Again!! Finally, Episode three is up… Um, Sorry about the time it took to get this; I've not really been allowed online due to the regulations of my punishment. Xx; I should remind everyone that I don't own the Spongebobness nor do I own the Weißness. I'd like to… But I don't. ^^-

The day was bright and sea… foamy… when Ken awoke, beaming brightly and stepping out of the door of his pineapple… err… Soccerish land of soccer and inquisitive soccer player posters. (( --; )) He stood there for a moment, blinking around crazily, then shouted, "Somebody call the doctor!" He threw his arms into the air, "Cause I got Sprrriiiiiiiiiing Feverrrrrrr!"

With that he giggled happily, chirping really, and bounded to the nearest patch of flowers to inhale at them. His lungs expanded slowly, easily, and the soft spring fragrance went to his head like mead. Or maybe that was sake. Or perhaps double shots of vodka, hadn't Yoji mentioned that once to him?

Aya stepped out of his own room/giant head thing and peered at Ken, suppressing his curiosity. Ken waved cheerily, "Good morning, Aya-kun! Aren't the flowers beautiful?!"

A twitch, "Hnn." Aya muttered looking at the bumbling little flower next to his door. He bent down and sniffed at it, mimicking Ken-kun a fairly comical way. The flower twisted around and hissed angrily at him, and Aya yelled for cuddles and dashed back inside, the lock sounding clearly.

Kenken gaped, "I didn't know Aya-kun had hay fever!" He trotted over into Aya's yard… or perhaps the hallway where the flowers were growing… and uprooted the menacing, hissing flower. It quieted to a passive, purring bundle of petals in Ken's hand, but he set it aside anyway.

"I'll just plant some allergen friendly flowers for him then." He beamed, wielding and spade and a water can – one lifted from the flower shop for undisclosed reasons, and no, it has nothing to do with a lamp.

He knelt in the harsh sun and placed an Aya-friendly flower in the hole left from the previous one, filling the dirt in around it. "I'll bet your hungry, aren't you?" Ken turned and grasped the water can, then turned back around, and gasped!

The flower, aside from a ragged stem, was gone… Ken frowned, and took the mutilated stump from the soil, thinking distantly that it kind of reminded him of that one time… No, those were bad thoughts. He placed in a fresh flower and reached again for the water can, but when he turned back it was gone again! The stem that looked as if it had been chewed through protruded sadly.

Ken-kun repeated this process again, and got the same results… He placed a fresh flower in again, but this time, he already had the water can. Hah! He thought, peering at the flower intensely, I've outsmarted it now… He wiped his brow, "I'm not taking my eyes off you! You'll be just like Kase and get hurt."

--Deep, sultry… German! Voice says, "Three days later…" –

Yoji strolled past Ken and his flower watching duty, paused, "Hey Ken-kun!"

Ken looked up and smiled at his friend, "Hello, Yoji-kun!" Ken, still smiling, turned back to his duties… And screamed! The flower was gone! Again! He growled, scowling at the stump, then stopped. He blinked about the ocean floor… The hallway floor too. He heard… chewing. For a moment he thought he would have to scold Farfarello again, and that was always… Exciting… But then he saw the lovely, practically glowing form of… Was that his Crawford? No, no it wasn't.

The animal turned its head and blinked at Ken. It looked just like Crawford, except… No! It was Hirofumi Takatori! (( You can't deny the resemblance! )) He drooled for a moment and watched Hirofumi gallop off while imagining he was sitting on Hirofumi's back, the wind tangling his long, orange hair that he would have stolen from Schuldig.

"I must tame her… Him…" He said, dazed with his daydream.

--In a field outside the Krusty Krawfish –

Ken peered around the massive grey bulk of a boulder to watch Hirofumi duck his head gracefully for another bite of a tasty flower. (( Heh, there's an image for ye. ^^; Hirofumi eating flowers… Hm. ))

Kenken ducked back behind the boulder, scribbling in his 'Field Note Diary'. "As, he's so mysterious… I will call him mystery!" He sniffled in pride, catching another quick glance at his new subject of adoration, "Come to think of it… He's also very graceful… And Majestic… And Crawford-like…" He chewed on the end of his pencil, "Maybe I should call him Grace, or Majesty… Or Charlie."

