Kuri: TT-TT Sorry this took so long... I bet everyone hates me!

Jade: *pats back* Aw, we don't hate you... we're just really upset with you, that's all. At least you updated!

Kuri: *sniffle* Yeah...

But, I do have an excuse for not updating!

HETALIA.

It's the most addicting anime I've freaking ever seen and two seconds after watching the first episode I was freaking HOOKED! The episodes are only five minutes long (including the ending credits... they don't even have an opening! Unless you count the title appearing...)I've already watched all the episodes and read the manga and wrote a fic or two about them...

One word: Russia. Korukorukorukoru.

(I have a thing for adorable, psychopathic characters. He's a yandere, too! Bonus!)

I do not own Tokyo Mew Mew, D. Gray-Man, Shugo Chara!, or Avatar: The Last Airbender. (Or Hetalia! But that's another story...)


"So, how are we going to punish Ikuto, anyway?" asked Julia, munching on a spoonful of her caramel flavored ice cream.

She, Kuri, and Jade were sitting on the edge of the stage, eating their frozen treats. Kuri shrugged. She bit into her cone full of mint-chocolate-chip ice cream (the most awesome flavor ever to be invented) and shivered as cold shot up through her two little front fangs.

"I have absolutely no clue. What do you think, Jade?"

Jade, who had strawberry ice cream smeared all over her face, pondered this.

"We could throw him into the basement where we've been keeping the rabid anti-fangirls." she suggested.

"Nah, too easy." Kuri replied.

"Well, if we shoved him down there naked, that'd probably make him crack." added Julia.

"Better, but..." Kuri shook her head. "...No, that'd be too mean, even for me. I mean, we can't just leave him down there for the fangirls to- er, take advantage of him..."

Jade and Julia were confused. "Why not?" they asked in unison.

Kuri snorted. "Well, we'd have to go down there to get him, obviously. Do you want to be stuck in the middle of a bunch of rabid fangirls and a naked Ikuto?"

Julia gulped. "W-Well, wh-when you put it that way, n-n-no, not really..."

"Exactly." said Kuri. "Besides, how would I be able to narrate that? I wouldn't be able to see anything because the fangirls would be swarming him."

Jade swirled her finger around in her cup to get the last globs of ice cream out. "I guess we'll have to find another way to make him crack." she stated.

Just then, Rhode Camelot from D. Gray-Man walked up to them. She eyed the trio with a smug grin on her face.

"What do you need, Rhode?" asked Kuri. "We're kind of in the middle of something."

Rhode shrugged. "Oh, it's not me that needs something. I think it's you."

Kuri slammed her fist down on the stage. "Gosh darn it, Rhode, I told you already!" she snapped. "I'm not taking any friggin' mental help classes, dammit!"

"I don't mean that!" Rhode snapped back at her. "What I mean is, I hear you guys need help with cracking that Ikuto kid."

Julia gave Rhode a suspicious look. "How did you find that out?"

This made the Noah Clan member grin wider. "Oh, a little birdy told me."

"TWEET TWEET!" shouted Pudding suddenly from her seat in the audience.

Kuri sighed. "Fine, spit it out. What is it?"

"I think you're all aware of my... talents... when it comes to making people snap," began Rhode, "I mean, just look at what I did to Lavi that one time in the Ark. I have thousands of ideas for this kind of stuff... see where I'm going with this?"

Julia nodded. "So, you want to help us break Ikuto?"

Rhode nodded in return. "Correct. Well, for a small fee, of course-"

"You're not getting my ice cream." inturrupted Jade. She was dead serious about this and you could tell by the look on her face. Or rather, the way the ice cream on her face was smeared on to look like war paint.

"O...kay... I didn't want any anyway..." Rhode continued, "What I mean is, in return for my "services", you have to let Tyki and me go home."

Kuri shook her head. "Absolutely not." she replied. "I don't make deals with contestants. I'm in charge here."

Rhode leaned back on her heels. "Aw, come on. It's only two people you have to let go... and then, you can get on with your "entertainment". Just two people..."

"No. I am in charge, and you should have to do this for me if I ask, with nothing in return no matter what." stated Kuri firmly. "You people are here for my own purposes. You can't just make decisions on your own. You are going to give us a plan, a good one, and then you will return to your seat and watch us preform it. Understand?"

Kuri did not grin as usual. She stared coldly into Rhode's eyes, not even blinking. (Of course, it is a known fact that anime characters do not blink as often as other animated beings) Rhode stared back, not to be deterred so easily.

