Ahem... Ohayo Tokyo! Konban wa New York! Konichiwa London! CJzilla here, slamming out another action-packed chappy! (Applause from audience) I can see you are excited. Sorry 'bout the wait. I needed it to be perfect. And it is! Woo!
As I tear open a factory building full of tacos, alls CJzilla has to roar is this: R&R MOTHERHOPERS! Flame and/or fluff! Muahahaha!
Mitsuki's face was still heated with that blush as she sniffed the air. Her face puckered and clapped her hands over her face. Why did Mikey smell so much? You'd think she'd get used to the stench even after spending a night in the same room as the American. Nope.
"Oh," the blue-haired actress groaned. "What is he eating?"
And she promptly stuck her face over the waffles she made to kill the Mikey smell.
As Mitsuki made the last of breakfast, she heard a knock at the door. Putting down her oven mitts, she went to the door. Opening it, Mitsuki saw Gonard and Guano on the other side. Gonard had Guano by the tail and was rubbing him in his hair. Guano was yelling not because he was in pain, but probably because he could… Mitsuki sweat-dropped.
"What's… up guys?" Mitsuki asked cheerily through the awkward scene.
Gonard and Guano paused, the sound of a busted guitar string cutting through the silence.
"Hiya Mitsuki!" Guano waved with a sheepish smile, now having a massive wave of static electricity in his plushy fur.
"Wow!" Gonard's head inflated with astonishment as she dropped Guano. "Mitsuki! That was fast! I just knocked on the door! Do you sleep on the foot mat?"
Mitsuki sweat-dropped.
"No, I sleep in a bed, just like everyone else," she returned happily.
Gonard folded his arms.
"Not everyone sleeps in a bed Mitsuki," he told her like she was stupid. "Guano sleeps in one of my shoes!"
Guano peeled himself off of the floor and sweat-dropped.
"Shoes don't have feathers," he said bashfully, then his anime body poofing with fear. "I hate feathers!"
The purple director/actor/writer/phobic plushy man whimpered as feathers appeared in the background behind him. Gonard and Mitsuki glanced at each other as their heads inflated with confusion. Then Gonard got a whiff of her apartment.
"YOU GOT WAFFLES?!?" the actor/big dude cheered, head inflating as big as the hallway.
Before Mitsuki could say anything else, Gonard ran into the room. She sweat-dropped as Guano walked up to doorway.
"Sorry Mitsuki," the plushy purple dude shrugged. "I guess he just worked off his breakfast walking down the hall to your apartment."
Mitsuki smiled brightly at Guano.
"Well, get in here!" she gestured to her plushy friend. "I didn't cook all of this food just for Gonard to enjoy!"
Guano beamed, body inflating with happy as the sound of a kitten purring came out of nowhere. He hugged Mitsuki's leg before running into the kitchen. Mitsuki beamed as she followed the boys into her home. She better make sure they didn't eat it all before she, Lily and Mikey could eat.
"Hey Mitsuki!" Guano called to her, a mouth full-of waffle and fork full of waffle in his plushy hand. "You seen Mikey?"
Mitsuki nearly fell over in her steps. The plushy man swallowed.
"I had a brain storm last night and want to discuss a new line with him," Guano shoved a hand-full of Canadian sausage into his mouth. "I tried calling him all morning. You were probably the last person to see him since he was watching TV over here, right?"
Mitsuki paused, chewing on her lip as a river of sweat-drops was pouring down her face. She had to choose her words carefully.
"Mikey was over here all night!" the blue-haired actress inadvertently blurted out. "WITH ME!"
She fell over, another blatant statement shooting out of her mouth. Guano froze, his mouth now hanging open and his all ready chewed waffle could be seen. Gonard chomped down on Guano's omelet, swallowed it in one gulp and cried in horror. Blinking, the purple director plush man twisted a finger in his ear as he chuckled.
"I'm sorry Mitsuki, I don't think I heard you right," he popped his finger out of his ear and smeared it unconsciously on Gonard's toast. "WHAT?!"
Mitsuki sweat-dropped big time. The first thing she thought of was a lie, but before she could do any more damage control, she saw Mikey shuffle out of her bedroom. Mitsuki's head inflated with horror/embarrassment because the American was in nothing but his underwear, socks and a hazy smile. Guano and Gonard turn in their seats and their anime mouths fell to the floor.
"'Mornin' guys!" Mikey cheered waving at Gonard, Guano and Mitsuki, and then he paused, looking confused. "What are all of you doing in my house?"
Gonard stiff-anime fell out of his chair, accidentally hitting his plate and sending his hash-browns sky high. Gonard scrambled across the room to catch his food into his mouth. Mikey cocked an eyebrow as Mitsuki and Guano watched the scene with beady eyes.
