Author's Note: What up, ma peeps? Gah, we're reading The Great Gatsby in english right now. Please excuse me while I gag. The writing is gorgeous, but the characters and plotline (ESPECIALLY THE CHARACTERS) need to go eat some cheese. At least the plot got interesting around halfway through, but the characters... shudder. Doesn't help that we've been reading it for MORE than one fourth of the school year. Ah well... here is my pathetic attempt at writing the most humorous chapter in this story. Marvel at my crappy humor writing skills!
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Disclaimer: I don't frikkin own Ojamajo Doremi! If I did, I would have already hired a group to english sub the whole thing, so I don't have to wait so long! It's very saddening...
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Ever since that fateful meeting, days had gone and past, moving ever so closer the the climax of autumn. Hazuki had steadily healed over time, with much help from her classmates, of course. Doremi would always offer to carry her book bag (she STILL wasn't over her the guilt trip..) and the SOS would parade the room with endless corny jokes, causing... fits of uncontrollable laughter. ("Not too great for her health if you ask me", Onpu would say). Aiko would always try to cheer the brunette up, telling her of Majo Rika's newest escapades among other things. Momoko would constantly ask if she could draw pictures on her cast and Hazuki would politely agree, only to find.. embarrassing depictions of her and a certain someone. Then, as always, everyone else would ask the blonde what she was doing and Momoko would tell them of the newest American phenomenon. Pretty soon, everyone had doodled something on her cast and while some were.. not exactly flattering to look at, the bespectacled girl appreciated them all the same, though her favorite was the bowl of pudding that tottered on the edge of her big toe. Hana-chan being Hana-chan... it wasn't much of a surprise really. It was great to have her back again.
"Momoooo! Hana-chan wants to know what the special papers are foooor!" Hana groveled before Asuka, eyes wobbling to complete the look. "Pretty please?"
The American handed one last envelope to Hasebe before getting sucked into the extreme cuteness of the natural-born witch. "Hiya Hana-chan! I'm giving out invitations for a Halloween party after school", she giggled at the white-blondes sweetly confused expression as she tilted her head to the side.
"Halloween?" Hana repeated with a finger to her cheek, before rapidly shaking her head. "Hana-chan doesn't understand!"
Kotake, who had been casually leaning against the absent Doremi's desk, had picked up Hana's blunt whining. While he would normally brush off the hyperactive girl, her newest complaint for once, made sense. What the heck was Halloween again? He grumbled and flipped over the invitation once again until he gave up and strolled over to ask Asuka.
"Hey, Asuka-san! You know, Makihatayama does have a point. Do you really expect us to know what some American holiday is?" he questioned, skeptical that the custom was anything special or interesting.
"Yeah.." Their classmates echoed around the room, starting to crowd around the blonde, boxing her in.
"Huh, what, hooza?!" she jerked her head from side to side, feeling the pain of claustrophobia for the first time. Momoko twitched and stepped away from the curious, and 'kinda-sorta-almost' scary crowd.
"We want to know, Asuka-san.. this could be the biggest scoop the word has ever seen.." Kaori droned, glasses flashing with their usual intimidating stare. Momoko bent over backwards and gulped.
"Yeah Asuka, tell us.." Sugiyama moaned, comedically edging closer to the cowering witch, trying (obnoxiously..) to build on the awkward moment. Momoko gaped as he curled his hands like zombie claws... drawing closer.. and closer..
"WAAAAHHH!" The horror movie shattered as Sugiyama was yanked back by the collar of his shirt. An authoritative hand shoved him to the side as Tamaki marched to the center of the circle.
"Owww..."
"Oh be quiet!" the former president barked before flipping her hair and focusing on the relieved Momoko.
She cleared her throat with and attention grabbing 'eh-hem'. "Now.. Momoko-chan, just what is this 'Halloween' get together you have so generously invited us to?" the rich girl sweetly asked. Since Tamaki almost never had the nerve to be polite, a shock of surprise silently electrocuted the class, though their blank faces showed no inkling of surprise. Even they could control themselves once in a while.
