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Ice Cream to Share
Chpt. 3
A Mouse of a Tale
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Miki was feeling a lot better than before. Her fever had finished its course yesterday, and today she felt like living her life again.
Rumi stuck her head through a small gap in Miki's door. "Well, hello, you look well."
Miki adjusted her gaze from her book to the door. She nodded, smiling.
"That's good. I was beginning to think I would have to call the doctor again. Your fever was so high." Rumi sighed. She began tidying Miki's room. "Do you have any plans today?"
Miki lifted her head in thought. "Well, I have a lunch date with Taka."
"Taka?"
Miki nodded. "He's my new boyfriend. I met him at the mall a month ago."
"Wow, you never told us about him before." Rumi paused in her cleaning and looked at Miki.
"Yeah, I guess I forgot to tell everyone. Only Meiko knows so far. You too."
"Maybe you could bring him over to the house sometime. I'm pretty sure everyone would like to meet him." Rumi beamed at Miki for a second, and then began cleaning again.
Miki sat on her bed watching Rumi sanitize her room. Maybe I should bring him, she thought. She began flipping through pages in her book.
Rumi watched Miki out of the corner of her eye. Her hand fumbled around on the floor. She felt something soft and furry. Rumi picked it up and stared at it. She shrieked on horror.
Miki looked up from her book. "What?! What is it?!"
Rumi dropped what she was holding and ran over to Miki. She grasped Miki's shoulders and ran behind her. Miki could feel her mother tremble in fear. She listened quietly, as if she were waiting for something. Then she heard it. There was a soft squeaking. Miki crawled over to the edge of her bed and peered over. There was a small, gray rodent hiding behind the bed's leg. Miki tilted her head and watched it closely. Her hand reached out towards it. It wipped around and bit her index finger.
"Aw shi--" Miki yelped as she withdrew her hand.
"What happened?! Are you okay?" Rumi screamed from behind her.
"It's nothing mom, the little tyke is just scared. He bit me." Miki looked over her bed again. The mouse was still there.
"Be careful. I heard a rodent carries a lot of bacteria!" warned Rumi.
"Ssh... you're scaring him." Miki pursed her lips. She reached for the small animal again. Her hand quickly grabbed a hold of the mouse as it squealed and twitched.
She held it delicately, being careful not to smother him. She patted his head between his ears. The miniature rodent shivered and squealed in fear. Miki puckered her lips and talked him quietly.
Rumi poked her head out from behind Miki. "What are you doing? Why are you holding it? It's filthy!"
"Quiet mom! He's scared." Miki looked admiringly at the small, but cute creature. She spoke to it softly, "Aw, aren't you just the cutest 'lil baby in the world?"
"Miki! He's filthy!" Repeated Rumi.
Miki had had enough. With frustration and anger building up inside her, Miki thrust the rodent at Rumi.
Rumi shrieked and flinched back. "G-get that t-thing away f-from me!"
Miki's face ignited with rage. "Mother, why don't you just look at him! He's adorable. Right?"
Rumi's hands slipped away from her face. She slowly turned her eyes to the itty-bitty mammal. She tilted her head in amazement and smiled. "Why Miki, you're right! He is cute!"
Miki sighed and shook her head slowly. "Mom, I think I'll get ready to go meet Taka now. Can you put the mouse in a container so I can take him to pet store later?"
Rumi nodded. She got up and trotted out of the room, holding the mouse. Miki watched after her. She smiled, got up, and closed the door to change.
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Keys jingling and wide smile, Miki pranced out the door. She had changed from her light blue pajamas with a flower print, into a light pink blouse and a pair of denim capris. She walked to the driveway and unlocked her car door. With the engine revving, Miki took of to go to Rooney's Diner.
She exited her car and walked across the parking lot into the diner. She stopped at a window on the left side of diner, cupped her eyes, and peered through. She saw Taka waiting on a young couple with two small children. He spotted her through the glass and waved. She waved back and walked to the door. Miki pulled open the door. Inside, it was nice and cool. It was obvious that the air conditioning was on.
Taka walked over to Miki. "Hey baby," he said, grabbing her waist. "What's up?
Miki smiled, "Oh, not much. Any ways, you do remember that we have a lunch date right?"
Taka looked up at the ceiling and pinched his chin. "It has occurred to me that we never, ever go on evening dates."
Miki blushed. "Ha.... You never have time."
"You're wrong. I have a lot of time. Especially at night," he said quietly.
"Okay, how about we go on a date tonight rather than a date now?" Miki suggested, smiling wickedly.
"Don't smile like that. It's freaky."
"That's what you think. I'm cursing you right now!"
Miki narrowed her eyes. Taka scoffed. "Whatever!"
"I'm not lying! Wanna know how I cursed you?"
"Sure."
"You're going to take me on a date tonight."
Taka smiled and shoved her out the door. "Okay, I'll take you on a date tonight, but please stop that."
Miki de-narrowed her eyes. Taka smirked and shoved her out the door again. "Now get a move on, I gotta work."
"Fine, bye-bye."