It went on like this for what seemed like several hours, until Jade got antsy and shouted, "I WANNA DO SOMETHING NOOOOOW!"

Surprised by Jade's sudden outburst, Rhode blinked and that meant Kuri had won. (Because somehow, it had turned into a staring contest. Somehow.)

Rhode bowed her head and sighed. "Fine, I have an idea." she began. "But can we do one more spin around the wheel first? I want to work some kinks out of it before presenting it to you."

"Very well." said Kuri. "That's reasonable. So, the next contestant will be... Julia."

. . .

"WHAT?"

Kuri calmly sipped from her cup of tea. (Which was totally there the whole time) "You heard me." she said. "Remember? I said the girls would be spinning this time... and, if you haven't noticed, Julia, Jade, and I are all girls."

Julia smirked. This would be... interesting.

While this went on, Allen couldn't help but feel a pained, nervous feeling bubbling up in his stomach. He remembered a certain sentence Katara had said once, the first time they were there...

"Oh yeah. You're that crazed fan-girl who has a crush on Allen."

Allen gulped.

"Anyway, get up there!" said Kuri, motioning Julia to the wheel. Julia happily strutted up to her and took the switch in her hand. Once she had it, she unceremoniously flicked the switch and the wheel began to turn.

"Not me not me not me...!" prayed Allen furiously.

The silly boy must have forgotten that in this story, the things you especially don't want to happen to you, do.

Ha ha.

"Allen Walker, step ooooon up!" shouted Kuri all game-show-host-like.

"Yay!" said Jade, who was always cheerful.

The exorcist groaned. Julia was cool, when she wasn't being INSANE, but he had a feeling that either she or Kuri planned to do something sinister once he got up on that stage.

He was, of course, right.

Allen faced Julia, staring into her eyes. Well, he had to stoop down a bit, because Julia was a good two heads or so shorter than him, but nonetheless he was still looking her in the eyes. She was grinning deviously, but he noticed that on her cheeks there was the faintest hint of... blushing?

(Hey, we may be fangirls, but we're still girls)

"You can start now!" yelled Mint impatiently.

Rima rolled her eyes. How dramatic does this have to be? It wasn't like they were in a soap opera or anything...

Without warning, Julia lunged forward and met his lips. Allen's eyes were wide in shock but he soon got used to it. It was a sweet kiss, passionate but also soft. It almost looked cute. Lettuce couldn't take it anymore and sighed, "Awwww!" because it was so cute.

Then things got violent.

Allen was running out of air. He tried to back away but Julia followed him, never parting with his mouth. He started panicking and attempted to push her away but she grabbed his hands and pushed him towards the closet. There, she threw him inside (just like how Amu threw Ikuto in her closet when he was staying at her house and she needed to hide him) and then went in after him. The door closed and the lock clicked.

You could hear a lot of banging and scratching sounds coming from behind the door. Occasionally, Allen would scream for help but Kuri prevented anyone from interfering.

(Don't worry, whatever Julia was doing to Allen in there was definitely NOT M rated. If it was, I'd have to change the rating on this story. So quit imagining anything like that, especially you, Kish!)

About ten minutes later, Julia emerged with Allen in tow behind her, being dragged along by his shirt collar. He looked quite disheveled, and was covered cartoonishly in red lipstick marks. (Which was weird, because there wasn't any mention of lipstick in Julia's character description...!)

"You guys were way over the time limit." remarked Lavi.

Nagihiko smirked. "But that's okay," he added, "because that was freaking HOT!"

Everyone gasped at Nagi's perverseness.

"Is he chara-changed with Rhythm?"

Pai studied the purple-haired boy. "Well, he has a pair of large headphones around his neck..."

"Yep. Rhythm has been here." sighed Tadase.

"Wait a minute, Pai, what are you doing here?" asked Sokka.

"I was teleporting back to the home-base dimension that Kish, Tart, and I usually stay at, when I felt some sort of interference in my path and I was brought here." replied Pai monotoniously. He glared at Kuri.

Kuri shrugged the glare off. "Whatever." she muttered. "Anyhoo, I think it's time for a certain Noah to tell me a certain idea of hers..."

"Coming," chimed in Rhode. "...you slavedriver..." she added quietly.

"I heard that!"

"Well, you were supposed to!"

Rhode was about to add something to her remark but was cut short when suddenly, a loud CRASH! sounded from the closet.

"What was that?" asked Katara.

Aang pointed to the closet. "It must have come from the closet!" he said.

"Thankyou, Captain Obvious, I think we can all tell by the broken closet door and raging Masaya Aoyama standing in front of it!" yelled Kuri.