"Sweet! Look at this spread!" Mikey suddenly cheered at the food on the table and dove right in.
The purple director dude looked like someone dropped an electric eel into his pants as he starred wide-eyed at Mitsuki. Mitsuki was blushing like a maniac as shook her head violently.
"It's not what you think Guano!" Mitsuki quickly explained, holding up her hands. "Mikey never left here so he slept with me!"
"What do you mean Mikey slept with you?!" Guano nearly fell over.
"NOT like THAT!" the blue-haired actress was trying to manage, but kept doing more damage. "Just in the same bed!"
"What?!" Guano gasped. "You two slept in the same bed?!"
Mitsuki shook her head violently.
"No! Well, yes- I mean, first we slept on the couch, and then I took him to my room-!" she stammered.
"On the couch?!" the purple director gawked. "You first slept on the couch?! Then on your bed?!"
"Guano! That's not what I mean!" Mitsuki whimpered dropping to her knees. "Mikey just slept here last night!"
As Mitsuki's head inflated with her own self-induced horror and big gooey tears welled in her eyes, she could only hope Guano understood. Guano looked sick before giving Mitsuki a glare that cut right through the actress's forehead. But the pain was only starting.
Through his sleepy haze, Mikey's brain came back to reality. The American then stopped and looked up from tearing into an egg. He starred wide-eyed at Mitsuki like he'd just seen a ghost driving a car through a crowd of old people, as the rest of his egg fell off of his fork and onto his lap. Guano held his ears as Mikey screamed at the top of his lungs.
"Whaddya mean-!..." the American craned his head around the room as his eyes grew wider with horror. "THIS AIN'T MY HOUSE!-…!"
Mikey jumped out of his chair.
"What in the heck am I doing in Lily and Mitsuki's place?!" he blurted out, then he glanced down at his body.
Mikey shrieked.
"AND ALMOST NAKED?!?!" he now blushed, and aliens could probably see it from space.
Mitsuki blushed hard. Smoke screen!
"Mornin' Mikey!" she beamed. "Good to see you recovered from last night!"
Mikey looked at her like she'd just ripped off her head, grabbed Guano and began juggling her head with the purple dude.
"What?" the American blinked. "What happened last night?"
Mitsuki sweat-dropped.
"You passed out from eating all of those pizza doodles," she answered, trying to sound convincing and confident. "You slept here last night."
The American clapped his hands over his chest.
"Where are my clothes Mitsuki?" Mikey shivered.
The blue-haired actress gulped hard as her face went as red as her shirt.
"In… my room…" she peeped, her anime body deflating until she was teeny tiny on the floor as she pointed to her room.
Eyes wide in horror, face as red as a tomato, Mikey went running back into Mitsuki's room. As the American slammed the door behind him, Guano, Gonard and Mitsuki were left to finish breakfast. Guano shook his head at his girl friend.
"You got some explaining to do," the plushy dude crossed his arms at Mitsuki.
Gonard came walking up to them, hash-browns all over his face and hair. The actor gave a loud burp, a vase and chair popping out of his mouth.
"Don't worry guys," Gonard gave a thumbs-up. "I caught the hash browns. They almost got away! I had to swallow a table and three chairs but I got 'em!"
Mitsuki and Guano sweat-dropped, before Mitsuki started to silently anime cried over her furniture that Gonard just ate and the fact that she had a lot of damage control to do.
Lily came walking out of the bathroom, towel over her head and fresh from the shower. The LilyMu sweetheart had no idea that all of her friends were in her home eating breakfast, so she wasn't too concerned about her appearance… not that her friends haven't seen her at her worst.
"Mitsuki," Lily called out carrying a bottle of perfume as she squirted a dab on her neck. "I found this at the Tatami Megastore. It's a new scent from a designer label but I found it on a display at the food court…-"
She stopped, her eyes wide as she saw all of her friends at her table eating. Rolling her eyes and scoffing Lily looked over everyone. Gonard was stuffing his face with an "everything" omelet, Guano looked like he just laughed himself sick, and Mikey looked like he'd seen death walk through the door and Mitsuki looked thoroughly embarrassed.
"Well," Lily raised her eyebrows unexcitedly. "Let's get the spaz parade over with early so I can get on with my life."
As soon as Mikey and Guano caught sight of Lily, they both began laughing.
"Look! It's the Sarcasm Swami!" Guano commented at seeing the white towel wrapped around Lily's wet hair.
Lily rolled her eyes as the two chuckleheads laughed. Gonard swallowed.
"SALAMI?! WHERE?!" he blurted out jumping to his feet.
The actor's eyes came to Lily before he beamed.
"Hi Lily!" Gonard cheered. "Have you seen any salami?"
Lily scoffed and rolled her eyes.