A snort ruffled his hair and he turned around tentatively, the Field Note Diary clutched between his shaking hands. Hirofumi snorted again, eyeing the floral book mark jutting out of the Diary like a penguins beak… Ken held the Diary and bookmark out gently, "Come on, boy, it's okay. I won't hurt you."

Ken bit his lower lip to keep from crying out in joy as Hirofumi took the bookmark between his teeth and chewed thoughtfully, mmm, cardboard…

Then Ken could no longer contain his happiness and he flung his arms around Hirofumi's neck. Hirofumi smiled and made a kind of … horse noise, and the two danced. They galloped across the horizon, went to the hat shop, said hi to Momoe in the flower shop – but quickly for obvious reasons – and put stamps all over one another. The day was full of fun and laughter and happiness, and the night ended that way. Farfie was out anyway – somewhere with Aya, he guessed – and so Mysterious Graceful Majestic Crawford-like Hirofumi slept in the Farf's bed for the evening.

--The next day! At the Krusty Krawfish!!!—

Ken hopped off of Hirofumi and tied his tie to a post, "Now I have to work, Gra… Maje….Char… Mystery. So you just wait here." He patted Hirofumi on the nose affectionately, "I'll be out in about eight hours."

With that, he bounded inside of the Krusty Krawfish, the one place that gave him any meaning…

Meanwhile… Outside, two random fellows stood on either side of a nervous looking Hirofumi. Let's call these fellows Kubota and Tokitoh… Eheh, not for any particular reason, of course… (( Huzzah for Wild Adapter/Executive Committee!! ))

Tokitoh laughed at the sight of the Hirofumi, "Look, Kubo-chan! A kiddie ride! Alright!"

Kubota sighed, taking a long, Kubo-like drag of his cigarette and handed Toki a quarter.

Tokitoh made a happy noise… Yes, a happy noise, and peered, poked, and prodded Hirofumi. "I can't find the slot, Kubo-chan… Oh, wait, here it is."

Hirofumi screamed shrilly and kicked the two inter-anime travelers back into their own realm. People wandering aimlessly about the area shrieked, pointed at Hirofumi shouting 'monster' and ran away.

Crawford burst out of the Krusty Krawfish, looking around in a confused sort of way, resembling a big, angry bear… Then he let out a scream of his own, "Aaack! A monster… Scaring away me money!"

Kenken came out, his little Krusty Krawfish trademark hat hovering over his goggles, "Ha, that's no monster, silly." He poked Crawford in his stomach, "That's Mystery…." His eyes grew large and watery, "He's my best friend."

Crawford glared, pushing up his glasses, "You're a mystery, Ken." And he turned towards the door.

Ken frowned, forming a fist with one hand, "I knew I should have named him Charlie…"

Crawford opened the door and scowled in a pouty, Crawford-esque way, "Get rid of him. He's hindering business."

Ken-kun's jaw nearly reached the ground, "What?! No, Brad, please! No! Mystery's my best friend! He won't do anything bad! Don't make me, Brad!"

Crawford glowered, "It's a wild animal, they don't belong here, KenKen."

--A few minutes later!—

Ken trudged into the Krusty Krawfish, his eyes huge and shimmering with tears, "I did it, Crawford…"

Crawford smiled and nudged Ken supportively on the shoulder, "Good, now just don't think about it and it'll be like that mystery thing never happened." Sure, he felt bad for making Ken get rid of Hirofumi… But he couldn't have his KenKen liking someone more than him! Heavens, no.

Ken nodded, "Yes, Crawford," and the door to the kitchen fell to an awkward close. He pulled off his sad Ken mask, "Hah!!" and opened a cupboard to reveal a rather smooshed looking Hirofumi, "Sshhh, I can keep you in here as long as you're quiet."

Hirofumi licked Ken's hand happily and nodded. Ken closed the cupboard and began doing what he did best… Well… Second, no… Third best.

Aya looked at the tray. He had just seen Ken put the order there, hadn't he? He glared at Ken, "Hidaka, where's my order?" He looked down at the empty tray.

