A.N. Thanks for the reviews! It means a lot, because i didnt think i would get any. I think i'll add a chapter every monday or every friday. Depends. If I'm inspired enough i might even do one on both. Plus, it would help if you could give me some random food to base each chapter on! This one is cupcake, length 1000 words.

"Furu-san, I am so sorry," Usagi gushed, trying to think of something to do to make it up to him. It wouldn't do if they were unable to come to their favourite hangout any more. Rei would kill her.

"Really, Odango, only you could have such awful aim. Though, to be honest it would have been more likely for you to have shoved that down your own throat."

Usagi's attention was once again on Mamoru.

Motoki had to wonder if the guy wanted her attention all the time because of some twisted hidden attraction. It wouldn't surprise him. Mamoru had issues.

"Usagi-chan, would you mind cleaning this up for me while I get changed?"

"Oh my! Furu-san! I apologize! I will do that right away!"

As Usagi sprang to action, Motoki came to regret his request.

"Odango, you missed a spot."

"I WILL KILL YOU MAMORU CHIBA!"

Lest to say, the floor was not cleaned…

"Thank you for this, Mako-chan!" Usagi beamed as she put on her bunny apron, "Cupcakes would be the perfect thing to say sorry to Furu-san and make sure we are able to step into the arcade!"

"Yes, well, Usagi-chan, I thought maybe I would make all of the cupcakes and, well, then you could give them to him," Makoto said warily. She only had their best interests at heart.

"Mako-chan," the sobs were coming, they were imminent, "Do you think I can't cook?"

Stuck between a rock (lying) and a hard place (telling the truth), Makoto choose the safer option… for her.

"Of course not, Usagi. How about we make them together?"

The tears quickly stopped, and the kitchen immediately was taken over by the blonde. "Yay! I hope Furu-san likes my extra special cupcakes, made with love!"

"You don't still like Motoki, do you, Usagi?" Makoto asked as she handed over the flour.

They were surrounded by a cloud of white. Makoto wasn't sure whether it was that or shock turned Usagi that very same colour.

"Well… um… you see… um… NO! Well, there's Tuxedo Kamen and, well, it's just that Furu-san is a good friend and… I kind of sort of like him, but not as much as I like Tuxedo Kamen. So, well…"

"Usagi," Makoto smiled and put a hand gently on her shoulder, "I get it. How about we clean up and get back to the cupcakes."

Usagi nodded rigorously, and Makoto almost worried it would fall off. "Hai!"

Makoto sighed in relief as she slid the lone try into the oven. "Twenty minutes, Usagi. Then all we have to do is slap on some icing and all this will be settled."

"I wasn't too much trouble, was I, Mako-chan?"

She was staring at her with those big blue eyes of hers. "Of course not, Usagi. I had lots of fun."

"Umm, Mako-chan?" Usagi asked shyly, "Is it okay if, maybe, I stayed over? We could stay up and talk and all kinds of things like a really girly sleepover! We could even wear makeup!" Usagi could imagine it. They would both do each other up and end up looking like supermodels and then, maybe, just maybe, Tuxedo Kamen might see her and fall in love. She chose to ignore the fact that he didn't know Sailor Moon was Usagi.

Also, Usagi really wanted to eat some more of Mako's yummy cooking.

Makoto was too tired to argue.

Unfortunatly she wasn't going to get any rest soon. There was an attack halfway across town.

"Will the cupcakes be okay?"

"Usagi!" Makoto scolded. There wasn't time for the cupcakes.

~ Forty Minutes Later~

"Um, Mako-chan, do you think Furu-san will still like them?"

On the table sat twelve charred buns. The kitchen smelt like smoke. Makoto didn't have the energy to make any more cupcakes.

"I am sure Furu-san will love them, Usa." Motoki was on his own.

Makoto fell asleep promptly.

Usagi was let loose with the icing.

~The Next Day~

"Furu-san, Furu-saaaannn!"

Motoki turned around to see Usagi beaming, a pretty box held out towards him. "Usagi, what's this? You know I wasn't really mad about yesterday, right"

"Oh, well, I still had to say sorry," Usagi smiled innocently, "This is for you, enjoy!"

Usagi wandered back to the Senshi, sliding in beside Makoto, currently fast asleep. "I really hope Furu-san loves my special cupcakes!"

The senshi eyed each other warily, but decided that if Makoto had helped make them, then they couldn't be all that bad.

Meanwhile, Mamoru had just stepped into the arcade. He was only out of class and had been hoping to get some peace and quiet. He found something better instead.

"Hey, Odango Atama! What are you doing here? I didn't think you'd show your ugly face so soon after what you did."

Her face slowly progressed from pink to boiling red and he had to hold back his laughter. Teasing her had somehow become a favourite pastime. One he couldn't even explain to himself.

"I was actually here to give Furu-san some of my special cup cakes you ugly pig headed rat!" she yelled, her hand fishing around for something to throw.

Everyone was wise enough to get the sharper things far away.

"Special cup cakes? Let me guess, odango, they're filled with love, aren't they. They probably taste horrible too, not that a pig like you would notice. You just throw anything in your mouth regardless of whether or not its even edible. Which reminds me, do you know where all the rubbish has gone? I heard there was a rise in the rat population but, you do seem to have gotten very fat, Odango Atama."

This was it.

Another show down.

Usagi was going to… cry?

"How can you be so mean!" Usagi snivelled, her big eyes filled with tears that could easily break a young mans heart.,

Mamoru froze. He hadn't expected this. Not one little bit.

The Senshi were glaring at him, and even Motoki was giving him a look.

A.N. Next up, Pineapple, 100 words.