Here we go, once again!
Disclaimer, I don't own mew mew, that's mia ikumi and reiko yoshida's…apologies if I misspelled the names at all…
I don't have much to say. Just read it.
Tart sighed. Pudding hadn't talked to him for so long. He was longing to glance at her, however briefly, if only to see her bouncy yellow head. If Pudding didn't cry soon, he would beat her too it.
No. Don't think of pudding, he instructed himself. Think. Your cactus. He stared even harder at his cactus. He counted the prickles. He counted them again.273 cactus prickles. Same as always. If only that darn plant would grow another prickle!
Tart clenched his fists in frustration, and got up. He went to Pie.
"Pie?"
"No."
"You're supposed to say 'yes' when someone calls your name, pie." Tart told him matter-of-factly.
"But I said no." Pie said coldly. "I'm reading. No time for questions, you curious little freak."
"Has Pudding been fed tonight?"
Pie put down his book.
"I thought you were reading? Isn't your book interesting?" tart asked in confusion.
"What's to come should be even more amusing."
"Well, what's to come?" asked Tart curiously.
"You're to bring pudding her supper." Pie smiled. "And you're to watch her to make sure she eats it. Can't have her starving, eh?"
"What?!" Tart gulped. Could he trust himself with this task?
It didn't matter. Pie made him do it anyway.
Tart gathered up what was left of his courage, and picked up Pudding's plate.
Pudding looked up. She was seeing things again; Tar-tar was walking toward her. She smiled happily despite herself.
Tart thrust he plate he carried at her. "Here's you dinner." He snarled half-heartedly.
Pudding giggled. He was all red. She took the plate, and altogether forgot that he wasn't her friend.
Pudding's mind works this way, apparently.
"Thanks, Tar-tar!" She giggled again. He was red as the beets on her plate. She had fun tasting the different foods tart had brought her. Some were gross, like the tough brown meat that seemed heavier than it looked, and others were awesome, like the juice ripe mango sitting temptingly on her plate.
Tart sat next to her the whole time. Whenever she smiled at him, he forced himself to frown. She'd frown mockingly right back at him.
Ok. At this point in writing, I was o stuck that I'm going to ramble on for another few chapters before finally finishing up. So please excuse me and keep reading
"We've been searching all day!" moaned Ichigo. "It's hot! And I'm tired!"
"Let's stop here and get a drink, then." Lettuce suggested, pointing toward a sign for a small café. "It says it serves cold drinks."
"Salvation!" Ichigo rejoiced.
"Must we stop at such a place?" Mint turned up her nose. "The name itself suggests grime."
"Stop, I'll lose my appetite!" Ichigo pouted, already stepping into the café.
Mint followed despite of herself.
"Can I get you anything?" a waitress asked politely.
"Italian soda, strawberry please!"
"Lemonade, please."
"A traditional chai tea."
(Mint was the only one who didn't say please.)
"I'm worried about Pudding," Ichigo said as she sipped her strawberry soda.
"I'm not." Mint smirked into her tea.
"I think she'll be alright." Lettuce held onto her lemonade, but didn't drink any. She looked as though she wasn't certain at all.
And that's when Kish attacked.
"Kish!" Ichigo cried. "Where's Pudding!"
"Oh, she's perfectly fine." Kish teased, hopping about in the air insultingly.
(Note: at this point, everyone else in the café has already run out screaming. No one noticed the three girls who stayed behind.)
"Give her back!!!!" Ichigo screamed, transforming instantly into her new combined form.
"Whoah!" Lettuce jumped back. She hadn't seen this yet.
"Ha ha!!!" Kish cracked up. "My little neko-Chan, promoted to a rabbit!"
"Shut up!" Ichigo snarled. "Ribbon Double-berry check!" Kish dodged, but jumped as the blow hit the ceiling beside him. It hit so hard the whole place shook. Including Kish.
Ichigo smiled shakily in satisfaction. Kish looked shocked, but recovered his composure.
"Learned a thing or two while I've been away, have we?"
"You bet we have," Snarled Ichigo. "Now come get some!" she attacked again, and Kish got well out of the way.
"Mew mew lettuce/mint metamorphosis!"
And suddenly mint and lettuce were fighting beside her.
Kish drew his knifes. He leaped toward Ichigo, dodging the blow she aimed at his neck. He nicked her arm, and she kicked him onto the ground. He lunged for her leg, and she sprang into the air.
"Useful." Mint remarked.
"Ribbon Lettuce Rush!" Kish was preoccupied for a minute as Lettuce fired several rounds of crescent-shaped energy-bursty-things at him.
Mint then joined in, and Kish was dodging everything. Ichigo, meanwhile, was behind Kish, about to punch him in the back of the neck.
But Kish is smarter than he acts. He ducked at the last minute, and avoided Ichigo's bunny-fied punch.
But he failed to dodge a horrible blow from both Mint and Lettuce.
Kish crash landed onto a circular black table, snapping it like a brittle toothpick. He lay there with his head against the dented metal napkin dispenser for a few seconds too long. Before he could get up, Ichigo was above him, her weapon in hand.
"Where's Pudding." She asked, so seriously that even Mint shivered. And she was standing on the other side of the room. Kish gulped.
"Pudding's safe." He assured her.
But Ichigo was not to be sold so cheap. "Where!" She demanded.
"She's in a cage in our ship!" Kish spilled.
If Ichigo was a furnace, the house would have burned down. "Where's you ship!!?"
Kish hesitated.
Ichigo flared.
Kish gulped. "Over the park. Portal in the tree."
Ichigo loosened her grip on Kish's shirt, (which she had been gripping) and Kish's sense came back to him. He kicked her back and got back in the air. Then, like the chicken he is inside, he fled.
Note: Ichigo's double-mew form is different from Berry's. She's got the exact same old tail, but her cat ears have been sniff traded in for a pair of rabbit ears like berry's. Only hers are black. She's got her same old uniform as ever, but the black fuzzy outlining on her neck and arm cuffs and leg thingy (I forgot what they're called) and elsewhere are white now. Also: her boots and gloves are white.
