heylu!

Honey:grr... that was unfair of Ichigo!

me: breathe, Honey. oh, and i don't own tokyo mew mew. also, thanks if you have reviewed. you really don't get how happy i get when i get a review.... I almost go through the ceiling.(not litereally, cos then I 'd have a giant hole there, but yeah, you get the picture.)

Honey: CAN WE JUST GET ON WITH IT?!

me: sheesh. fine. here you go then.

I glanced around quickly. I spotted a window just above the toilet. I climbed on the loo and stuck my head out the window. I could see Ichigo's bedroom window. I stuck my head back in and looked for something to throw.

I chose the soap.

CLANG! It hit with a satisfying thud. It flopped onto the ground and I had no way to get it back. (No way was I going out in the rain again, now I was dry.)

So this time I chose the shampoo.

I never knew loeral was so good at hitting targets. I must be worth it.

Small problem.

When I threw the shampoo, it hit the window. And almost broke it.

Well, it would have, but Ichigo had opened the window. It zoomed past her and clanged against her cupboard. It left a mark. She looked a little scared.

'Nya!'

I opened the door for Neko. In the time I'd disappeared from the toilet seat, Ichigo had looked at the window. She was doing something else now-dancing to some song. (Whilst carefully dodging the shampoo bottle)

'Neko.' I said, turning to my cat, 'Do me a favour. Go over there and get Ichigo to get here, pronto. If she says no, hiss.' I had no idea why I said that, I was probably slightly crazy or something. But Neko seemed to nod and started scratching the door. She zoomed out.

Five seconds later, something that was a sort of blue/sliver was dashing across the lawn. It scuttled up the drainpipe (I had no idea she could do that!) and climbed in though the window.

Ichigo looked kind of scared at the appearance of a wet cat on her bed.

They seemed to be in deep conversation when Ichigo looked up and saw me and my new ears. I pointed at them.

Her mouth formed an 'O', and in five minutes, she was here.

'Uh, here you go,' she said, giving back the shampoo and soap (very wet and slippery. In fact, it slid out of my hand when I grabbed it.)

'The ears' I said pointing at them. 'WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME THIS?'

'Uh..... I forgot?'

'YOU FORGOT?'

'If it makes you feel better, I didn't know when it first happened to me. And for me it was in school! Come on.'

'Wait, I happens to you too?'

'Yes! It happens to all of us!' she rolled her eyes. 'Look, just do this.' She placed her hands on my ears and pushed down. They disappeared.

'How-?'

'Just push your ears back in.' she shrugged. No big deal.'

Huh.

I walked forward and slid on the soap I'd forgotten to pick up.

'OWW!' toilets are no fun to bang you head against.

That night, well, I was left to dwell on my thoughts.

What Have I done today? I thought.

1-Trailed Ichigo to work

2-gotten zapped

3-become a mew

4-almost gotten killed

5-come home, eaten bamboo and grown ears.

Great. That was narrowing it down.

I thought more about number four-almost gotten killed. That would be a day-to-day thing for me. What would happen if I actually got killed?

I cried myself to sleep that night. When I woke up at four thirty-six in the morning, I made sure there were no aliens before poking my whole head out of the duvet.

The next morning, my body ached and the alarm beeped.

Great. Work.

I started moving and easing my way out of the strange position I'd slept in last night. (Curled in a ball, with Neko on top). I gathered something to wear and noticed the sunlight. I wore jeans this time and left an umbrella by the door in case I would need one.

I ended up needing it.

I walked to work with Ichigo, which meant we were late, and started working.

Remember how I said it was chaos? You have no idea.

Thing was, Lettuce always tripped over (I was in luck the first day I came here, I really was.). Mint was pretty good at it, but she was useless from noon onwards, when all she did was call 'ICHIGO! I need some more tea.' And drink tea. (And she never once had a toilet break....) Pudding was a good entertainer, I'll admit, but she never did any waitressing. She did do the cash register though, provided she was allowed to do it with her feet. Zakuro was Zakuro, striking fear into everyone's hearts with her bluntness. Ichigo was the only one who did something. And I did try, I really did. One problem.

I didn't exactly write my orders in Japanese.

This meant anyone else waitressing one of my orders had no idea what it was, unless it was Zakuro who could read Spanish,French,English and something else. Kiichiro was pretty ok with it too, but he said this to me one time:

'Honey, whats this?'He pointed to my most recent order and some before that.

I translated.

'Ok. Honey, I can understand English, Spanish, French, German, Greek and Latin apart from Japanese. However, I cannot understand Russian, Norwegian, Czech, and Dutch or...' he frowned. 'whats that?' he asked.

'Uh, Arabic.'

'Or Arabic. Calm down with the languages.'

I blushed, nodded, and left with three coffees and a chocolate cake. The thing was, I hadn't realised I was doing it. Ooops.