He held the door open for her as she walked out. She walked across the lot and entered her car. As she drove by, she heard Taka yell: "Tonight at eight o'clock! I'll come by your place!"
She smiled at him through her window and waved good-bye.
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Miki sat alone in the darkness of her room. It was nearly seven o' clock. The sun had just set, and the moon had taken its place. She sighed, as she walked over to her night stand. She clicked on the small table lamp. Miki glanced at her watch. She sighed again. The closet to her right was large and filled with her lost and forgotten junk. Still, she managed to fumble out a red dress. She changed quickly and ran over to the bathroom across the hall. While she was fixing her hair, the thought of her perfect date entranced her. She smiled to herself and blew a kiss. She ran back into her room and dug in her closet for a matching purse. When it was found, she stuffed it quickly with her belongings. She looked at her watch again. It was seven-forty-five.
There was a small peeping in her room. She quickly remembered the petite mouse she had found earlier with Rumi. With her loose hands, she grabbed the bin in which the mouse was trapped and carried it to the kitchen. There, she fed it cheese slivers. She talked to him quietly as she fed him by hand.
"You know little fellow, I haven't named you yet." She rubbed her chin with her thumb. "Fluffy? No, that's to blonde. Would Mooches suit you? Nope, not at all."
Miki paused to think. She looked nimbly at the mouse. He was so soft and fuzzy, yet so quiet. His nosed twitched as he ate. A perfect name flashed through her head. "Twitch! Ha! That's perfect!"
She calmed down and stroked the mouse's head. She smiled.
The door bell rang. Miki got up, grabbed her purse and walked to the door. Taka was standing outside. He was fixing his hair and straightening his shirt. Miki slowly opened the door.
"Hey, are you ready?" he said softly, looking at her.
"Yes, shall we go?"
"Yeah." Taka took Miki's hand and led her down the driveway to his car. Miki was immediately stricken with surprise. On the street, was a shiny, new cherry red convertible. Miki's jaw gaped open. Taka looked down at her and smiled.
"Like it? It's rented." He smiled awkwardly at her.
She sighed and walked into the car.
And off they went...
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Taka parked the in a really crowded lot. Miki looked quizzically at him. "Why are we going to such a crowded restaurant?"
"You'll see." Was all he said to her before they entered the restaurant.
Miki walked awkwardly inside as Taka held the door for her. She half expected more pinkness, and she half expected a totally different surprise. Taka held his hand over her eyes and guided her along.
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Hey this is Tomodachi here! I definitely, positively, absolutely, hated this horrifying chapter.
Ice Cream to Share
Chpt. 3
A Mouse of a Tale
---
Miki was feeling a lot better than before. Her fever had finished its course yesterday, and today she felt like living her life again.
Rumi stuck her head through a small gap in Miki's door. "Well, hello, you look well."
Miki adjusted her gaze from her book to the door. She nodded, smiling.
"That's good. I was beginning to think I would have to call the doctor again. Your fever was so high." Rumi sighed. She began tidying Miki's room. "Do you have any plans today?"
Miki lifted her head in thought. "Well, I have a lunch date with Taka."
"Taka?"
Miki nodded. "He's my new boyfriend. I met him at the mall a month ago."
"Wow, you never told us about him before." Rumi paused in her cleaning and looked at Miki.
"Yeah, I guess I forgot to tell everyone. Only Meiko knows so far. You too."
"Maybe you could bring him over to the house sometime. I'm pretty sure everyone would like to meet him." Rumi beamed at Miki for a second, and then began cleaning again.
Miki sat on her bed watching Rumi sanitize her room. Maybe I should bring him, she thought. She began flipping through pages in her book.
Rumi watched Miki out of the corner of her eye. Her hand fumbled around on the floor. She felt something soft and furry. Rumi picked it up and stared at it. She shrieked on horror.
Miki looked up from her book. "What?! What is it?!"
Rumi dropped what she was holding and ran over to Miki. She grasped Miki's shoulders and ran behind her. Miki could feel her mother tremble in fear. She listened quietly, as if she were waiting for something. Then she heard it. There was a soft squeaking. Miki crawled over to the edge of her bed and peered over. There was a small, gray rodent hiding behind the bed's leg. Miki tilted her head and watched it closely. Her hand reached out towards it. It wipped around and bit her index finger.
"Aw shi--" Miki yelped as she withdrew her hand.
"What happened?! Are you okay?" Rumi screamed from behind her.
"It's nothing mom, the little tyke is just scared. He bit me." Miki looked over her bed again. The mouse was still there.
"Be careful. I heard a rodent carries a lot of bacteria!" warned Rumi.
"Ssh... you're scaring him." Miki pursed her lips. She reached for the small animal again. Her hand quickly grabbed a hold of the mouse as it squealed and twitched.
She held it delicately, being careful not to smother him. She patted his head between his ears. The miniature rodent shivered and squealed in fear. Miki puckered her lips and talked him quietly.
Rumi poked her head out from behind Miki. "What are you doing? Why are you holding it? It's filthy!"