"Not since the last sandwich I saw you brutally gorge yourself on," the blond turned and began walking to her room.
Gonard's eyes followed her then he looked back at his friends.
"No salami?" he peeped, head inflating with sorrow.
Everyone shook their head and shrugged. Gonard started crying. Guano shook his head.
"All right, we gotta start filming pronto!" the fuzzy director voiced, standing from the table. "So I'll meet all of you guys down at LilyMu Studios ASAP!"
Guano walked to the door.
"C'mon Gonard!" he called to his friend. "I betcha there's some salami in my fridge!"
Gonard cheered up immediately.
"Oh boy!" he cheered running to the door, grabbing Guano like a football and running down the hall.
Mitsuki and Mikey were left alone to stew in their own awkward juices. The American actor and the Japanese actress couldn't even lock eyes as they poked at their food in silence. But leave it to Mitsuki to clear the air. The blue-haired actress looked up at the American and cleared her throat. Mikey looked up.
"I-… I'm sorry if I crossed a boundary with you Mikey," she lamented, chibi body becoming sad. "I understand if you don't wanna be friends anymore."
The thought almost made Mitsuki spontaneously burst into tears and her whole life hinged on Mikey's next words. The American looked over his actress friend, studying her features carefully. Through the couple years that Mikey had know Mitsuki, he'd never known her to not do something without a good reason. Something told him to let this one slide.
"Are you crazy insane?" he blurted out. "I'm not gonna end our friendship just because I spent the night in the same bed as you. It was a touch creepy and awkward, but not worth throwing away a perfectly good friendship over!"
Mitsuki's smile blew off of her face as her chibi body became airborne again.
"Aw!" she cooed before hugging him. "Thanks Mikey! You're so understanding!"
For some weird reason, Mikey's face got hot as he patted Mitsuki's head.
"It's not a question of "if", it's "when"," he began. "So when I do come over again and pass out from eating too many pizza doodles, just leave me where I lie. I appreciate the nice gesture of letting me sleep in your bed, but it's gonna take forever to get the girly smell off of me!"
Mikey cringed at the flowery, strawberry, kiwi, tropical, cherry-blossom, vanilla, star-fruit smell coating his clothes.
"Okay! But I can't promise anything," Mitsuki returned. "If Lily finds out that you spent the night in the same apartment as her, she may make sure you never come here again!"
Mikey's eyes went wide.
"All right! All right!" he said. "I was never here and you never saw me!"
And he ran to the door.
"Wait! Mikey! I need to… uh, you got food on your face!" Mitsuki called out, trying to keep Mikey within her sights yet trying not to weird him out.
She ran out the door after him.
Cue sushi, falling from the heavens upon an old man in a delicious down-pour!
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Mitsuki and Mikey had made it down to LilyMu Studios and were there before anyone else. The blue-haired actress was busy zipping around the studio, making sure there was no Agency Agents lying in wait. Little did she know that Mikey was watching her curiously.
"Um… Mitsuki?" the American voiced, holding a finger up in the air. "What are you doing?"
Mitsuki stopped kicking over boxes and pointing a judo fist at the boxes. She turned to her friend/crush/co-worker/fellow actor and gave an innocent smile.
"Rats," she chirped. "I thought I saw a pony-sized rat running around here."
Without looking at Mikey or waiting for him to ask the obvious incoming question, Mitsuki continued to search for any agents in the studio.
Mikey, however, was busy pondering what in the world his friend was doing. Mitsuki had been acting funny since last night, a little after filming. She seemed to be everywhere, moving as fast as nervous lightning.
"That's probably just Guano, Mitsuki," Mikey shrugged as he thought about a pony-sized, rat-looking thing.
Mitsuki knew better.
"No," she disagreed peeking around another box, before mumbling, "I smell a rat."
Covering the Studio, the blue-haired actress/ex-secret agent paused. She smelled something fishy but couldn't find the source, and no, it wasn't the studio garbage can filled with half eaten Stink Trout fish sticks. Maybe it was Mitsuki's paranoia and maybe there was nothing in here to hurt Mikey. Pursing her lips and holding her index finger to her mouth, Mitsuki was still wondering if they were really safe. Paused in thought she heard Mikey shuffling around the studio.
"Hey Mitsuki!" the American called to his friend. "Have you seen my script?"
Huffing exasperatingly, Mitsuki went to double check, sure she missed something.
"It's on your chair Mikey!" she called back. "Like it always is."
"Oh! I see it!" Mikey chirped. "No wonder I couldn't find it! Look, it's on a chair in the corner. Weird. I've never seen this chair before…"
When the American said that Mitsuki dropped what she was doing, whirled around and caught Mikey moving over to a chair she too had never seen in the studio before. Mitsuki saw the electric jumper cables attached to the legs of the chair, the poisonous snake sleeping on Mikey's script and the anvil hanging precariously above the chair. It was like a deadly chair Venus flytrap!... Mikey though, didn't notice a thing.