At the moment, Momoko wanted to squeeze the life out of the taller blonde with all the 11-year-old strength she could muster, but as this wasn't acceptable at the time, she settled for a hearty clap on Tamaki's shoulder. "In America..." the class 'ooohed' at the sound of the popular country, going into 'vegetate like a foreigner' mode, "-Halloween is the holiday where kids dress up like vampires and werewolves.. basically anything, and go around to people's houses to get candy and stuff", she added the last two words in english. "All you gotta say is 'Trick or treat!' and there you go, mountains of free candy", she chimed and the more than half the classes jaws hung open, saliva starting to boil.
"But its not like anyone around here would bother with buying sweets for hundreds of kids anyways." The happy class felt like an anvil had just crushed their hopes from above, though a few still clung to a sliver of hope for their sweet tooth's.
"Asuka-san, but you celebrate Halloween, right? That means you've got candy at the party, right?" Kotake begged hopefully, finding this 'Halloween' to be the best thing since torturing Doremi.
"Sure!" The classes eyes bugged in happiness. "Five pieces for everybody!" she added and they slumped, tears gushing at the tiny amount Momoko offered.
Momoko's arms flew above her head and on cue, Doremi appeared at the door, with a now healthy Masaru dragging his feet inside from behind. Yada automatically slid into his chair, briefly noticing the invitation that greeted him on the desk before crossing his arms behind his head and becoming entranced with a tiny spider crawling along the ceiling. Doremi however, tried to stand on her tip-toes and peer over the crowd at her friend. All she could see were multicolor heads, so she then decided to hop up and down like a pink frog who was just out of reach of the juicy fly.
"Besides, the main attraction I have prepared is the haunted house!" Bunches of question marks popped above the others heads as they were unfamiliar with the english words. Momoko held a finger to her lips. "But if you really want to know what that is, I guess you'll just have to show up, now won't you?" At these mysterious words the class exploded into excited chatter, 'What could it be's' and 'This is weird's' being thrown everywhere. Momoko beamed.
That'll bait them for sure.
The crowd parted like the red sea, finally allowing Doremi to walk with a bubbly skip over to the blonde witch and Hana-chan. "Momo-chan did you get the invitations to everyone?" Momoko nodded, but Doremi frowned with little apparent excitement. "You still haven't told me what this is all about Momo-chan. I gave Ai-chan, Onpu-chan, and Hazuki-chan the invitations like you told me too, but none of them understood it either. What's with all the secrets?"
"Don't worry!" Asuka cried in english. "I'll be telling you guys after school, right before the fun starts", she reassured, saluting to Doremi with genuine enthusiasm. "I promise!"
Doremi 'hmmmed' worriedly and pierced the others yellow eyes with a slight foreboding feeling. "If you say so Momo-chan.." she said with half the acceptance Momoko had expected. Doremi shuffled back to her desk, her lip still stuck in a worried squiggle.
"Doremi?" Hana said innocently from her own desk. Her mama seemed troubled so Hana decided to stare at her for the rest of the class, perking an eyebrow every time Doremi sighed.
Momoko settled into her own desk, still clueless as to why Doremi wasn't so keen on Momoko keeping the secret till after school. She twiddled her thumbs silently, going over her plans as the teacher began to lecture.
Everyone had a radiant sort of aura about them as english class went on, but for some reason Doremi couldn't shake the anxious feeling that had slithered into the back of her mind.
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"Alright! Party after school!" Aiko yelled with a punch to the air. Recess time was only about a minute away from coming to a close, but that didn't smother any of the tomboy's natural enthusiasm.
Onpu smiled adjacent to Aiko's outburst, her eyes narrowing with a naughty stare. "Momo-chan must have outdone herself this time.. I wonder.." She casually opened her invitation, skimming through the usual 'welcome' crap, before landing on something very unsettling. Onpu's eyes snapped open and Aiko tossed a glance at the card.
"Location: Maho-Do!" They both yelped in unison.
"Majo Rika is gonna eat us for dinner..." Aiko groaned, melting into a puddle.
Standing stiffly near her friends with her hands clasped neatly in front of her, Hazuki failed to notice that Aiko and Onpu were having a mental breakdown. She instead continued to stare at the leg where her cast had been only a few weeks ago, immersed in her own world. The brunette's lips was upturned in a catty grin, the kind that one usually gets when they remember something hilarious. On the contrary though, her state of ease was the leftovers from the emotional high she had developed from her and Masaru's conversation in his bedroom. Recently, no matter how hard she tried, Hazuki couldn't remove his beautifully vacuous green eyes from her thoughts.
