A/N: Hey, sorry its late, but my friends made me go to a disco last night. I didnt get a chance to write this *cries* so here are 200 words instead of 100! I'm not quite sure where im going, but i need to catch up with Maid-sama, if you're wondering where the random maid costume came from. Ah, the brain of a FanFiction author is such a strange place...
"Fish-kun."
"No."
"Um… Goujon, wait, that isn't right. How about Turnip-kun?"
"SHUT UP USAGI!"
Everyone sighed in relief as Rei voiced their thoughts.
Usagi pouted and started to think on the inside.
'What can I call him? It has to be insulting and embarrassing and… um, it has to sound smart.'
"Hey Usagi," Makoto smiled as she came over, "Would this help?"
Usagi nodded, taking the large cookbook out of her hands.
As Usagi filed through the pages, something dawned on her- why use words when she could take action. Laughing maniacly, she took out a notebook and wrote down her evil plan.
Monday was going to be a great day.
~On Monday (Crown Arcade)~
"Usagi-chan, what are you doing," Motoki asked as Usagi emerged dressed in a maid costume.
"Furu-san, can I have a favour?" Usagi asked, pulling out her puppy dog eyes.
"Sure, Usagi-chan. But may I ask why you're wearing a maid costume?"
Usagi smirked, then whispered the plan in his ear. "Well?"
Motoki sighed and shook his head. He shouldn't do it. He just shouldn't.
"I'll do it."
And so came to pass, the path towards Mamoru's doom. If only 'Burger-chan' had stayed where it belonged.