Ve1's Note: Not much to say except that I wanted it to sound like that the girls were all music-loving, dance-a-holics and that I am not trying to steal Fumika's idea of a talking Angel. The voices thing, that a special program they can buy for a huge amount of money and they have to command what they want the Angel to say. D'oh!

Disclaimer: I don't own Angelic Layer, just meh girls.

Grcefuldncer: Hey guys! Lyke whats up?

Rocknrolla: Nothing much, Claire

Hrdc0re: Nuttin

Rocknrolla: I made my Angel

Hrdc0re: Really Miyako? Your not pullin our leg?

Rocknrolla: I'm serious. Have you guys made costumes yet?

Grcefuldncer: No

Hrdc0re: Nope

Rocknrolla: Want to come over to my house and make costumes, since it's Saturday?

Hrdc0re: Kay

Grcefuldncer: I'm free 2 day so it's not a problem. Should we head over now?

Rocknrolla: Sure

Grcefuldncer: Kay! I'll be over in a sec

Grcefuldncer has signed off. Hrdc0re has signed off .

Miyako pulled away from her computer, signing off instant messenger herself. It was a nice day, and since there was no school today the trio could make battle costumes. Instead of being stubborn about the whole Angelic Layer thing, Miyako was actually excited about entering the Realm of Angels.

The silver haired Angel sat on her desk, wrapped in a few tissues. She hadn't gotten around to braiding the Angel's long messy hair yet. I wonder what their Angels look like. I should probably go get my sewing stuff set up for when they get here. Miyako stood up and headed out of her room and began descending her stairs. It took about fifteen minutes to gather all the supplies they would probably need and get it up to her room, but by then Chris and Claire had arrived.

"Mimi we're here!" Claire's high-pitched voice rung through the hallway. The sound caught Miyako's attention; she shuddered at Claire's irritating little nickname for her.

"Yo." Miyako slid down her railing to the tiled floor below and met her friends. Each had a gym bag; stuffed with sewing supplies and things they had bought yesterday probably. "I having the sewing machine set up in my room. Let's go."

The trio raced each other to Miyako's gray and dark blue room. Claire immediately opened the window, letting in a warm breeze in. To tell the truth Claire couldn't stand being in Miyako's room without opening every window and turning on every light. It was too dark for her, too scary looking. Even thought in reality it was like a normal room just painted with dark colors.

On the other hand Chris felt right at home in Miyako's room. Though she could do without all the BeTween posters and ninja drawings that lined a wall near her desk. She had always wanted to point out a few things that would make the room cozier, but did not for fear of insulting her best friend.

A sewing machine was set up on a card table near the window, with a fold out chair. Lots of sewing scissors, thimbles, pins, rotary cutters, and cutting mats were scattered on the floor. Extra fabrics, like pinks and colors Miyako probably was not going to use were folded neatly near the cutting mats. Extra accessories, like little paint jars, fake jewels, and thread of every color were clumped together next to the fabric.

"Alright! Let's get started!" Chris said excitedly. Her friends nodded, Miyako left the room to go get Haru. Chris and Claire sat in the middle of the room, both pulling out their Angels when Miyako reappeared next to them. "This is Metallica." Chris announced proudly pulling a large Angel from her gym bag.

The Angel was dressed in one of Chris's, younger sister's Barbie shirts. Which was originally pink but she had attacked it with a black sharpie. Her hair was the metallic black Chris picked out yesterday, cut to look spiky at the end, with spiky bangs. Metallica's eyes were closed but they were black underneath her closed eyelids. More than likely she was built for defense, with some power.

"Well this is Shani, her name means marvelous. Which is what she will be of course." Claire added a giggle there, which pulling out a small Angel.

Shani was probably built for an emphasis on speed, considering her lack in height. Her hair was long and colored a navy blue, to everyone's surprise. The ends were very neat, cut perfectly straight along with her bangs. The color for her eyes Claire chose was baby blue, to no ones surprise. Claire had always loved her own powder blue eyes, and was now passing the same eye color to her angel.

"This is Haru, I think her name means a spring wind. Or was it born in the spring?" Miyako couldn't remember clearly. She lifted up the silver haired Angel with her hand. The other two nodded looking quite fascinated.