Masaru-kun seems rather calm today. I'm so happy that he decided to visit me during recess. But I still don't understand why he didn't laugh at the SOS, they were so funny today, after all. I mean- wait a minute...
"Heh!" the brunette exhaled loudly, a spasm attacking her body.
I've never heard Masaru-kun laugh!
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Asserting it's creepy presence upon the street-side, the Maho-Do towered ominously above classes 6-1 and 6-2, a ghostly wind sifting through the topmost window for good measure. Every single kid craned their necks to stare at the shop's expanse in awe, mouths gaping dumbly.
Placed conveniently at the entrance was an ebony-painted podium decorated with trees that donned ghastly faces, smiling sadistically at their audience. Standing behind the podium, a shadowed face cackled in the waning moonlight. The students gasped in horror as the figure stepped into their line of vision.
"Hear ye, hear ye! Welcome all, to the house of horrors and apparitions beyond your wildest dreams!" Momoko boomed dramatically. The blonde proceeded to laugh maniacally. To the classes greatest surprise, what they thought were devil horns were actually the fake fuzzy ears of a teddy bear costume. Tufts of the same grey fluff blanketed every inch of the blonde and the only part of the original creature visible was her face poking out of a hole in the bear costume's cranium. Two black streaks of face paint skirted out from her nose, just above the recognizably round shape of a fake muzzle.
"Momo-chan.. what are you wearing?" Doremi deadpanned.
"Uh.." Momoko squeaked out of her laughter.
"Not very scary if you ask me", Kotake said, shrugging.
Momoko pursed her lips in annoyance, leaning over the podium to stare him straight in the eyes. "It was all I had, okay! Now if you'll excuse me.." She regained her position and cleared her throat to continue.
"After being so RUDELY interrupted, I would like to call your attention to the building behind me." Many pairs of eyes followed the fluffy paw to the two creaky doors that marked the entrance. "This here, is my masterpiece that you will be traversing." Before anyone could pop a question, she swept a silencing glare over the group. "Why, you ask? As everyone should know, unless you conquer the apparitions that threaten a safe trip through the premises, they will haunt you with a deadly grudge."
Most of the class just gave her an incredulous raised eyebrow, but around the front of the group a high pitched squeal pierced the air.
"IYYAAAAA!! G-ghosts... the ghosts will get me!" Hazuki screamed, writhing with her back turned from the podium. Momoko just sighed in annoyance, signaling with the snapping of her paws fingers. Knowing the drill, Aiko and Onpu restrained the hysteric girl from making any more outbursts, regrettably covering her mouth and pinning her arms. Can't have any interruptions, now can we?
Momoko coughed and continued quickly, "And we will have the right to call you chicken." Everyone except Hazuki gasped in pronounced horror, nobody wanting to be branded a coward. A few of the girls huddled in shivering masses, afraid that they didn't have the guts to make it through. The boys laughed, convinced that they wouldn't get scared, though tremors ran down a few of their spines.
"Speaking of that, you will each have a partner picked at random." With the wave of her wand (which was obviously her poron covered with black construction paper), a jackolantern filled with many slips of paper fell into her hands. The class marveled at the magic trick as she stepped off the podium. Taking this as a sign for them to line up for their turn, they scuttled into a shape that resembled a snake who had too much to drink, even though only half the people needed to pick names.
One-by-one each person plucked a slip of paper from the jackolantern and were pushed off to and empty clearing next to the podium, where the people who presumably didn't need to pick had been ushered by Momoko. They unfolded them to find the name of someone else from their class and respectively paired up. Unfortunately for some, some of the random pairs didn't exactly... get along.
"I'm stuck with him?!" Doremi whined in protest, pointing accusingly at Kotake, who didn't seem quite as upset as he would normally be.
"Whatever Dojimi. I don't think you would make it through without me anyway, being the total klutz we all know and love." He almost choked on that last word, but managed to give her an evil grin, wiggling his eyebrows. Doremi shrunk back with distrust, realizing that Kotake had probably formulated a new way to humiliate her. In an attempt to avoid the perpetually annoying boy, she snuck over to Momoko, who had just whispered something under breath to the wand in her right hand.
