Claudine, you have such crazy dreams xD
YUS! –insert pointless laughter here- 5th chapter! And remember, review for all of them, not just the latest. And I'm too tired to proofread, so just bear with all the mistakes XD
I do not own Shugo Chara! And I'm not being paid to write this! (But cookies would be nice!)
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Writing Cards
Purple. Chocolate. Stars
Perhaps it was the gloomy weather that day, or perhaps it was the fact that she was absolutely starving (baka Kaido forgot to buy groceries) but today, Arisa just didn't feel like thinking about a certain soccer star's birthday card.
So what's better than spending a boring day getting together with your possibly equally as bored blue haired buddy?
Arisa rang the doorbell, and bellowed, "Aikaaaaaaa!"
The brunette stood in silence, then pressed her ear against the door. She heard several muffled screams and many versions of high pitched maniacal laughter.
When she backed away from the door after hearing the cackling, the door was flung open by a stressed and flustered looking….Ikuto?
"Eh? Ikuto? What are you doing here?" Arisa asked, tilting her head to the side.
Ikuto panted harshly, "Aika…is in…the basement…"
Then he collapsed.
She stepped over his unconscious body, taking note that he was wearing a chequered blue apron over his usual high school uniform and he sported several white specs in his midnight blue hair. Strangely enough, Yoru was no where to be seen.
After she shut the door, she hung her hat on the coat rack and inched her way towards the basement where quite the screams were taking place.
At first, she pulled the basement's aged wooden door open, listening to its ominous creaking. But when she heard the ever familiar scream of Aika, she sped down the stairs.
Once she reached the bottom, her eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets.
Arisa gaped at the scene consisting of Aika, buried by almost a dozen toddelers, and a LOT of construction paper. There was a strange little girl who was sitting on the couch clutching a salt shaker protectively to her chest.
"ARISA! WHERE'S IKUTO??" Aika demanded from the bottom of the pile.
Arisa cringed when a boy wearing a pair of orange pants accidentally kicked Aika in the face as he made his way to the top of the pile. "He uh…passed out upstairs."
Aika groaned and pushed the majority of the kids off of her. She stood up, fixed her hair slightly and made her way over to Arisa.
"I'm sort of babysitting all my little cousins, and since Ikuto was here free loading off me, I got him to help too," she explained, catching her breath.
They watched as Yoru was swarmed by the small children, Aika's chara, Haruhi hilding in her egg and Tsuki, lazing next to the girl on the couch, "Uh…nice salt shaker."
She shook some salt onto her hand and sprinkled it over Tsuki's head.
"MY EYES! THEY BUURRNNN!!!"
Aika sighed, "Well that means I can't hang out with you today."
Arisa shrugged, "No problemo, I'll just stay here!"
"Are you sure?" Aika asked in a worried tone.
A mountain of ripped up construction paper was sent flying past her head, and she gulped. "Nope."
Soon, they were rejoined by Ikuto who had gotten rid of the apron and looked reenergized.
The two younger girls watched in amusement as the usually quiet little girl on the couch came rushing over to him.
"Ikuto-nii-chan!" She called energetically, her eyes full of life.
He sighed and bent down. Then the little girl began shaking the salt on her head.
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Once Arisa got home, after a shower (she had salt all over her) she quickly scribbled another message.
Happy birthday Kuukai,
Maybe we'll share something special,
Like how the pepper kid liked Salt.
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