Flame: It's my birthday and I'll cry if I want to, cry if I want to, cry if I want to, you would cry, too if it happened to you! Yes, peoples, today is my birthday! I am oficially 15!

Neko-chan: Happy birthday, Flame-chan! (hands Flame a wrapped box)

Tamako: Well wishes for the day you were put on this Earth. (hands Flame a gift wrapped box)

Flame: Ooh! (rips open Neko-chan's presnt) It's... tuna... Thank you, Neko-chan. And now... (rips open Tamako's present) it's... (reads title) A Complete Colection of William Shakespeare's Work... Thanks... Tamako... Don't ya'll know me well... And now, to everyone from me, another chapter!

Neko-chan: MY PRESENT WAS THE BEST!!

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A Husband For Kiri

Chapter 8!!

Kiri looked down at her mom, who had tackled her middle.

"Why would I want to do that?" she asked lazily.

"Because you love me and want to make me happy." Emi replied promptly.

"Says who?"

Emi's eyes filled up with (fake) tears, and she started to sniffle.

"M-m-my baby doesn't love her Mommy anymore!" she sobbed, bringing Seiji running.

"What's wrong?" he demanded, tackling his wife to cuddle her, which effectively brought Kiri down with an oomph.

"Kiri doesn't want to go shopping with me." Emi said, rubbing (fake) tears out of her eyes.

That's how Kiri found herself wandering a designer clothes store with an over hyperactive mother. Fun.

"Ooh, I bet Billy-kun would love this on you!" Emi shouted, holding up an outfit that Kiri wouldn't be caught dead in. It was a fire red tube top, a short denim skirt, red leggings, and red highheels. Yikes.

"And I care wht Bobby thinks because..." Kiri murmered.

"You two are gonaa get married!" Emi answer cheerfully, efectively making Kiri turn as red as the tube top in her hand.

"K-K-Kiri-san" a familiar stutter said from behind Emi.

Kanako, looking exactly like she did when Kiri made her over, stood there holding the exact same thing Emi was, only in soft pink, instead of loud red.

Kiri looked questioningly at her best friend. Kanako blushed and murmered something about her mom forcing her and a cousin coming to town.

"See, Kiri, even your friend likes this outfit!" Emi told her daughter, who looked completely unconvinced.

"Um, Miss Koshiba, I don't really like this outfit, my mom told me to get it." Kanako said hesitantly. Emi's grin just widened.

"Kiri, that decides it, you are getting this outfit." she said, deciding on her own. Kiri just shrugged, thinking that her mom could force her to own the outfit, but not WEAR it.

Kanako sighed, looking at the outfit in her hands.

"This outfit just isn't me." she said to herself, but took it over to the cash register anyway, orders were orders.

"I have an idea! Why don't you and Billy-kun go out on a date?!" Emi said as they walked home later that afternoon. Kiri choked on her drink.

"M-mom," she gasped. She was about to tell her mom that there was NOTHING between her and Georgie, Henry, Bobby, or whatever his name was when Billy himself walked out of the shadows.

"Actually," he said, "sounds like a good idea to me."

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Flame: Aww, what a great bithday present!

Neko-chan: Mine was still better.

Tamako: No, it wasn't, Flame-sama doesn't even LIKE fish, I think I picked mine well

Neko-chan: (gasp) How can someone not like fish?! It's not true, is it Flame-chan?

Flame: Well... (shifts uncomfortably)

Tamako: See?

Neko-chan: She doesn't like classic crap like Shakespeare, either!

Tamako: Untrue, right, Flame-sama?

Flame: Um... Okay, see ya'll later! (runs away)

Tamako: FLAME-SAMA! THAT DOESN'T ANSWER MY QUESTION!

Neko-chan: Doesn't it? Okay, love ya'll!