~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Damn it!!!"

"Hold still Sakura! No Kero DON'T!!!"

*CRASH!!! BANG!!! BOOM!!!*

"Greeaaat. . ." Sakura moaned, scowling at her friends. She glanced at Kero who currently had a bowl on his head and was walking around trying to get it off. "I'm stuck with these two idiots who don't know a thing about treating wounds!"

Tomoyo huffed. "Well, it's not MY fault, is it? YOU had to go reach in to stop them, knowing that you could have been bitten!" she retorted. "Besides, Lady Sakura. . . you KNEW that I don't have a clue when it comes to wounds. Lady Yukari had me assigned to the kitchen, not the medical wing."

"That's because she saw your talent in cooking."

/Or the fact that she saw you faint when you cut your finger on a knife. . ./ Kero said to them telepathically. Sakura laughed and her stomach with her good hand.

"ooh! I remember that! Tomoyo was only around 5, I think, when Yukito suddenly changed into Yue in front of her and told her to 'stop cooking as it's making our stomach full!' She was so scared that she screamed and accidentally cut your finger on the knife. Grandmama Yukari came in just when she decided to faint!" Sakura howled. Kero laughed and collapsed on the floor, the gold bowl on his head falling off and rolling away.

*DING DONG!!!*

Everyone froze.

"We weren't expecting anyone tonight. . ."