Sword-chan- Happy Bed Time -
Kishuu- -groggy-
Sword-chan- Funny. I'm writing this in the moooorning!
Kishuu- More or less.
Sword-chan- Yeah, at least I was SUPPOSED to be writing it in the morning. So… Review replies. -happiness- PEOPLE LIKE MY STORIES!
Kishuu- Thy word as thouself knoweth it hath ended. O-O
Sowrd-chan- … Shut up. O.o By the way, anyone know if guinea pigs get the hiccups? Cuz last night Rhys (Guinea pig) was sort of lookin' like he was hiccuppin'. But he stopped. Whoo!
REVIEW REPLIES! Whoo.
Naoko Tasaki: It's o.k - I'm glad you like em:D
Ichigo- Yeah. Poor me.
Sword-chan- Yep. Poor you. o.0
Drgnmstr-Alex: I will, I will! I hope…
Mew Kailee: I'M EVIL! WH00T! - So here's the next one, I guess!
X.x.X- Zakuro -X.x.X
Minto giggled and danced and bobbed around in delight,
"I'm in Zakuro-onee's room… I'm… In…" she started breathing heavy, "I… need… inhaler…" (Yes. She has asthma now. O.o) Sword-chan promptly handed it to her. She had once tasted the medicine in an inhaler (A looong time ago when she was even stupider)… It tasted like bitter paper. At least she thought so. Sword-chan sighed and wondered if she should've brought Kishuu as per default instead- Bad idea. Minto was wandering around the room and touching EVERYTHING for Zakuro-rubbie-offie-ness, and probably stealing a few knick knacks.
"Mintooooo," Sword whined, "We have to get into her HEAD," The snobbish Mew turned around, hearts appearing in eyes (…)
"I'll be in Zakuro-onee's HEAD?" she asked excitedly, bouncing on her heels, "Let's go lets go lets go lets go lets go lets go lets g-"
And the two went.
X.x.X
"Woooow," Minto exclaimed at the world now before her, "It's… So… Purple…"
"… Um… Wow… It is…" Sword-chan retorted, scratching her head. There was nothing BUT this weird purple haze and a tall shadow, supposedly Zakuro. The crazed authoress started towards it.
"Welp, c'mon," Minto obediantly followed, staring at all there was to stare at- Not much, but to Minto, it was heaven. As the shadow began to appear more than a shadow (OMB IT LYKE REELY IS ZAKURO!111elevenshift1), Minto had to pull out her inhaler, and a strange sound wafted around them.
"Oh, oh, oooh, oh-oh," It sounded sort of creepy, actually.
"ZAKURO-ONEE-SAMA!" screeched Minto, leaping in towards the model. Zakuro, though a bit surprised, didn't look the least frazzled.
"Hello," she greeted dully, "Why are you here?"
"Well, see, y'know that crazy girl who's always following us along with a lot of OTHER crazy people? It turns out they love-love-LOVED our manga and anime and they write STORIES about it and THIS one wanted to write stuff about our DREAMS! So she took me to yours!"
"Oh,"
"Yeah! So what else is there?"
"… This is it,"
"Just purple haze?" Minto stopped, afraid she'd offended her idol, "I-I mean, just this MAGNIFICENT purple haze?"
"The haze covers stuff. I put it up incase crazy people invade my dreams,"
"That's sooo smart of you…" Minto sighed, but Sword-chan was NOT amazed.
"But I need to see stuff so I can write about it…" she whined, stamping her foot on the (purple?) ground.
"Will I get paid for it?"
"Yeah, sure,"
"O.K!" she closed her eyes and did what you do to control lucid dreams (If you don't know what a lucid dream is… It's… Hard to explain. I read about it once. Look it up), and the purple haze VANISHED, bringing the whole of her dream world to view.
It was night time, and they were standing on a very, very steep hill, with wolves running all below them. There were tubes- Much like in Mario games XD- surrending them in a circle.
"Do you always dream with wolves, Zakuro-onee?" pestered fan-Minto, "They're LOVELY,"
"Ever since I was injected with DNA, yeah,"
"Wow… But… I don't dream about lorikeets all the time…" muttered she, depressed.
"That's o.k," Zakuro said. This was a FAIRLY boring conversation.
"I would hate to break this up," broke in the authoress, "But I'm sort of in a hurry. I even made a To-Do list for today. I NEVER DO THAT! EVER!"
"Then take a tube!" Zakuro snapped, as if that were the most obvious thing in the world.
"Y-YES MA'M!" shouted Minto, "Let's take the blue one," she said to Sword-chan.
"I wanna take the green one,"
"But all of them except the blue, red, orange, pink, and striped ones are green!" Minto whined, but before Sword-chan could say anything, she'd somehow rolled up like a piece of paper (PAPER MARIO!) and went down the tube. Forgetting about wanting to go down the green tube, Sword-chan, curious of how it'd be to roll oneself up, followed Minto while Zakuro stayed there, probably not wanting to follow anyways. I mean, it was her dream world- She'd seen it all before.
