Sakura in Paris
Part Nine: Discovery

Raye: Party! Party! Party!
Max: Everyone celebrate and sing along with me!
Everyone (In harmony): Ding-dong, the witch is gone! Which old witch? The wicked Witch! Ding-dong, the Wicked Witch is gone!
Da Bomb: I know we're all glad that I'm still free and the Lizzie's behind bars, but we need to work to clear my name and ruin Kassie's! I know she was the one that killed Kyle!
Psycho: Oh my God! They killed Kyle!
(Blair Witch and Da Bomb comfort a sobbing Psycho.)
Da Bomb: It's okay Chris! You'll find another to obsess over....
Psycho: But....But....but Kyle was ......Kyle!
Raye: If we're gonna prove Da Bomb's innocence and convict Kassie, we're gonna need some more help....
Max & Ms. Sinic & Raye: And we know just who to call!
Ameoba Boy: You'll have to excuse us while the cackling hags call more help. Meanwhile, enjoy the next par-(Starts gagging)
Raye (Smiling sweetly as she chokes Ameoba Boy): Oh, Ms.Blair! Are you still hungry?


{Disclaimer}

And now, a message from Poet Psycho...
(Enters the stage, dressed in french outfit)
Ahem. Roses are red, violets are blue,
I miss you so much Kyle, I do!
Raye don't own Cardcaptors, Clamp do!
Oh, boo hoo hoo hoo hooooooooooo!
Thank you.
(Bows and leaves the stage amid slight applause.)


"I'm sorry Missueir Tom, but Madamoiselle Sakura has retired already. She is not to be disturbed." Jacque told the wistful Tom. "I'm sure you can call on 'er later."
At that moment, Sakura and Li were sitting on the swing in the Garden, sleep being the last thing on their minds.
"How long have you had feelings for me, Li?"
"I'm not sure. Sometime before the day you caught the Freeze Card."
Sakura giggled.
"What's so funny?"
"It's the same with me!"

Back at the house....
Kero was asleep, floating a few feet above Sakura's bed and snoring softly. He was so deep in sleep, he didn't even notice the sound of approaching footsteps, or the sound of the door-knob turning, or the creak as it opened.
"Almighty Lord! What is that thing?" Ranea exclaimed as she stepped into the room.
Kero snored gently and turned on his side. "Yum....cake...."
Ranea armed herself with a poker from the fire-place and approached Kero slowly.
Kero rolled over again as Ranea prodded him with the poker. "Ummm...the new Xylon Warriors game.....pancakes......"
Ranea poked him again. He turned to his other side, mumbling about bathtubs of maple syrup.
The girl was thoroughly angry now. She grabbed the flying (actually, floating) mouse and shook him.
"Wake up!"
"Ahhhhh! Save the pop tarts!" Kero screamed. He stopped in mid-scream and his eyes grew wide as he realized who had awaken him.
"Uh oh. Um, uh, you're, uh, you're....dreaming! That's it! You're dreaming! This is all just a dream! You're really not seeing me! I'm not real!"
Ranea pinched Kero on the cheek.
"OUCH! Why'd ya do that?"
"To make sure I wasn't dreaming."
"You're supposed to pinch yourself, not someone else!" Kero yelled angrily.
"What is going on in 'ere?" Jacque asked as he entered the room.
"You're dreaming! Both of you are dreaming!"
"I think not Missueir! Or Madamoiselle. I'm not quite sure what you are."
"I'm Kero! Guardian of the Clow! Sakura's partner! I am not a Missueir or Madamoiselle, whatever those are! And, I AM NOT A STUFFED ANIMAL!!!!!!!"
Ranea and Jacque blinked in surprise, their hair blown back.
"Excuse me." Jacque said quietly as he fell backwards, unconscious.


Do ya like it? Do ya do ya do ya do ya do ya do ya do ya do ya do ya......
Everyone: SHUT UP!
Ameoba Boy: Guys! Check out the news! (Turns up the volume)
Announcer: And we've just recieved this bulletin....It seems that in the prison section of Zellers Institute for the Mentally Insane, a prisoner has escaped. Authorities say her name is Alyssa Bomhold, age 14, 5 ft. 4, who currently attends Washington High School, who is convicted for first-degree murder. Her victim was one Kyle Something-or-other, age 15, who also attended Washington School. Authorities say she is mentally insane and highly unpridictable, as well as a chronic liar. She escaped after managing to unlock her cell, killing two guards and rendering another unconscious. She also thoroughly angered the warden, blew up over half of the Institute, and released over 237 prisoners. If this girl is seen, please contact the Institute at 876-5432, and give any imformation you can. And in the Stock Markets- (Tv turns off.)
Max: Uh oh....
Raye: We're...
Ms. Sinic: Thoroughly..
Ameoba Boy: And royally...
Everyone: SCREWED!