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The last time we saw our heroes they were at the psychiatrists getting mentally examined. Unfortunately the author got buried under a mountain of work and hasn't updated since, enough about that though because I bring you, the dear readers, a rather pointless filler chapter until real work gets done.

In a dimension far from our own we find a small white peaceful white creature, a calm and understanding princess, the loyal protector, the protectors long lost brother, a friendly ninja and of course the ever loving magician…who am I kidding? That's a load of baloney.

"Get back here you annoying little rat!"

"Make me Make me"

It just so happened that once again Mokona was being it's annoying self and had currently been chanting insulting languages to various people in the group. The others had different ways to get back at the blob but Kurogane had decided trying to beat the rubber substance senseless was a good idea.

"You're wasting your strength we told you it's made of rubber."

"Shut up clone boy!"

"He's the clone."

"Just shut up!"

Syaoran had decided, well was forced to, confront the barmy ninja and explain that Mokona wouldn't suffer from brain damage if it's body and anything inside its head moved around. Said ninja ignored it all and continued to beat the white ball, he claimed that if Mokona didn't break that it was still stress relief.

"I guess we ought to leave him then…" The previously mentioned clone spoke from his place a fair few metres away, obviously not as dumb as previously thought amongst the group.

"We can get back at Mokona later." No that wasn't the magician it happened to be the Sakura who was clutching several technological pieces which were now disassembled beyond repair. This was due to a certain rabbit looking creature eating several bowls of sugar and then being left alone. "I wonder if Mokona is vulnerable to food poisoning or sun stroke…"

Needless to say the two twin like boys took several steps backwards, away from the girl. Kurogane however did not hear anything and continued his merciless beating of the round fatty blob.

I'm sure everyone is wondering where a certain wizard is currently placed, well a funny thing that, he managed to get himself rather stuck. He lost a bet with the mighty Yuuko and currently has to play house-maid while her hired help is on holiday. He'd found rather incriminating evidence against the very same ninja, a rather revealing snapshot with the strong imaged man in a bright pink dress, which he'd quickly hidden to take back.

"Need more alcohol!"

"Wait a second…" The blond mage was flicking through several books which he kept in the storage space of his big coat, Sakura really had everyone wrapped around her nicely manicured and ruthless finger. He placed a finger on a recipe. Tonight he was giving a very belated gift to the princess, a Mokona quietening potion. In normal language that meant a whole tub of knockout drops which were then liquidated and mixed with the creatures favourite foods.

If the witch and the other hyperactive bun happened to try some he wasn't going to complain. That would give him more time to plot with the various versions of Tomoyo that they had met. The target was of course going to be Kurogane; he'd been having rather unusual mood changes recently, and trying to get him into yet another humiliating problem.