Disclaimer: If I did own Tokyo mew mew, I would never allow Kish to be named 'Dren' (because it's 'Nerd' spelled backwards."
A/N: I already posted this but forgot to add the author's not and disclaimer, I'm such a scatter brain...any way just wanted to say that the only reason I'm writing this story is because it's SO fun to write...But I would like you guys to review! Also if you think any thing needs to be explained, please tell me!
"Water...sugar...apple juice..." Kish looked up. "Why fancy that, there's apple juice in apple juice."
"Kish what are you doing?" Kish glanced at the authoress before looking back at the juice box he was holding.
"Well, I was really bored, and Ichigo is sick so I can't go bother her, so I was going to clean my room, but then I just started reading everything I found."
"I might as well help you clean up..." The authoress bent down and picked up a piece of paper.
"How to annoy Ichigo." The authoress looked up and gave Kish a skeptical look.
"It pays to have references..." He said slowly.
"Number one, call her neko-chan." The authoress raised an eyebrow.
"What?"
"Nothing, it's just that is the stupidest name on the face of earth, anyway, number two, follow her everywhere. What are you, a stalker?"
"No!"
"Whatever, number three, set a kirema anima on her. Kish that would annoy ANYONE!"
""Whatever." The authoress glared.
"DON'T COPY ME!" Kish just shrugged.
"Number four, try and kiss her lots." The authoress just twitched.
"Number five, tell her that she's fat." The authoress smacked Kish with a French-English dictionary.
"You're so insensitive!" Kish ignored the authoress and opened the dictionary.
"Did you know that in French bleu can mean blue or meat?"
"Give me that!" The authoress snatched up the dictionary and smacked him with it.
"But did you?" Kish asked.
"Did I what?"
"Did you know."
"Know what?"
"Know that bleu in French can mean meat."
"Yes I did, now GO CLEAN YOUR ROOM!" The authoress yelled.
"Ok, ok, you didn't need to yell."
Suddenly everyone's favorite insane blond appeared in the room.
"Actually Kish, she did have to yell, nothing would have penetrated that thick skull of yours."
"Hey! Are you calling me stupid?'
"If you can't tell, then it's worse than I thought..."
Kish lunged at Bowleena, when someone grabbed his wrist.
"Violence isn't the answer young alien." The monk said.
Kish being the ever so polite on said back: "Who the heck are you?"
"Don't you remember? You offered to let me stay here last week, Dren."
"My name is NOT Dren! It's Kish."
"But isn't this the spaceship of Dren?"
"Oh curse my nerdy dub self!"
"So this isn't the spaceship of Dren..."
"No."
"Oh, sorry." The monk disappeared in a poof of salt and vinegar chips.
"Authoress, can't you be a LITTLE more creative?" The authoress shrugged and the salt and vinegar chips turned into rabid salt and vinegar chips.
"Rabid chips?" Kish gave the authoress a look of boredom. The authoress rolled her eyes and the rabid salt and vinegar chips turned into rabid cats.
"Ahh, rabid cats, run away." Kish said in a monotone. The authoress blinked and the cats got ten times bigger and jumped on Kish.
"AHHHH! Authoress, help me!" The authoress just watched as Kish managed to remove the cats and ran.
"I guess that the cleaning is going to wait for another chapter..." The authoress said to Bowleena.
"My heart bleeds for you." Bowleena said sounding overly dramatic.
"Very funny Krad."
"How come you can call me 'Krad' and I can't call you Ritsu?"
"One, I'm older than you, Two, I say so, and three, you're already obsessed with D N angel, so it's ok."
Bowleena just rolled her eyes at the authoress's warped logic.