"Huh?" Ken shrugged, "Did you check under the tray?"

Aya blinked, "Oh, sorry, no I didn't," he lifted the tray, then twitched, his face going blank, "Just get it."

Ken smiled and set another Krusty Patty? Krawfishie Pattie… Onto the tray. "There you go, Aya-kun."

Aya turned and stared at the still empty tray, "Ken…" his voice was low, menacing. When Ken didn't answer, Aya went back into the kitchen himself, suspecting a Takatori was at work…

"Hi Aya," Ken chimed, "The register is on the other side of the wall you know."

Aya growled, "I know! I…" He stared at the cupboard where Hirofumi was prying himself free.

Ken shrieked and stuffed the fellow back into the cupboard, "Please, Aya! Don't tell Crawford!"

Aya rolled his eyes, "Fine, just get my order." He went out of the kitchen to stand behind his register.

Ken sighed in relief and cracked the cupboard door open, a patty in his hand, "You must be hungry, boy. Here you go."

Hirofumi sniffed the patty, acting as if he'd never seen one in his life, then ate it all, nearly biting Ken's fingers. He whinnied loudly in happiness.

Ken made a strangled sort of noise and slammed the door shut as he heard Crawford dash in, "Did I just hear that man?!" He looked around evilly.

KenKen shook his head, "N-No, Brad. I was just practicing my imitation of Mystery." He cleared his throat, "Wee-snaw."

Crawford stared blankly, Ken smiled nervously. Brad sighed, "So long as you don't have him in here… And work on that, it was horrible."

Ken sighed and looked sternly down at Hirofumi, "You have to keep quiet, boy."

Hirofumi nodded and stayed in the cupboard. Not long after that, angered yells were erupting from the other side of the wall where Aya was. "Ken! I need my order!" Aya shouted this back at Ken, an almost worried expression playing on his face. I'd be worried too, if hungry people were mobbing me for food…

Crawford rushed in yet again, "Ken! What's going on in here?"

"I'm sorry, Brad, I just…" he blinked, all the patties he had been making were gone… Hirofumi stepped out from some magical place and the cupboard, blinking innocently, "Wee-snaw."

Ken gaped, Crawford looked stunned, and Aya was still being mobbed. "Hirofumi, you ate all the patties…" he looked at his spatula, "Hirofumi! You my spatula!" He blinked at the grill, "Hirofumi!! You ate the grill!" Ken looked at an empty wheel chair and gasped, "Hirofumi…! You ate Mr. Persia!"

A voice from inside Hirofumi's belly said, "Hunters of Night…"

Hirofumi looked around, pretending not to understand.

Crawford growled, "Okay, that's enough of this stupidity! I'm taking this animal back to where it belongs."

Ken jumped in front of Hirofumi protectively, taking Crawford by surprise, "No! You can't! I love Hirofumi! He understands every word I say and I understand him and we played with stamps!"

Crawford twitched violently, then… "Aw, look at him, Ken, he misses the wild. He needs fresh air and room to run. He's not happy here."

Ken looked down at Hirofumi and saw that Crawford was indeed right. He sniffed and nodded, "Alright then… Brad…"

Hirofumi blinked as Ken sobbed, "You have to go, now, Hirofumi! I can't keep you any more… Hirofumi looked around, a bit of confusion taking dominance over his face, then galloped away carelessly. Ken didn't see this, and kept talking, "Go on, I don't want you here any more! Just go, alright!" Yoji stepped up to say hi to Ken, paused, "You stupid animal! Just get out of here!" Yoji pouted and walked away.

Ken-kun sobbed and went back inside of the Krusty Krawfish. Crawford patted him on the shoulder, "It's for the best, KenKen…"

Crawlie-chan threw an ominous glare at the twitching Aya, and led Ken into his office. Xx; Ken blinked, "You know, that wall there seems a little, I'm not sure… Lacking."

Crawford looked to where Ken was pointing and nearly died. His safe was empty! All of his precious moneys that he loved second only to Ken were gone, save a few dollars. He choked on his words, then simply passed out. Ken shrugged and took the remaining dollars; he needed to buy Crawlie a Christmas present soon, after all. ^^-