Thankies for the reviews! I won't delete it I guess… smile Anyways, I'm gonna introduce some new characters now, so be on the lookout. takes out spyglass CHIPS AHOY :P

Haruhi had decided to try and find this 'fainting girl'. She followed the path that she had taken, but only ended up getting lost. (You'd be surprised at how large this school is!)

After wandering down several hallways, she paused. Somewhere, a high-pitched giggle rang through the corridors. She spun around and raced after where it had come from.

It echoed through again, sounding closer. She skidded to a halt and turned that way to follow it.

All of her twisting and turning led her to a janitorial closet. Another giggle emerged from behind its closed door.

Haruhi closed her hand around the knob and slowly, slowly, turned it.

"WAFFLES!" a strange orange blur screamed as it leapt onto Haruhi's head.

She screamed and reached up to untangle it from her hair. It squirmed and clawed at her.

She finally managed to yank it out, along with a fistful of hair. She was shocked to find a small orange fox in her hands.

It was about as big as a plush toy with beady blue eyes and a blank expression. On one paw was a crudely made sock puppet. It grinned at its captor.

"You're the waffle lady!" he announced.

Haruhi dropped it with another cry. "It talks!" she wailed.

The little fox nodded, it's large ears flapping. "YEP! I can sing my ADC's! ABCDmacaroni-cheese! HEY! I see a duck!" it pointed its sock puppet paw to the window.

Haruhi looked but didn't see anything. She desperately wished she could just shut it back in the closet.

She turned to it as calmly as possible. "And… what's you're name?" she asked with a voice dripping with sweetness.

The fox gave her another grin. Uh-oh. Haruhi thought.

The fox took a deep breath and began his speech. "HI! My name's Mort I'm two years old which is kinda old in fox years but not really this is my puppet Gertrude he's my best friend have you seen my mommy? She's taller then me but shorter then you and she's got red fur like me only darker and BIG green eyes and I loves her so much!" he finished by hugging himself.

Haru blinked. This thing must've come from hell, because it was torture.

The little thing hiccupped and a large soap bubble came out. "I was eatin' dish soap!" he giggled, and let forth several more bubbles.

Haruhi might've thrown it out the window if someone hadn't run in. It was our mysterious little Ayame. She gasped and ran over to the little annoyance.

"OH MY GOD MORT! Where the hell have you been? I've been all over the place looking for you!" she cried. Mort hiccupped, causing another soap bubble to protrude from his mouth. "Eating dish soap again I see." She commented.

Mort smiled and nodded enthusiastically. Ayame turned to Haruhi. She scrutinized her carefully. "You won't tell anyone about this, right?" she questioned harshly.

Haruhi nodded quickly. Ayame sighed. "Good. Come on Mort, we have a meeting to attend." And with that, she left Haruhi to wonder.

Tamaki had decided to do some spying of his own (with the help of the twins). They peeked through the crack in the door that lead to the Vice Principal's office. They found Ayame just sitting down next to a rather tall girl. (If it wasn't for the fact that she was wearing a boys uniform, they wouldn't have had to look again.)

"Now, understand girls, that I'm letting you in on very tedious reasoning." He informed them stiffly. "I'm not sure how long you can stay, but I hope to keep you here long enough to at least get a better education then you were back in America."

The taller girl straightened. "Thank you ojiisan." She said in a small voice.

The old man smiled. "You're welcome." He replied in a gentle tone. "Now run along you two, and study."

"Yahari." The two of them chorused obediently, and walked out the door. As they pushed it open, they sent the three eavesdroppers sprawling to the floor.

"AH!" the taller girl cried. She scowled at them. "Bastards! What are you three doing?"

Ayame put a hand on her arm. "Maru," she said softly. "please control yourself. They're from the Host Club I told you about." She looked sheepishly at Tamaki. "I think I hit him with a chair." She mumbled.

Maru laughed. Her short dark hair shook just above her shoulders with every giggle. "Sometimes I wonder how you got accepted into this school." She snorted.

She turned to the other three and extended an apologetic hand. "Terribly sorry." She said as she helped Tamaki to his feet. She offered her hand to the twins, but they got up themselves.

Ayame saw them and turned slightly pink in the face. If there was one problem with her personality, it was her inability to talk to handsome young men. She backed up into the wall. She bumped her backpack, and it wiggled.

"Is nap time over?" a high-pitched voice squealed.

Maru stared at her friend. "Oh no." she moaned. She turned back to the host club members. "You may want to duck." She advised.

She pushed them down on the floor just in time to save Tamaki from being hit by a lightning-fast ball of orange fuzz. They poked their heads up to see a tail dissapear down the hallway.

"Kuso!" Ayame muttered and ran after it.

There! I decided to add a little Japanese in there cuz… I dunno, I felt like it. Here's what they all meant:

Ojiisan- Grandfather

Yahari- Of Course

Kuso- Shit

More later, bye!