I also forgot the table numbers. I spent ages staring at the chart by the wall of the kitchens so I could remember where table 43 was. (By the third pillar, count two tables to the left...or was it the right? Let me check....)

'Honey,' Kiichiro said,' take that chart off the wall and photocopy it 6 times downstairs.'

I finally found the photocopier. I was in between two evil looking, black computers. I didn't breathe whilst I was doing the photocopies, I swear.

Once I had run up with the seven copies, I was told to tack up the original and take a copy. I went slightly red, although it helped a hell of a lot. And I wasn't the only one who needed it. Ichigo needed it from time to time too.

The thing I was best at doing though, was washing dishes. Must be because I loved it so much.

'I can see you like bubbles' Kiichiro commented when he saw how much washing up liquid I was squirting into the sink.

'Yup.' I replied. 'When I was a little kid, my sister used to beg my mum to get these cake mix packets for the supermarket. My favourite was when we did washing up, 'cos of all the bubbles. One time I sat in the sink, too.' I grinned.'I was only about five,' I said in response to Kiichirio face.

He laughed. 'You have a sister?'

'Yup. Older by about five years.' I said. 'You?'

'Yes. She is older than me, too.' He smiled.

I finished and stacked up the plates.

'You're quick'

'I'm good at it.' I said. I grabbed an order and zoomed out. I tripped over Pudding ((imitating a stick insect....) and went flying. I crashed into a table and went sprawling.

'Ooof....' I went. Thankfully, the table hadn't had anyone on it. It had caused quite a stir though.

'onee-chan! Honey onee-chan, I'm sorry!' Pudding cried.

'Don't worry.' I said, rubbing my head where it hurt. 'Agh! Pudding!'She'd pushed my head forward and was looking for a bruise of some kind.

'Wha! The back of your heads all red!' she cried.

'Pudding,' I began, 'that's my storks bite. Now GET OFF ME.'

It was only after I had cleaned up the cheesecake and water that I realised Pudding had called my onee-chan –big sister.

I grinned and didn't stop until Lettuce asked me to clean up this mess of plate, orange juice, cake, icecream and glass.

Then I wasn't so happy. Dishes I can do. Floors..... Harder.

Never have I been so happy for a tea break.

I joined Mint at her table.

'Hi,' I started.

Nothing. I waved a hand in front of her face. Still nothing.

'Will you stop that?!' She asked abruptly.

I was in such a shock I slid off my chair.

She laughed.

'You look funny when you do that.'

'Thanks.' I grumbled, getting back on the chair.

'What's a stork's bite?' she asked, catching me by surprise again. (But this time I didn't fall off the chair.)

'Oh, uh...' I thought of some way to describe it,' like red mark you get on the back of your neck or in between your eyes when you're born. It stays, sometimes.'

'You have one?'

'Uh, yeah.'

'Oh.'

She sipped her tea.

Some hours later, work ended. We were all clearing up except for Mint. ('How long does it take to finish ONE cup of tea?! And doesn't she need to pee really bad after that?' 'Honey....''What?! I'm right, aren't I?!')

The lights flickered.

'Great, that's all we need.' Ichigo said as the lights went out. 'A power cut.'

The lights went back on. Then off. Then on.

'Who's messing with our electricity?!' Ichigo, Mint and I screamed. (Us three mews, the impatient kind....)

'Aliens. On the electricity cables.' Answered Ryou, sneaking up on us.

'Wha!' he seemed to have shocked everyone but Zakuro. Or maybe Pudding was just screaming for fun.

'Which cables?' Lettuce asked.

'You'll know. Just follow the –'

The lights went.

'We'd better go.' Ichigo sighed.

'Great.' Mint said. 'Rain.'

And in spite of that, we hardly got wet.

Mind you, when we stood still in the rain we got wet pretty quick. I could feel my tail getting all wet.

'Damn you Kisshu!' Mint screeched. 'I straightened my hair yesterday!'

'Your fault.' Kisshu said, lying back. 'And blame Taruto.' He waved at Taruto, who was spinning knuclecrackers and grinning.

.KUCKLECRACKERS.

I. Love. Knuckle crackers.

'TAR-TAR!'Pudding leapt up

'KUCKLECRACKERS!' I leapt up.

'AHHHHH!' Taruto got leapt on. I grabbed the knucklecrackers and landed on my feet. (Handy!) I started playing with them until I got electrocuted.

'Oww!' I said, sucking my finger. But no one said anything.

Then I turned around and saw the giant electric bird dancing on the cables.

Damn.

Honey: you alsways stop it at the worst bits. and your chapters are so short....and loeral is spelt wrong.

me: whats up with you? are you moody?(and of course its spelt wrong! I can't write accents on the computer!)

Honey: no, I just really want to get you mad.

me: great. thanks to know... anyway, cyah all next week... If i don't go crazy till then.

Honey: (grins and chuckles in a cute but evil way.)