(..wait...raging Masaya Aoyama...?)

Aoyama stood outside the closet door (er, more like on top of it, it was on the floor...) and his face was all red. You could see the fire in his eyes and his hair was a mess. He ripped the piece of ducktape off of his mouth.

"FREEDOM!" he shouted, ripping his shirt off. (Because he thinks he has a six pack. He doesn't. xP)

Ichigo's eyes got all sparkly. "Oh, Aoyama-kun!" she gushed. Aoyama ignored her, stomping right over to Kuri and picking her up by her dress's spaghetti straps.

"You!" he growled, their faces less than an inch apart. "You locked me up in a closet, ducktaped my mouth, and left me there!"

Kuri rolled her eyes. Her feet dangled off the ground. "Oh, man up, you big baby." she muttered. "And stop breathing your garlic-smelling breath into my face. It stinks. And it's not like I left you in there for that long..."

"THREE DAYS." shouted Aoyama, interrupting her. "YOU PUT ME IN THERE FOR THREE DAYS. WITH NO FOOD, WATER, OR AIR CONDITIONING!"

While Kuri and Aoyama "discussed" this, Julia picked up on something suddenly and started whispering to Jade.

"Hey, isn't Aoyama dressed kind of rediculously?" she asked her, pointing to the enraged boy threatening Kuri. Jade shrugged.

"I guess." she admitted. "His shirt is off, his face is covered in sparkles from... I don't even know, and his hair is all tussled. Why?"

"Isn't that peacocking?" asked Julia.

Jade nodded. "Yeah, in a loose term of it."

A grin placed itself onto Julia's face. "And isn't that agains the rules?" (Check the sign! It's there!)

Now Jade was grinning. "Why, yes it is!" she replied. "Kuri, could you confirm something for us?"

Kuri struggled out of Aoyama's furious grip and the two explained their observations to her. Kuri's face had an ominous shadow over it.

"Oh, it seems we have a little rule-breaker over here..." she purred, glancing over at Aoyama. Her expression could be compared accurately to a cat about to make the kill on its weakened prey.

Aoyama was confused. He had no idea what Kuri was talking about. But suddenly, he looked down and noticed that his clothes were missing. All of them. He blushed, wondering how that might have happened. Then he saw that Kuri had her notebook in hand and she (along with Jade and Julia) was laughing suspiciously. Aoyama gulped.

"No, don't do it!" begged Ichigo as she was dragged along by Kuri's dress. She refused to let go of it. "Did he even do anything wrong? Why would you do this? Give me some reasons!"

"He's a rule breaker, Ichigo!" Kuri insisted. "A minor offense of peacocking. Not only that, but I hate him. There's your reasons." She pried Ichigo's hands from her dress hem and grabbed Aoyama's arm. Then, she promptly threw him into the Bottomless Pitt of DOOM and waited for the screaming to start.

It did not start.

"Wha...?" asked Kuri, after ten minutes of fruitless waiting.

Down at the bottom of the so-called "Bottomless" Pitt of DOOM, fangirls of every shape and sort were gathered, waiting to devour any bishonen prey that Kuri might throw down to them. When Aoyama fell down, though, they all got ignored him, like he wasn't even there.

"Hello, naked bishie here?" said Aoyama. "Aren't you going to get all excited and try to molest me or something?"

One of the fangirls, the most tolerant of them all, looked over at him. "Eh, you're not worth it." she stated.

Aoyama wanted to cry.

"Darn it, I knew I should have put him in the basement with the anti-fangirls!" shouted Kuri, after Lavi went down and told her about what happened. "And I was so looking forward to hearing his shrill, girly cries of tortured virginity-loss."

Julia shrugged. "Calm down, at least we have the satisfaction of knowing he's not worthy of fangirl-raep."

(Yes, it is RAEP. Not rape. Fangirl RAEP is a completely different thing!)

"Next!" shouted Kuri. "Either Jade or someone else is spinning next, I'll get Ikuto another time!"

(Later in the story. Don't worry, I won't forget Lavi either!)

And so, STB moves on.


Kuri: There! Updated! And don't you dare say it was too short! But I haven't even started the next one... I'm trying, okay? I don't have an updating process! I just write stuff when I think of it. If I had a deadline, I'd be dead. DEAD. So if I don't update after a month, I'm not dead, okay? And I haven't forgotten, either. I just need to finish it.

Thanks~

(BTW: Any bishies you want to land on when you spin, Jade? Any at all? Even if they're not here, I could add them... temporarily...)

Review or- oh, do I even have to ask?