Hazuki was trembling violently as she shakily took a slip of paper from the jackolantern. Her knees shook comically as she took baby steps away from Doremi and Momoko towards the others who had picked, unfolding the paper in her hands.
Yada Masaru..
In any other situation, her heart would would have done a 'flip-flop', but as she was too terrified to even think of such things, the brunette just went to stand beside him, shivering uncontrollably. Trying to lighten to mood, she forced her neck to look up at him.
"U-uh h-hi Masaru-kun. I g-guess I'm p-p-paired with you", she stuttered to his stoic face. Her hands wouldn't stop shaking and she lost grip on the little piece of paper. In fluttered to the ground at his feet.
He observed her from the corner of his eye and finally the comprehension struck him. "Oh.. okay..." He replied shyly, his gaze immediately returning to the tower above them. His eyes and fingers twitched a few times as a flash of white stared right back at him with cold eyes. He kept twitching.
"M-Masaru-kun?" Hazuki said without really knowing why.
But it was too late. He remained like a prickly statue, gaze fixated on that one window.
Meanwhile, Doremi dragged Momoko off to the side, gently shoving her into the shadow of several octopus-shaped trees where Aiko and Onpu were also waiting.
"Momo-chan, you promised to tell us what's going on. Now spill", Aiko said forcefully, the three curious witches circling around the Halloween teddy bear.
"Okay, okay!" she cried in defeat. "Well.. you know how Yada-kun and Hazuki-chan are paired up?"
They nodded twice.
"I did that with magic of course, just like this." She gestured to the monstrosity that was the new Maho-Do. Doremi remembered Momoko whispering to her wand right before Hazuki had chosen, her suspicions confirmed.
"What about Majo Rika?" Onpu interrupted.
"Taken care of." Asuka smirked.
/In the honorary Maho-Do broom closet.../
"THOSE USELESS OJAMAJO'S!!" The witch frog in question screamed, her jelly-like body tied to the mop like pig being roasted on a stake.
"Achoo!"
/Back to our heroes.. eer.. sorta.../
"Okaaay..." Onpu said.
"Anyways, Hazuki-chan's terrified of ghosts right? And Yada-kun being a boy..." she trailed off smiling cheekily, staring up at the three with glittering eyes. She abruptly squealed, scaring the crap out of the other witches.
"He'll protect her from the ghosts with that cold, samurai stare of his. I can just imagine it!" Her expression turned dreamy, the scent of cheesiness floating in the air. "They'll be walking along and a ghost will pop out and Hazuki-chan will bury herself in his protective arms!" It was one of the biggest cliché's in the book, but it worked, didn't it? Momoko sure thought so. Her eyes sparkled as she drifted off to the land of imagination, only seeing her plan play out perfectly.
"Um, Momo-chan?" Doremi said distantly.
"What?"
"Yada-kun is scared of ghosts too."
". . ."
"WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT!!"
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After that ordeal, inside the haunted house the pairs of students were reluctant to split ways with their peers. They crowded near the closed doors, paralyzed by how gigantic the haunted house looked. Every corner was either covered with cobwebs or wailing eerily, though there seemed to be no source of the noise. Eventually they did split up however, for that was the rule Momoko had laid down. Hey, who wanted to be called a chicken?
"Soooo.. where do we go?" Kotake threw a glance at Doremi over his shoulder, scuffing his shoes on the floor repeatedly.
Doremi lifted a hand to her chin, a worried frown still worming along her face. She was scared for Hazuki, but there was nothing Doremi could do for her at the moment. She moved up to stand beside her partner, looking around at every corner of the spooky room.
"Uhhh...". She kept flicking her eyes over to Kotake and back, hoping he would save her the burden of choosing a path to follow in this awful place.
Slowly, she lifted her pointed finger, sliding it over an unrecognizable dark hallway and a door covered head-to-toe with nasty looking cobwebs.
"Eeeny, meeny, miny, moe... catch a tiger by the toe..." The odango-haired girl started chanting before an irritated hand grabbed her wrist. Her eyes blinked into annoyed slits.