"Ooo! Look!" he cheered seeing the colorful yet highly dangerous coral snake curled up on the chair. "A licorice rope! Yum!"
The American grabbed the snake from his cozy "bed". Now awake the snake blinked the sleep out of its eyes before he was thrown into some guy's mouth!
Mikey smacked the snake on the palate of his mouth before making a face.
"What flavor of licorice is this?!" his face nearly turned inside out. "It tastes like pickled potting soil!"
But that was before he was nearly tackled my Mitsuki. Wrapping her arms around his body, she gave him a sharp, tight Heimlich maneuver, shooting the snake clean outta his mouth before it bit him. The snake flew out of Mikey's mouth and landed safe but grossed out.
As Mikey coughed, Mitsuki darted over to the snake and grabbed it, Crocodile Hunter-style. Her eyes were wide as she glared at Mikey.
"Did it bite you?!" she nearly screamed.
The American looked at her confused before he laughed.
"Why would licorice bite me?" he chuckled. "If you wanted a piece, you should have just said so."
"Mikey! This is not-!" Mitsuki began, but cut herself off lest she alert him to his life-threatening situation. "Not… potting soil flavored licorice…"
"Then what flavor is it then?" Mikey challenged, folding his arms.
Poisonous flavored… snake.
"If you don't believe me, taste it yourself," the American added.
Mitsuki cringed and glanced at the snake in her hands. She didn't want to notify her oblivious friend that he was in danger, so she bit the bullet and gave the snake a timid lick. Mitsuki's anime face nearly puckered inside out while the snake smiled at her as a little love-struck heart appeared above his head.
"No… I was wrong," Mitsuki nearly puked. "That's definitely pickled potting soil."
She gave a sweet smile at Mikey before she subtly threw the snake into a trash can and snapped closed the lid. Mitsuki gave an anime puff of relief before she turned around, back to Mikey. The blue haired actress nearly shrieked in horror because he was leaning over to get his booby-trapped script. Darting to her friend, she shoved him as the anvil fell and crushed the electric chair. Mitsuki was relieved. That could have been Mikey. But then she opened her eyes. Mikey Simon was in her arms looking confused and… red?
LIE, FAKE, SOMETHING MITSUKI!!!
"I didn't know you were a dancer Mikey!" Mitsuki beamed, throwing up another smoke screen to reality.
"Wha-?" Mikey began before he was spun in a dance twirl by Mitsuki.
Catching the American before he hit the floor, Mitsuki was distracted. Agency Agents were pouring in from all directions. In order to keep Mikey Simon stupid to the situation and his innocence to the fact that people were trying to kill him, Mitsuki continued their dance.
CUE TANGO MUSIC!!!
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Giving five agents round-houses, with Mikey still in her arms, the American actor was being flailed around like a rag doll partner. Screaming because he was being flung in all directions, Mikey was inadvertently being used as a weapon and dance partner. Mitsuki twirled Mikey and let go of him to give a couple wind-mill kicks to the attacking agents. The American spun like a red-headed whirlwind before coming to a stop. Dizzy and vision blurry, Mikey lost his balance, crashing into more aggressing agents, KOing them. Mitsuki dashed to Mikey's side and flung him off his feet again. In a few seconds, the agents were KOed and hastily made for an exit.
As smooth as the smoothest criminal, Mitsuki had kicked all of the enemies' butts and kept Mikey in the dark about the whole thing. The two actors/awkward love interests came to a stop in the middle of the LilyMu Studio floor, in a fancy tango finish.
CUT TANGO MUSIC!!!
"Wow Mikey!" Mitsuki chirped, happy to have the American's arms around her. "You dance divinely!"
Mikey's eyes were bouncing off his eyelids and was so dizzy, he had no clue what had just happened. Just then the rest of the LilyMu gang came walking into the studio.
"No, I don't think there's such a thing as a sandwich sushi roll Gonard-…" Guano voiced, but came to a screeching halt when he saw Mikey and Mitsuki in their arms, in a dancing move.
The plushy director/fuzzy writer/actor promptly fainted. Gonard and Lily's mouths dropped open in surprise. Mitsuki sweat-dropped before massive blush lines heated her face. She said the only thing that came to her mind.
"Ta da!...?" she cheered awkwardly, before her and dizzy Mikey crashed to the floor in a pile of pain-laced groans.
You get the Mr. & Mrs. Smith's "Assassin's Tango" at the end there?!?!?!... Anyone?... Just a hint of it?... Okay... Never mind. R&R! LONG LIVE ROCK!