Mio stared blankly at the wall in front of her. One thought in her head. 'I can't think of any music.' She put down her guitar and walked out of the room; Onyx on her heels. Stopping in the kitchen she decided to get a strawberry smoothie, maybe her favorite drink could cheer her up. Now that she thinks about it, she was supposed to go shopping yesterday.
Time to hit the markets. Thank god it's a Saturday.
This time she'll leave Onyx home; don't need an accident like last night. Running into her bedroom she changed out of her cherry print nightie, and into an off-the-shoulder sweater that cut off in the middle of her thigh, black leggings, and grey ankle-heeled boots.
"Miho, 'm going shopping, if you want anything specific, text me!" Was called throughout the house. "Onyx, guard." And with those few words she grabbed her keys and left. As Onyx stayed staring at the door for any intruders.
As Mio made her way down the street, she realized that she had no idea where she was going. And as exciting as seeing new places can be, she really didn't want to be lost and trying to find her way back. She needed to get her groceries as soon as possible. Strawberry smoothies don't just make themselves.
Turning to go right back down the street, she noticed that in her silent inside rambling she turned down multiple corners. Now she was lost.
"Oh fuck me!" She yelled startling several other pedestrians. However, luck must have been on her side as she noticed that one of them was the nice redhead from school on Friday. "Iris! Hey!" Mio blurted.
The redhead turned her way and let out a smile. "Oh, Mio, what is going on?"
"I was on my way to go grocery shopping, but I don't know France as well as Miho. Could you, uh, please show me the way?" Hope shimmered in Mio's mismatched eyes.
Iris' friendly smile grew warmer at her new friend's childishness, "sure, I wasn't really doing anything specific anyway." She agreed with a slight shrug before walking to the edge of the curb, motioning for Mio to follow, "come on, the market is this way."
Mio happily followed.
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Back at the apartment Miho had just woken from her slumber. She yawned as she did her usual feline stretch , still partially tired. After a few more stretches she finally willed herself from her warm, comfy bed to make her way to the kitchen; hoping to get something to eat. But the only thing that greeted her was the chill of an empty fridge. Looking around and calling for Mio; she finally noticed that Onyx was sitting still in front of the door.
"Onyx is on guard. Mio must of went to the store." Miho stood there clad in her pajamas with her hands on her hips. "So what is there for me to do?"
Noticing a letter on the table she picked it up. As it was written in Mio's handwriting she read it slowly and sighed. "A package, huh?" pausing and looking at the letter with a confused expression she blinked slowly. "What does she mean by kind of a package?"
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Mio smiled at the varieties of fruit that the vendor had in his stalls. Blueberries, strawberries, raspberries, peaches, plums, oranges, apples, and so many different kinds. But right now Mio only needed her strawberries and other necessary foods. Like milk, bread, some meats, and vegetables.
"Wow! The variety is amazing here!" Mio looked at Iris. "All the different deserts I could make. I wonder if I could give any to Ken, I know he like sweets."
Iris picked up two peaches. "So you know Ken?"
"Ya, he went to school in Japan with Miho and I. A real surprise that he is going to school in France with us too."
Iris looked back at the few moments she met Ken. The stars in his eyes as he mentioned Mio. "Actually I don't think you should find that too surprising."
Mio looked at her questionably. "How come?"
"Uh," Iris looked around at a booth with cheeses. "Oh my, look at all these varieties!" At Mio's happy smile and questions for the vendor Iris viably relaxed. 'No use in telling her that her good, little friend is a stalker, now is there?'
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Miho sighed as she looked in the fridge. Apparently no matter how many times she opened the fridge, food doesn't magically appear. No matter how many times she wished for it.
Hearing the doors to the elevator open she closed the it back up. "Mio, finally. Please tell me that you have," turning to the person that was standing in the doorway she stopped abruptly. "AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!"
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Mio smiled and called through the house when she opened the door. "Onyx, Miho! I'm home. And I brought food!" getting nothing but silence in answer, she put all her bags down and took several steps forward. "Miho?"
Hearing a series of footsteps coming towards her she peeked down the long hall and witnessed Miho running like a track star. Her face terrified and pale, looked as though she seen a ghost. "SHE'S HERE!"
"Huh?" Was the only reply Mio muttered before Miho tackled her like a professional football player. Apparently this was the day Miho was an athlete of extreme proportions, and Mio just didn't find justice in that. Oh well.
"THAT DEMON! HERE! WHY?!" Miho took hold of Mio's shoulders and shook her violently.
Mio finally escaped her strong grip. "WHO?"
"Oh Miho~" A voice came from where Miho ran from moments before. The next was a person to go with that voice.
"MIHOHO!" they both yelled. Though Miho's was more a cry of agony.