"Dojimi, what are you doing?" Kotake snapped, putting extra emphasis on the what. By now, everyone else had chosen their destination and vanished. Surprisingly, they had heard no screams as of yet.
"Choosing which way to go. Duh", she retorted and he glared at her, but didn't let go of her wrist. She snorted in his face and pouted angrily. This whole thing was already tumbling down hill for her and it was very depressing. First, she gets paired with the biggest idiot on the planet. Then Hazuki is sent out into the haunted house without any assurance whatsoever (Yada certainly wouldn't be of too much help), and to top it all off, her mom had decided she was making steak tonight but then decided "Oh no, but my children need their vegetables!", and made her eat three bowls of canned peas. Doremi growled in aggravation, not in the mood to deal with something this trivial.
The soccer player stood perfectly silent as he watched Doremi hiss with a mix of sadness and anger. He had the urge to provoke her with some stupid comment, but for some reason, he couldn't bring himself to spit it out.
God, now I feel really bad!
"Dangit Doremi! Come on..." He spat out instead, leading her along to the black hallway with a firm hand. She tripped along behind him, a small noise of confusion escaping from her throat. His calloused hand had inconspicuously slipped from her wrist to her soft palm, grasping it almost... protectively.
Even though she wasn't that scared to begin with, Doremi felt a strange sense of courage wash over her, like her heart was burning away all her problems and fears. She stared pensively at the back of Kotake's spiky hair.
I guess friends do that to you. Maybe.. maybe he isn't the biggest idiot on the planet. Maybe...
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"Majo Rika, Majo Rika, Majo Rika..." Hazuki whimpered to herself over and over again, but the words only rebounded off the excruciating fear welling up inside her. When presented with the entrance room, she and Masaru had chosen go up the stairs. They creaked so badly.. Hazuki just knew the boards were going to snap and swallow her into the dark abyss.
Yada was above her on the steps, gripping the railing so tightly that the veins in his hand bulged. His left arm was shaking nervously with unreleased tension yet... the back of his head seemed calm, his hair still even when near the breezy windows.
The slanted corridor was becoming darker as they trudged along. Hazuki hadn't seen any ghosts yet (which was the only reason she wasn't screeching her brains out), but who knew what would be waiting for them once they reached the top of the stairs. She placed a hand alongside the thin wooden wall to make sure that she didn't lose her balance and fall headlong down the stairs.
It was now completely and utterly pitch black in the stairway and it smothered both Yada and Hazuki within the two walls. Hazuki squeaked in fear at a sudden 'tap' then continued her recitation of her witch mentor's name. She could recognize her own words echoing off the walls, because there must have been no other explanation for the second voice that joined her in prayer. Wait... voice?
"Majo Rika, Majo Rika..." Masaru mumbled into the shadows, his left eye flinching at every creak the boards produced under his feet. He was three steps away from the room that kept making cracking noises, like someone was watching him over the railing.
I can barely move.
"Majo Rika, Majo Rika..." Hazuki said.
"Majo Riko, Majo Rika..." Masaru said.
"Majo Rika, Majo Rika, Majo Rika..." They said the spell together, right as they entered the blank space that vacated the top of the stairs.
Hazuki folded both hands over her chest in attempt to hold her heart back from bursting in anxiety. Yada paused, frozen in space then gradually took another step into the swirling darkness. Hazuki tentatively followed his lead, her elbow brushing his own with a slight static shock.
Emerging from the inky shadows, a spectral hand became illuminated by a opening in the roof. The moon was steadily passing over the oddly placed window. Yada's green eyes gravitated to the glowing crescent, completely hypnotized as it levitated sideways, slowly brightening the room. Hazuki watched in horror as the ghostly hand became more expansive, growing an arm.. a torso.. and the pallid face of a monster...
"Puuuddiiing..." It quietly hissed at them. Hazuki and Masaru's feet felt as if they were cemented to the floor boards. The brunette's face became a stretched pallet of the most pure and terrifying fear imaginable. Yada's eyes morphed to shattered ice.
"Me.. want... PUUUUUUUDDIIIIIIIING!!" The fluttering nightmare screeched at the pair with deafening intensity. It's wispy limbs rushed outwards and it lunged forward, charging at the unlucky adventurers.
