Teto looked down at her feet and shrugged. "I don't know," she answered. "I just was standing there in front of all those people and then I blurted it out. Sorry about that."

Miku could tell that Teto really did feel sorry that she had lied. "Don't worry," she told her. "It's not like you told the whole world or something." She wanted to cheer Teto up. "Anyway, your singing sounded amazing! I'm sure that you'll get lots of fans in the future! You don't have to be a Vocaloid."

Teto smiled a little. "Thanks," she replied. "But Vocaloids are still the best, I think."

"But what are you, if you're not a Vocaloid?" Miku was puzzled. "I can tell you're not human."

"I'm an UTAU," Teto almost seemed embarrassed to admit it. "We're kind of like you, but we don't cost anything."

"Really? How many UTAUs are there?" Miku didn't know why Teto looked ashamed. They were nearly the same, weren't they?

"I don't know," said Teto. "There are so many. New people keep coming all the time."

"That seems like it would be nice," Miku was imagining a crowd of Tetos. "Maybe one day there'll be that many Vocaloids."

Teto laughed a little. "We'd fill up the whole city." She stopped looking at the floor. "You know, you're different from how I thought you would be."

"What did you think I was like?"

"Um…I was thinking that you'd be like some kind of really princessy person. Like the kind of person who looked down on everybody else."

"Huh? Why'd you think that?"

"You're so popular, and you have so many famous songs." Teto was now talking easily with Miku and smiling.

"Is that what everyone thinks of me…?" Miku suddenly caught sight of a clock through a shop's open door. "Ah! Is it really that late already?"

"Are you late for something?"

"Yeah! I have to make some food for this party tonight!"

"I'll help you," Teto seemed surprised at what she was saying. "What are you going to make?"

"I don't know!"

"How about bread?"

"Anything would be fine right now," Miku was mentally kicking herself for not realizing sooner how late it was. She registered what Teto had said. "Wait, you're going to help me?"

"I'm good at baking."

"Won't your friends, or…anyone be worried about you going off with some random girl?"

"They'll be okay with it, I think," Teto had taken out a cell phone and started texting. "They're all UTAUs too. Besides, you're Miku Hatsune! Okay, I've told them." She put the cell phone into her pocket. "So, where do you Vocaloids live, anyway?"

Miku led Teto up the street and to the Crypton Vocaloids' house. Teto looked at the brown building in surprise.

"You know, a lot of people think you live up in a giant castle or something," Teto remarked. "How do you all fit in here?"

"This is just the Crypton Vocaloids' house," Miku opened the door. "Hey, someone forgot to lock this. Anyway, the others live in different places. I think Ryuto moved out of Gumi and Gakupo's place to live with Yuki and Hiyama." She and Teto entered the house. Miku showed her new friend over to the kitchen and opened the bag of groceries still sagging on the table.

"You've got something of everything," Teto looked at the mess of ingredients. "This must have cost a fortune."

Miku shrugged awkwardly, not wanting to say that she was so rich that the cost barely mattered. "So, we're making bread, right?"

"French bread," Teto was taking off her detached sleeves and washing her hands in the sink. "I love French bread."

Miku started going through Luka's cookbooks again. Teto came over to her and pointed to a recipe. "How about this one?"

"Okay," Miku replied. "I don't really know much about baking." She read the recipe and began taking out measuring cups and bowls from a cupboard, setting them on the table. "Everything we need is in that grocery bag."

Note: This is as much as I can write today-it's already past midnight. Sorry about the parts being split up. By the way, does anyone have any suggestions for how I can improve my writing?