X.x.X
Minto was already puffing her inhaler by the time Sword got there. A giant, purple Composition was lying before her, on a giant pine desk. It strangley reminded Sword-chan of the extra pictures of the Mew Mews with their stuff as desk knick knacks- Rings, pens, paper weights, et cetera. Minto gasped,
"Her… Plan book…"
"Don't you mean her DIARY?"
"Models keep PLAN BOOKS, not DIARIES, stupid!" Minto snapped before returning to the book. She (With some difficulty) raised the giant cover and read the words on the first page,
"Dear Journal,"
"I TOLD YOU IT WAS A DIARY!" Sword interjected.
"It's a JOURNAL, not a DIARY! Don't you know anything?" Minto insisted. She felt the top of her bun feverishly and continued,
"Today I found out I was injected with the DNA of some type of wolf. That's not so bad, I guess. But I don't want to join that group of tweens… They're to cute for me, and I work alone…
"Dear Journal,
I joined the group anyways, and now I have to work at this café. The number of customers greatly increased. The uniform is almost likable- Mine is purple.
This girl, Aizawa Minto, is like, my biggest fan. It's flattering to know I appeal to both genders, but it's sort of creepy how she knew the last four digits of my home phone number," Minto stopped, her face turning red.
"You ARE a stalker!" Sword-chan gasped.
"N-No… I just wanted to call her and I saw the last four digits on Ryou's employee contact list. I asked her for her number… To, um, call her for advice and stuff, y'know, and I just said… I don't need the last four digits…" Sword-chan's eyes widened and she gasped AGAIN.
"You copied them DOWN? Ohemgeeee!"
"SO? Whatever… Let's go down another tube, already!" she dragged Sword-chan (Litterally) from the notebook and pushed her into the tube.
X.x.X
After discovering Zakuro had dissappeared, the duo jumped down the pink tube (There was a label on it that said 'CHILDHOOD DREAMS' and Minto was particularly interested)
"This is like being in a Zakuro Fujiwara mueseum or something…" Minto sighed in absolute pleasure.
"Check this out!" Sword-chan said in a bemused tone, "She dreamt a WHOLE CANDY LAND!"
"How can someone so skinny love candy so much?" Minto wondered aloud, "I bet she excersises like crazy,"
"Yeah, that and she has a super high matabilism. Anyways, it says she dreamt this when she was about 4 and DESPERATLY wanted candy, but was afraid of zits- Like, petrified,"
"Oh… Kay…" Minto was a little confused, as if she didn't see a reason that Zakuro WOULD be afraid, since she was so utterly flawless and imune to zits and all. She shrugged, brushing the bewelderment away and skipped into candy land, ignoring Sword-chan when she scrambled after her screaming.
"WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"- Deep breath- "WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" Until Minto was so annoyed she nearly stabbed her to death with a lollipop stick, causing Sword to throw gumdrops at her… That got stuck in her hair. Eep- Lesson learned: Do NOT mess with Minto's hair. Let's just say that one more authoress is afraid of oreo cookies now, and a zillion more cookies are now safe from human digestive systems.
Zakuro was among the candy canes in CANDY CANE FOREST (Original, no?), chatting with the Lollipop Princess- Except Zakuro looked exactly like she did as a child. Minto cooed and giggled over how cute Zakuro looked before Sword-chan whacked her with a peppermint pillow and pulled her away.
X.x.X
BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP. Fan and crazed authoress were tossed to the ground as an alarm clock, shaped like a moon, went off.
"Oh… I forgot!" Minto hissed, "Zakuro gets up EVERY DAY at 4 AM…"
"To WHAT?"
"Jog a little, go to a few modeling gigs…"
"And you know this how?"
"I didn't tap her phones!"
"Oh, good, cuz I thought that you DID tap her phones,"
"Noo!" Minto groaned, "That's supposed to be FUNNY! I'm obviously denying something with bad acting I OBVIOUSLY did!"
"Oh. Well… It wasn't funny,"
"Screw off!"
"Ooooh, I'm gonna tell your Nana!"
"PLEASE! Don't…"
"Mwahaha…" Suddenly, Zakuro's grogggy voice drifted around them,
"Who's in here? Don't make me call security…" Sword-chan's eyes showed pure horror- She threw a pillow at the model and pushed Minto and herself out an open window (Why do we always exit from the window?)
Thankfully, Zakuro lived in a newfangled, really really long, one story house, so they could land on their feet and run off into the dawn. Insert cowboy music.
CUT!
X.x.X
Sword-chan- Fun-nish.
Kishu- That was sort of boring. O.o
Sword-chan- ;n; I know.
