Disclaimer: I do not own Tsubasa, the gang or any of CLAMPs works
Pairings: None at all XD

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It was very quiet, too quiet for the gang…

"Where is everyone?" The real Syaoran voiced through the quietness.

Fai poked his head out from round the kitchen door. He looked really pissed off and was holding a whisk like a lethal weapon.

"Umm….Fai-san why are you holding the whisk like that?" Syaoran was by now slowly backing away from the utensil brandishing mage.

"I'm going to whack a few people round the head with it. That is when I see them" The blonde huffed.

"May I ask who and why?" The brown eyed boy was getting rather worried about the blonde's mental state; it always seemed a little off…or was that his acting?

"Kuro-runt and Clone Syaoran, they can't seem to keep still today and them running in and out of the kitchen is driving me nuts." This was the first time Fai was close to losing his temper it didn't show though.

"Clearly…" Syaoran mumbled before heading off to find the princess and the Manjuu bun.

After searching high and low Syaoran gave up looking for anyone and flopped down on the sofa to read one of the many books he had to read.

Kurogane and Clone Syaoran eventually turned up with large bumps on theirs heads; Syaoran guessed that Fai had got to them.

Little did anyone guess that Sakura and Mokona were being chased by the FBI for carrying a paintbrush and a spork, they were thought to be weapons of destruction…or so the FBI thought.

"Roll Mokona! Roll!" Sakura cried clutching the spork as she dashed for the house.

"Mokona only has little legs!" The manjuu bun cried as he tripped and rolled ahead of the desert princess.

Alas the two fearless companions were captured and their pictures shown on the news with the two 'weapons'. They are still in the FBI holding cells and shall be released as soon as the 'weapons' are fully inspected.