Wow! I wasn't expecting such a response! Thanks to everyone who read, reviewed added to favorites and anything else. Special thanks to Mouseter and Allanimehere who wanted to know about the betting pool. Here's possibility number one. I do not own Skip Beat!
The conference room was bustling. People were gathering at the door, pushing and trying to catch a glimpse at the results of the infamous pool. A tall man cut seamlessly through the crowd, a small blond blur pulling him along. Staff members, stars and even the remaining LoveMe members were amongst the crowd. Yashiro stood at the front of the room next to a large cloth-covered board. Beside him was President Takarada, dressed in a black flowing robe. He was seated behind his own personal podium, hand resting on a wooden mallet. The president sounded his gavel and called for silence. Then, Yashiro spoke.
"We're all here for one reason," he said. "To see the results of the When-will-Ren-and-Kyouko-FINALLY-get-together betting pool."
The crowd buzzed, straining forward, as if being closer would give them the power to see through the cloth covering the calendar.
"It's been a long wait," he said. "Let's find out the result."
The crowd cheered and Yashiro ripped away the cloth, dramatically unveiling the pink, heart shaped calendar.
The crowd stared. Jaws hit the floor. The winner gave a happy shout.
"It worked!" Maria exclaimed.
"Maria-chan? But I thought— When did you—" Yashiro voiced the confusion of the crowd.
"I'm a kid, not an idiot," Maria said. "I may have had a crush on Ren-sama when I was younger, but I know better than to stand in the way of true love."
She hopped off her chair and made her way to the front to collect her prize.
"M-Maria-chan? Are you sure you're ok?" Yashiro asked.
"I'm great!" she said, removing two dolls from her bag. "Not only do I have proof that these work, but now I have the money to buy more materials."
She laid the dolls on the table as she made room in her bag for her prize money. The dolls were cruder than the ones Kyouko made, but their likenesses were still undeniable. One was Ren, the other Kyouko, and they were joined at the lips.
A shiver ran through the room as the employees of LME looked upon the curse dolls. There was no question whose granddaughter Maria was. Though her matchmaking methods were even scarier than the president's.
President Takarada seemed to be the only one at ease with his granddaughter's…creations…
"Maria, it's not nice to curse people," he chuckled.
She looked up from her bag. "Eh? But it's not like it was a mean curse."
"Well, I'll let it slide this once," he said.
The temperature of the room dropped another five degrees. The crowd had just witnessed the newest addition to The President's arsenal of matchmaking techniques.
Maria put her prize into her bag and placed the kissing dolls back inside. "Come on, Sebastian," she called. "I need you to take me to buy more supplies."
Her attendant followed her from the room. The president banged his gavel again, adjourned the meeting and also trailed after his granddaughter. The rest of the crowd satisfied at hearing the identity of the winner and terrified of the repercussions, soon vacated the room, leaving Yashiro alone.
"Curse dolls!" he said to himself. "Why didn't I think of that?"
AN: Again, thanks for reading! Feel free to leave me a review if you'd like to let me know what you think. The next omake begins exactly the same way, but ends with a different winner and different outcome.