out of your system, as it should be, you may be a bit aggressive and experience Cyniclon controlled urges. Other effects should include flashing back to scenes controlled by them at random times, which will last for a few days, give or take, it really depends on how powerful the strain is. Now get some sleep, you need to sleep it off."
He gave her a kiss on the forehead and then left the room.
Zoey lay back in the bed, her heart racing in her chest, she really didn't want to know what the Cyniclons would do to her while they had control of a number of actions over her in the next twenty-four hours, at least while she was awake. Doing the only thing she could do, she closed her eyes and drifted off into a deep sleep.
And so pain will flow through the princess, doing her best to fight back against the urges that threaten to overcome her so that she will hurt the people she cares about. In less than five months, the moment of truth will come forth.
Me: Another chapter! I love writing!
E.A: That's a bit of a cliffy you got there.
Me: I couldn't help myself; I wanted to add the effects of the orange crystal.
E.A: Also, the way you have Zoey and Elliot...
Me: Don't misinterpret! It's not going any further than that! My work is strictly a kiss basis for them.
E.A: But what about...
Me: Thank you for all your glorious reviews. And please note that constructive criticism is welcome.
E.A: Although flames aren't welcome. She gets very upset if there is any.
(Produces notebook) Me: Note to self- Complete Chapter 35 or die!
(Throws notebook over shoulder) Me: ...Anyway time for me to be signing off.
Me: See you next week! And please note that I don't own the song sung here either. That belongs to the English dubbed version of this anime.
Everyone: On behalf of Princess Mew Mew, we apologise for any prolonged delays in the future.
Please R&R!
At least one good review and I'll update the next chapter.