"Quiet mom! He's scared." Miki looked admiringly at the small, but cute creature. She spoke to it softly, "Aw, aren't you just the cutest 'lil baby in the world?"
"Miki! He's filthy!" Repeated Rumi.
Miki had had enough. With frustration and anger building up inside her, Miki thrust the rodent at Rumi.
Rumi shrieked and flinched back. "G-get that t-thing away f-from me!"
Miki's face ignited with rage. "Mother, why don't you just look at him! He's adorable. Right?"
Rumi's hands slipped away from her face. She slowly turned her eyes to the itty-bitty mammal. She tilted her head in amazement and smiled. "Why Miki, you're right! He is cute!"
Miki sighed and shook her head slowly. "Mom, I think I'll get ready to go meet Taka now. Can you put the mouse in a container so I can take him to pet store later?"
Rumi nodded. She got up and trotted out of the room, holding the mouse. Miki watched after her. She smiled, got up, and closed the door to change.
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Keys jingling and wide smile, Miki pranced out the door. She had changed from her light blue pajamas with a flower print, into a light pink blouse and a pair of denim capris. She walked to the driveway and unlocked her car door. With the engine revving, Miki took of to go to Rooney's Diner.
She exited her car and walked across the parking lot into the diner. She stopped at a window on the left side of diner, cupped her eyes, and peered through. She saw Taka waiting on a young couple with two small children. He spotted her through the glass and waved. She waved back and walked to the door. Miki pulled open the door. Inside, it was nice and cool. It was obvious that the air conditioning was on.
Taka walked over to Miki. "Hey baby," he said, grabbing her waist. "What's up?
Miki smiled, "Oh, not much. Any ways, you do remember that we have a lunch date right?"
Taka looked up at the ceiling and pinched his chin. "It has occurred to me that we never, ever go on evening dates."
Miki blushed. "Ha.... You never have time."
"You're wrong. I have a lot of time. Especially at night," he said quietly.
"Okay, how about we go on a date tonight rather than a date now?" Miki suggested, smiling wickedly.
"Don't smile like that. It's freaky."
"That's what you think. I'm cursing you right now!"
Miki narrowed her eyes. Taka scoffed. "Whatever!"
"I'm not lying! Wanna know how I cursed you?"
"Sure."
"You're going to take me on a date tonight."
Taka smiled and shoved her out the door. "Okay, I'll take you on a date tonight, but please stop that."
Miki de-narrowed her eyes. Taka smirked and shoved her out the door again. "Now get a move on, I gotta work."
"Fine, bye-bye."
He held the door open for her as she walked out. She walked across the lot and entered her car. As she drove by, she heard Taka yell: "Tonight at eight o'clock! I'll come by your place!"
She smiled at him through her window and waved good-bye.
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Miki sat alone in the darkness of her room. It was nearly seven o' clock. The sun had just set, and the moon had taken its place. She sighed, as she walked over to her night stand. She clicked on the small table lamp. Miki glanced at her watch. She sighed again. The closet to her right was large and filled with her lost and forgotten junk. Still, she managed to fumble out a red dress. She changed quickly and ran over to the bathroom across the hall. While she was fixing her hair, the thought of her perfect date entranced her. She smiled to herself and blew a kiss. She ran back into her room and dug in her closet for a matching purse. When it was found, she stuffed it quickly with her belongings. She looked at her watch again. It was seven-forty-five.
There was a small peeping in her room. She quickly remembered the petite mouse she had found earlier with Rumi. With her loose hands, she grabbed the bin in which the mouse was trapped and carried it to the kitchen. There, she fed it cheese slivers. She talked to him quietly as she fed him by hand.
"You know little fellow, I haven't named you yet." She rubbed her chin with her thumb. "Fluffy? No, that's to blonde. Would Mooches suit you? Nope, not at all."
Miki paused to think. She looked nimbly at the mouse. He was so soft and fuzzy, yet so quiet. His nosed twitched as he ate. A perfect name flashed through her head. "Twitch! Ha! That's perfect!"
She calmed down and stroked the mouse's head. She smiled.
The door bell rang. Miki got up, grabbed her purse and walked to the door. Taka was standing outside. He was fixing his hair and straightening his shirt. Miki slowly opened the door.
"Hey, are you ready?" he said softly, looking at her.
"Yes, shall we go?"
"Yeah." Taka took Miki's hand and led her down the driveway to his car. Miki was immediately stricken with surprise. On the street, was a shiny, new cherry red convertible. Miki's jaw gaped open. Taka looked down at her and smiled.
"Like it? It's rented." He smiled awkwardly at her.
She sighed and walked into the car.
And off they went...
---
Taka parked the in a really crowded lot. Miki looked quizzically at him. "Why are we going to such a crowded restaurant?"
"You'll see." Was all he said to her before they entered the restaurant.
Miki walked awkwardly inside as Taka held the door for her. She half expected more pinkness, and she half expected a totally different surprise. Taka held his hand over her eyes and guided her along.
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Hey this is Tomodachi here! I definitely, positively, absolutely, hated this horrifying chapter.