Last chapter. Thanks to those who reviewed. Enjoy! Please excuse the appearance of Kyu Jr. I hope he doesn't annoy anyone.

Meg smiled with confidence as she heard the timer 'ding'. This time, it was bound to please someone.

"I hope the others like my new and improved fruit cake!"

An Hour Later…

"So, Meg, what did you call us all here for?" Ryu asked with interest. The whole Q class were assembled on a blanket somewhere in a field, along with Kyu's three-year-old cousin named Kyu Jr. that he was forced to baby-sit. As you probably know by now, I just made up Kyu's three-year-old cousin, Kyu Jr. so he doesn't really exist in the series. Anyhow…

"Well, I know a lot of you have gotten hurt by my cooking…" DANGER! DANGER! DANGER! Flashed in everyone save Kyu Jr.'s mind. "So that's why I made this! Ta-da! Presenting Meg's new and improved fruitcake!"

Everyone faltered as soon as she had revealed it. Sure, it looked normal enough, if not quite pretty, but everyone just knew that Meg would've probably added something she wasn't suppose to.

"Now, who would like to try it?" Meg said enthusiastically. No one answered. Well, Kyu Jr. tried to say yes, but Kyu immediately clasped a hand over his mouth in order to save his poor cousin from possibly dying.

Silence…

"Kyu? You're the only one who hasn't eaten anything I made…" Meg mused as Kyu tensed up. Meg pretended not to notice as she whipped cut a knife and cut a generous slice for him. Kyu gulped while Kyu Jr. looked longingly at the cake.

"M-Meg, I-it's okay, I uh… just had lunch!" Kyu supplied, hoping against all hope that she would understand that. She didn't.

"Oh, come on Kyu! Open wide!" Meg teased as Kyu opened his mouth to protest, but instead found fruitcake in his jaws instead. Everyone gulped and prayed that Kyu would somehow survive through this without them having to pay for his hospital bill, or in the worst-case scenario, his funeral. Everybody held their breaths and awaited the fruitcake's results.

Five Minutes Later…

"Kyu!" Kyu Jr. gasped as he picked up a stick and started poking Kyu with it. "Kyu!"

"Meg, what was in that?" Kazuma asked, though he was pretty sure he didn't want to know. Kinta peered into the cake and noted that it was completely brown on the inside. He had never heard of a chocolate fruitcake, or was it even chocolate?

"I-"

"I'll go invest to gate!" Kyu Jr. yelled out suddenly. Everyone twitched as they turned to face the hyper three-year-old that just spurred out a line that sounded ever so familiar.

"Did he just say he'd go invest a gate? As in putting money in a gate making company or something?" Kazuma asked as the three sighed. Even when Kyu's down, his cousin certainly wasn't.

"No, I think it was investigate. Kid probably can't pronounce his I's," Kinta sighed.

"Oh well, let's see how he does…" Ryu murmured as the three-year-old dashed off.

Five Minutes Later…

"Dare are twee canues!" Kyu Jr. spurred out once again as everyone sweat dropped, save Kyu Sr. who looked like he was sort of having a seizure.

"Did he just say tree canoes?" Kazuma wondered with a raised eyebrow. Translator Kinta was already on the case.

"Nope, he said there are three clues!" Kinta announced. After realizing what he said, the others all sighed, also recognizing this sentence.

"What does Kyu teach that kid?" Ryu wondered ad Kyu Jr. stomped his foot and demanded attention.

"Da frost one is da stew range smell of da cake, set kind is da rim mints in Meg's rash can, and da surd is da can dish on of my a maze zing, won da full, and supper gin us, cuz in, Kyu!" Kyu Jr. said incoherently in three-year-old speech. It would seem that he was 't' rejected and a whole lot of other things.

"Kinta?" Meg asked, completely unaware of what the kid had just said, even though she was pretty sure what it was. If the kid was a Kyu copy, then he must of said…

"Uh, I think he said 'The first one is the strange smell of the cake, second is the remnants in Meg's trash can, and the third is the condition of my amazing, wonderful, genius cousin, Kyu!'" Kinta translated. Kyu Jr. stood there proudly, nodding as Kinta interpreted his speech.

"Dat's white! Dare is own lee one an swear!" Kyu Jr. said happily. Kazuma, Ryu, and Meg laughed nervously. None of them were familiar with toddlers.

"Did he just say 'swear'?" Ryu wondered.

"Nope! He said 'that's right'! There is only one answer!" Kinta offered. Everyone knew what was coming next, and by now, I think everyone reading this should too.

"Meg! New are da call prick!" Kyu Jr. announced dramatically, just like Kyu would have. Everyone sweat dropped again. They didn't even need Kinta to translate, because it so clearly said 'Meg! You are the culprit!'

"Hey, Kyu Jr.!" Meg called unhappily, clearly ticked off that a three-year-old Kyu copy was lecturing her. "How did you get into my trashcan in five minutes?"

"I dun snow! Kyu all waist said dose tings," Kyu Jr. shrugged.

"Meg, you never did tell us what was in that?" Ryu reminded her.

"Uh, well… I didn't have any cocoa to make it brown, so I thought I'd use vinegar instead. (The brownish kind, which are pretty popular in Asia I believe) I didn't have much fruit either besides Kiwi and watermelon, so I put some dried apricot pits in because I thought no one would want to each dry fruit… And I ran out of sugar again, so since ice cream was sweet, I decided to use some of that ice cream I am made last time," Meg finished as Ryu, Kazuma and Kinta looked at her like she was some sort of alien. "D-Did I do anything wrong?"

"Uh…" the three chorused while Kyu Jr. went back to poking a knocked out Kyu Sr. with a stick.

Oh! Why? Why can't I cook anything right! Oh…

So concludes Meg's horrible cooking disasters. Remember, as Kyu Jr. would say: "Read ember! Net her eat Meg's coo ding on less you not an ear e death!" which Kinta would translate into: "Remember! Never eat Meg's cooking unless you want an early death!"

Finally complete. Hope everyone enjoyed this!