Disclaimer: Hmmm disclaimer... –opens book called 'big book of disclaimers'- here we go! 'I don't own Tokyo mew mew or mew mew power.' Wow, that's fairly boring...meh.
"An apple a day keeps the doctor away..." The authoress gave Kish a wry look.
"What ARE you reading?"
The authoress flipped to the front of the package of papers.
"'Rules to live by.' How ironic, the next one says 'always clean your room." Kish made a face.
"Hmmm, what do we have here?" The authoress flipped to the back of the front cover.
"To my dearest Kish," The authoress looked at Kish "Oh so it IS yours."
Kish rolled his eyes.
"No duh, who else's could it be?"
"Pai, Tarto, Bowleena, A-chan (AKA Chi-chan), that dude that freaks out every time that there's corn in his chili, MINE..."
"Why would any thing of YOURS be in MY room? –Insert multiple explanation and question marks here-"
"I dunno, same reason all this is here..." The authoress snapped her fingers and a stapler, an old Discman, a pair of capris, a thesaurus and a box of blue popsicles fell on top of Kish.
"Where the heck did you FIND all of this stuff in this mess? –Insert multiple explanation and question marks here-"
The authoress rolled her eyes.
"Don't you roll your eyes at me!"
"You sound like my mom... and that's not a good thing, considering you're a guy..."
"How DID all that stuff appear on top of me any way?"
"I'm an authoress you baka." The authoress put here hands in the air for more emphasis, as she laughed manically.
"Who was that package of papers from anyway?"
The authoress looked down at the papers.
"Masaya."
"You're joking."
"No I'm not."
"Yes you are!"
"No I'm not!"
"YES YOU ARE!"
"NO I AM NOT!"
"YOU. HAVE. GOT. TO. BE. JOKING!"
"Actually, I was...It's from Ichigo."
"Really? –Insert multiple explanation and question marks here-"
"No you dope, you're trying to take over the world and she's defending it, WHY would she like it if you're trying to kiss her AND kill her! –Insert multiple explanation and question marks here-"
Kish blinked.
The authoress tapped her foot impatiently.
Silence...silence...
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"ARGGGGGG!"
Kish jumped from where he had been staring into space.
"What? –Insert multiple explanation and question marks here-"
The authoress stamped her foot angrily.
"What's wrong?" Kish said, rolling his eyes at the authoress's childish antics.
"Well, one it's now summer, the wonderful school-free season, so now of course like every summer I get a stupid itchy rash that I can't spell that sounds like 'exima', so currently I'm going crazy trying not to scratch," the authoress began counting the reasons with her fingers "two I forgot, and third, or is it thirdly? Meh, who really cares? I got bored of waiting for you to ask 'who the heck sent me that? –Insert multiple explanation and question marks here-"
"Oh yea I forgot 'bout that..."
"SORT TERM MEMORY LOSS OR WHAT? –Insert multiple explanation and question marks here-"
"So who did"
"Me,
after the 'to me dearest Kish' it said 'CLEAN UP THAT STY
THAT'S SO MESSY PIGS WON'T LIVE IN IT THAT YOU CALL YOUR ROOM OR
I'LL SET RABID SALT AND VINAGER CHIPS ON YOU'" The authoress
smiled.
Kish twitched.
The authoress poked him.
"YOU'RE SUCH AN ABUSIVE FRIEND!"
The authoress smiled again. "I know, Bowleena and A-chan (AKA Chi-chan) say that to, but mostly Bowleena."
Kish just smacked her arm.
"Kish..."
"WHAT? –Insert multiple explanation and question marks here-"
"You should really clean your room."
"SO YOU WANT ME TO CLEAN MY ROOM HUH? –Insert multiple explanation and question marks here-" The authoress nodded. "FINE! THEN I WILL!" The authoress shook her head, Kish was SO easy to manipulate...
Ignoring the above sentence, Kish ran over to the corner farthest away from the authoress and between glaring at her, began to scrub the walls.
-Ten hours later-
Kish had actually managed to scrape off ALL the mold on the walls; the only mold left was on everything else...yes Kish was going to be here for a LONG time...
A/N: Me: Hi everybody!
Everyone: Hello Dr. Nick!
Me: -Smacks forehead- any way Kish some awesome reviewer (sorry reviewer, short term memory loss, can't remember your name) wanted me to give you this if you cleaned your room. –Holds Ichigo stuffy just out of Kish's reach-
Kish: Give me that! –tries to grab stuffy-
Me: -Ignores Kish- also sorry 'bout the rant about the rash, it's just that it's SO itchy that I'm almost considering gnawing my leg off like rabid wolf...or maybe a rabid salt and vinegar chip...
Kish: GIVE THAT TO ME!
Me: oops, I forgot about this... here –throws stuff to Kish- I guess that scraping mold off of walls for ten hours counts as cleaning...