They immediately got to work afterwards, Miyako started tracing out designs for Haru's costumes. Chris began cutting out some black fabric in a pattern she had already drawn on the fabric, and Claire took over the sewing machine.

Around three o' clock they all sighed in unison. Brown eyes met blue eyes, which met green eyes, which met brown eyes. They all stared at each other before asking, "Are you done with your costume yet?"

"Yeah."

"Yes."

"Uh Huh." (Which means yes)

The trio all turned away from each other to dress their Angels. Chris was the first one done. She held up Metallica with a proud grin on her face.

Metallica wore a dark blue, metallic spaghetti-strap shirt that puckered right underneath the chest and flared out covering just above her waist. She wore a black, tight fitting miniskirt that looked like sequins were decorated all over it. Dark blue fishnet stocking were worn under her skirt and met the ankle-high, black boots with a really high heel. Underneath her shirt was a fishnet top that went all the way to her wrists, and then met a pair of black gloves with a sharp claw on each finger. Somehow Chris had added neon blue streaks to Metallica's hair, with a neon blue clip in the back she fashioned from a safety pin. The Angel wore heavy make-up too; Chris had put something like blue mascara on Metallica and black eye shadow, with some blue lipstick.

Claire shuddered at the Angel but smiled weakly, "She's neat. Here's Shani."

Claire was so predictable; she made her Angel like the night of the living pink lollipop. Shani was dressed in a ballerina's outfit, all pink, but the tutu hung more loosely and around mid-thigh. A little pink bow was tied on the chest to add to the all-around cuteness. A big pink bow was tied around her neck and the bow itself was on the back of her neck, hidden under the thick dark blue hair. Long pink, semi-transparent stockings came down from under the tutu and met pink slippers with ribbons tied around her legs. The final touch were pink gloves to protect her arm joints and a little bit of pastel pink lipstick. The dark blue hair dangled freely around her ankles.

It was Chris's turn to shudder; Miyako just nodded and flashed a smile.

"My turn!" Miyako cried, more happily than usual.

Haru wasn't as, for a lack of a better word, punked-out as Metallica; or as kawaii, sugar coated, who-needs-a-care-bear-hug as Shani was either. The silver haired fighter was dressed in a black sleeveless shirt, with a wide collar covering her neck and a large red music note; that was partly separated because of a black zipper running the length of the shirt. Haru didn't have as many joints as say a speed Angel would so she need less protection. On her arms she put spandex-like silver cloth around the elbow, up to almost meet the shirt and halfway down to her wrist. On her hands Haru wore black fingerless gloves with a red music note like the one on her shirt. She wore tight fitting, black shorts covered over by a strange red skirt that was cut on each side and was held together by a black music note belt. Over her knees she wore something like skate pads; spandex, then a hard piece of plastic with a red music note and then a little more, black spandex. And finally black, sneaker like shoes with a red design on it, take a wild guess at the design.

Claire nodded in approval and Chris gave a tiny clap. "Cool!"

"She's very original! Lots of music notes!" Claire announced stealing another glance at Miyako's Angel.

"I like Metallica and Shani, they're both really well done."

The three all sighed, before Miyako broke the silence again, "Hey look, Metallica is the biggest, Haru is medium, and Shani is the smallest. That's kind of weird how we all chose different parameters."

Chris and Claire nodded, noticing this too. Claire seemed a little sad that her's was the smallest. "They're all different themes too. Claire is classical, Metallica is punk or goth or whatever.'

"Metal." Chris corrected.

"Yeah, and Haru is like pop. Or is she rock?" Claire asked, leaning forward to look at the angel, then her friend.

"Pop I guess, maybe a little bit of both. Stop asking me hard question!" Miyako's last sentence was supposed to be funny, and it did make her two other friends giggle.

"So exactly how are we supposed to battle with these guys?" She then asked holding up Haru and examining her, "I don't exactly see an on switch…"

Claire and Chris must have known all about this Angelic Layer thing.

"I think it's time we get in a little practice." Chris announced with an evil smirk.

Claire smiled and stifled a happy giggle.

Miyako gulped, Chris's evil smirks meant only one thing…