Melancholy
Chapter Two
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"Hamuha!" the girl hamster cried again, her ocean blue eyes sparkling playfully. Everyone stayed silent around me, until Boss got uncomfortable. "Panda? Is this your sister?" They could have well been, since their fur was so similar. But Panda shook his head.
"Nope. Um...guys, this Mei. She was my best friend since we were babies. Mimi's cousin, Carter, gave me to Mimi as he kept Mei himself when we lived in China. He and Mei's staying with us until he finds a good job in China over the computer, because he's kind of having a crisis right now."
"How long?" the question just erupted out of my mouth.
"Two weeks, I think..." Mei just kept quiet.
"Well, anyway!" Hamtaro, being the boldest of the rest of us, bounded up to Mei and shook her hand. "Hamuha, Mei. My name's Hamtaro!"
"Oh," Mei giggled. "Hamuha Hamtaro!" Bijou appeared next to him.
"Mei, I love your neckcloth!" she breathed. "May I touch it?" She nodded, and Bijou's paw stroked the cloth longingly. "Oh, anyway, my name is Bijou."
"Bi...joo?"
"Yes," she nodded, not wanting to correct her for her mistake. Suddenly, Stan twirled over smoothly and grinned, shaking his maracas a little. "Hello, Ham-gorgeous. The name's Stan, and if the hamsters in China are like you, I just might move there." He pressed his lips softly against her paw, causing Mei to giggle again. Her mouth parted into a beautiful smile. But Sandy trotted angrily up to him, a dangerous glint in her eyes. You know what happens next.
"Hey, Ham-girl!" she grinned, still tugging at the tied up sulking Stan. "Love the clothes! The name's Sandy, by the way!" She gave a jerk to the ribbon. "Yo, Stan, don't scare her away!" The twin moaned pathetically. Sandy shook her head, dragging him away by the tail.
Everyone went on and on to intoduce themselves, leaving Mei completely dazed. She went up to me (while I was standing around in the background) and held out her paw. "Hamuha."
"Hamuha, I'm Pashmina," I smiled. I noticed her headband. "Oh...I love your neckcloth...is it silk?" Mei nodded. I hesitated. "...may I touch it?" She grinned, talking it off and handed it to me. I ran my fingers through the delicate material. "Thank you," I handed it back enviously. Maybe I could be good friends with her after all.
Then I noticed Panda just drifting across the walls quietly. I trotted up to him, wanting conversation. Talking to him was a bliss, for some reason. "Hey Panda. Everyone seems to love Mei-chan, huh?" Panda relaxed, and smiled at me.
"They sure do..." he nodded. "You know..." he said suddenly. "If Carter doesn't find a good job, he and Mei are going to move and work here, instead. Wouldn't that be great?" he glanced at me, as if expecting me to be dancing with joy. Although I wasn't, I was still happy.
"That's great, Panda," I nodded agreeably, studying the hamhams, whom were crowding around Mei.
Panda chortled. "Yup, it sure is..." he gazed at Mei. "Here's something funny," he looked at me,his lovely almond eyes shining. "When we were little, Mei used to call me her husband. And when we came here, she didn't forget, and called me it again." He expected meto laugh, but I didn't. Instead, I felt shivers run down my spine, my heart thudding. "...Pashmina-chan?"
I chuckled weakly, my legs suddenly a bit wobbly. "Sorry, Panda, but...I suddenly feel sick..."
"Oh, Pashmina!" Stan waltzed up to me, grinning charmingly. "Don't worry, baby, just 'cause Mei's here, it doesn't mean that I'll forget you, since you're still my...hey, why are ya so pale? Are you all right?"
I half-smiled. "Yes, Stan, thank you...may you walk me home, please? I do feel a bit under the weather." I had learnedthat phrase from June.
Stan grinned, his blue eyes suddenly like sapphires. "Sure, babe, let's go," he looked over at Sandy, whom was chatting enthusiastically with Maxwell. "Hey, Sandy! I'm walking Pash home! See ya later, okay?" She looked over at us and nodded.
"Remember Pashmina!" she told me from across the room. "His left knee's his weak spot, girl! Don't hesitate if he makes a move on ya!" Stan sweatdropped.
"Thanks, Sandy!" I laughed. "See you tomorrow! You too, Max!" The intellegent one nodded, and smiled at me.
"Let's...let's go, Pash," Stan muttered, as if he wanted to get out of there, and fast. He opened the worn green door and let me out. When he was about to shut it, I stopped him, and looked inside. "Bye Panda!" Panda looked at me and waved. He didn't smile.