"MAJO RIKA!!" Hazuki shrieked, yanking a brain-dead Yada by the sleeve and charging down the stairs away from the pursuing specter.
Yada was so scared stiff that he didn't notice he was flying off his own feet until the railing whacked against his head. That sure kicked him into gear.
"Fujiwara, the ghost wants pudding! I don't have pudding!!" he yelled as they bolted for the door. Two pairs of fists desperately banged on the cracked wood until it swung open with a ear crunching 'wham!'.
"PUUUDDIIING!!" The ghost wailed as it hovered down the stairs.
"MAJO RIKA! MAJO RIKA!" Both childhood friends screamed at the top of their lungs as they barreled through the entranceway at breakneck speed. They stampeded into a bleak hallway with a gust of rushing wind, the ghost chasing closely from behind.
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"I-it's really dark in here", Doremi said to the space in front of her, which she hoped was Kotake pulling on her hand.
"Yeah.." he replied with a slightly wary edge. "It's also kinda strange that we haven't bumped into anybody yet", he added.
Doremi nodded into the darkness. "Un.." As much as she hated to admit it, it was really comforting to constantly hear a familiar voice in a place like this. It gave her a barrier of safety and Doremi was pretty sure Kotake or anyone else would feel exactly the way she did in this situation. The witch curled her hand tighter over his own to make sure they didn't get separated. He jerked at the unexpected contact, but still didn't let go. A prolonged emptiness joined her thoughts, the only sound being the tip-tap of their footsteps.
"Oi."
"Huh?"
"A-are you scared?"
".. Not really.. why?"
"Oh.. no reason..."
It had seemed like a casual question, but what puzzled Doremi was the hint of disappointment in his tone when she said she wasn't scared. Did he want her to be terrified? Since this was Kotake she was talking about, Doremi wouldn't put it past him, but... that kind of logic didn't really fit. So then.. what did? Doremi had no idea.
"Do you hear that?" he questioned to the air above her, indicating that he was either looking backwards over her head or staring at the gray ceiling.
"Hear what?" She cocked her head to the side and quickened her pace. He squeezed her hand firmly as if he was afraid to let go and become separated in the hallway.
"Someone's.." he trailed off, concentrating to make sense of the sound, ".. chanting."
Doremi frowned, almost believing he was lying the scare her until two very familiar words rang in her ears.
Majo Rika?
Just then, a pounding noise that resembled stampeding cattle, roared several meters behind her, getting louder and more frantic by the second. Doremi whipped around to find herself face to face with a monstrous dust cloud about to devour the both of them.
"Get down!" Kotake ordered before she could react, knocking her against the wall and clasping his hands on both her shoulders in a protective stance. Doremi was startled at how guarded he had been of her, her fingers digging into the splintering wood.
The swirling dust cloud rolled into view right in front of her eyes, cries of 'Majo Rika' and 'pudding' issuing incessantly from it. It whizzed by them bringing an oncoming pulse of air, blowing her odango with a weighted 'boink'. It became tinier, fading into the distance until there was nothing but inky blackness once more.
Kotake released his death grip on her shoulders. "Are you okay?!" he asked with gruff concern.
"I'm fine," she was happy to say, smiling at his silhouette. "Thank you, Kotake-kun."
"N-no problem..." He was unnerved by that extra 'kun' she had added to his name, his blush hidden by the corridor's gray hue.
She never calls me Kotake-kun. Wha'd I do? He questioned his own mind.
Doremi pushed herself off of the wall, her fingernails scratching softly along the hardwood.
"We should probably get going, ne?" she said in a strangely cute manner. Making sure to grab his hand so they wouldn't get lost, she tugged him along just as he had done with her only a moment ago.
Kotake wanted to protest that he should be the leader.. but just this once, he let her pull him along, absorbing the excited aura that had started radiating all around her. Just this once.
She called me Kotake-kun.
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Author's random quip: What will become of our ojamajo's and their classmates? Tune in next time for another fantastic episode of 'Never Too Young'!
Sorry, I just had to say that. You know what? I originally decided for this chapter and the next chapter to be once piece, but it came out MUCH longer then I expected. Oh well, this chapter was definitely a break from the usual HazukixYada dramacentric stuff your all used to. But don't worry, I've got the goods coming soon!