Disclaimer: I don't own Tokyo mew mew or D N Angel, but I do own Indigo and the rabid chips! So there!

A/N: I wrote this when I was extremely bored...wait, I still am...so it might sound a bit odd...oh well, YAY FOR RABID CHIPS! Oh, and sorry Bowleena, I'll try to put you in the next chapter...

"Hey authoress...have you seen my incredibly stupid and nerdy dub self called Dren." Kish asked, fending of a bag of rabid chips.

"Uhh, no. I tend to AVOID him...er, the other you, god that's confusing." The authoress was silent before grabbing a rabid chip and throwing it at Kish's face.

"ARGGGG! GET IT OFF! GET IT OFF!" Kish yelled wile running around trying to remove the poor un-suspecting chip. Kish read the previous line.

"Suuuuuuuuuuure, you feel sorry for the stupid rabid chip...I mean rabid chips? Don't chips just sit there and get eaten?" The authoress smacked him with 'the oxford advanced learner's dictionary'.

"Hey! Don't quote the reviewers!" The authoress looked at the reviewer that Kish had quoted. "Sorry Kamyra! It's not my fault, its Kish's! Oh yea, you also gave Kish that stuffy didn't you?" The authoress smacked her forehead. "Sorry! Stupid short-term memory loss!" The authoress rounded on Kish, who was still muttering about how stupid rabid chips are.

"DON'T INSULT THE RABID CHIPS!" The authoress shoved one into his face.

"Besides, aren't they soooooooooooooooooooo cute when try to bite your fingers off, well not mine, just yours, they LOVE me!"

Kish rubbed his poor bitten fingers and glared at the authoress.

"Why do they only like you?"

The authoress looked up from where she was tickling a salt and vinegar chip.

"Because I'm an authoress AND animals like me...except you..."

"HEY! Are you calling me an animal?"

The authoress tilted her head. "Maybe..."

Kish glared.

"Just clean your room."

"But I dun wanna!"

"DO IT!"

Kish jumped to his feet. "YES MA'AM!"

He quickly ran over to a window and started throwing stuff he didn't want out of the window.

"KISH!"

"What now?"

"That's littering!"

"So, can you think of a better way to get rid of this junk?"

"Yup...INDIGO!" A girl with a strange scar on her face popped out of nowhere.

"What do you want authoress?"

"Can you get rid of this pile of junk?" The girl, who apparently was named Indigo, looked at the gigantic pile of random stuff, and nodded. "Sure!" She stuffed it all into a large garbage bag and jumped out the window...only to get stuck. "Oof! NII-CHAN! I NEED SOME HELP!" Another odd person appeared in the room.

"You're pathetic Indigo." He said

She pouted. "Older brother...can you help me?" The boy rolled his eyes and zapped the bag and made it explode into nothing.

"AUTHORESS!" Kish yelled.

"What?"

"Can you get all of these weird magical-people-things OUT OF MY ROOM!"

The authoress blinked. "Sure." She snapped her fingers and the odd pair disappeared in a poof of rabid chips.

"MORE rabid chips?"

The authoress nodded happily as she petted the chips.