Steal #2: The Other Three.

Maron Kusakabe is walking happily down the sidewalk, her brown hair bounced as she walks.

"Uaaahh! Today is such a great day!" she said looking up to the sky. "There's nothing to do, though," she said now looking down. "Stupid Miyako is busy with her father's cases. What a maniac. I know! I'll visit that new bakery shop just down the shopping center!" Maron said happily. "That's what I need! Sugar!"

Maron bounced happily towards the shopping center. "Kyaa! There it is! What a cute shop! Strange name, though," she reads. "Hmmm, 'Piffle Princess Bakery'," she mumbled as she entered the shop.

"Wow! It's like heaven!" Maron shouted as her eyes traveled around the shop. "Um, excuse me," she called out to a waiter. "Can I have this, this, this and um, some of that."

Maron walked away with a tray full of delicious looking pastries. She closed her eyes, inhaling the sweet aroma of the pastries in front of her. Her eyes closed, she failed to see the girl walking in front of her, coming straight at her way.

"Kyaa!"

"Aaah!"

"Oh, no! I'm so sorry. Are you alright?" Maron quickly apologized.

"It's alright. It was partly my fault," the girl replied.

Maron looked up at the girl she just collided with. The girl is about a few years younger than she is. The girl has a long reddish hair and big blue eyes. She's wearing a pink blazer with a yellow skirt.

Must be her school uniform, Maron thought. Must be a private school…wait, what happened to my pastries! Maron looked around and saw all of her pastries scattered on the floor.

"Oh, no! The pastries!" the girl screamed.

"It's alright," Maron said, "they're only pastries. I can buy more," she smiled.

"No, no. My treat this time," the girl smiled back.

"Sure," Maron said. But then she stopped suddenly. "Wait. I don't accept treats from someone I don't know," she said sternly, and then she smiled, "so would you please tell me your name?"

"Oh, of course!" she said. "Almost forgot my manners. I'm Meimi. Meimi Haneoka. Nice to meetcha!" she said extending a hand.

Maron shook it. " My name is Maron Kusakabe. Nice to meet you, too."

The two quickly became friends.

"Whoever made these pastries is a genius," said Maron as she stuffed her mouth with another piece of the delightful cake.

"Mhmm," Meimi agreed with a mouthful of cake. "I heard that the head chef is only in 4th grade."

"No way!" Maron exclaimed.

And the two new friends chatted along…

Meanwhile, in the kitchen of the bakery…

"Done!" Head Chef Akira Ijyuin sighed, looking proudly at the result of his work. The cake in front of him looks delicious. That took longer than I expected, Akira sighed. I wondered what the chaos was out there a minute ago Akira thought absentmindedly.

Steal #2 End.