Author's Note: I'm SO sorry for making you all wait for this update. My computer crashed, and I needed to restart my chapter all over again. I'm trying really hard to keep up in school, and I haven't had a lot of time because of projects. My goal is to get at least one chapter per month until summer comes. Yes I know its a while to wait, but school comes first. Thanks for understanding, and I hope you enjoy this chapter. I couldn't come up with a good name for it. :P

Chapter 2: The Third Mew

Rolling uncomfortably in her bed, Aneeta covered her head with her pillow. Ever since she had laid her self down to sleep, she'd been hearing things. More like hearing everything. Her ears had become super sensitive, and could hear a baby crying a few blocks down, and here a fly buzzing around in the house next door. Closing her eyes only made it worse. The sound waves hit off of her furniture, creating the images before her, as if she was using echolocation. Not having any luck, she rolled onto her back, and stared blankly at the ceiling, thinking about what had happened after the bird attack.

She, Jay, and Kita were seated at a table in the lobby, with the blonde boy leaning against the wall. He said that they had to wait for his friend, so the trio sat their anxiously awaiting. The tables were white and heart shaped, with matching chairs with pink cushions. The walls were red with hearts plaster everywhere, with a fancy chandelier hanging from the ceiling.

"Sorry to keep you waiting," A man with long brown hair pulled in a ponytail came into the lobby with a try of cookies and a clipboard. "Snacks?" Kita snatched a few cookies before he even placed it on the table. Jay followed stuffing his face.

"Manners," Aneta hissed. He didn't even notice that she spoke.

"I'm Wesley J. Coolridge III," The brunette smiled, seating himself at their table.

"The III? That sounds fancy," Kita commented between her mouthful of cookie.

"It is," he smiled. "I see you've already met Eliot."

"Eliot?" Aneeta asked looking at the blondie.

"Yes, my partner for the Mew Project," he nodded.

"What's all this Mew stuff about?" Kita asked before shoving in another cookie.

"It's a project my father started," Eliot answered. "We finished it a few years ago, and we decided to relocate to continue with it."

"So we're no the firsts," Aneeta concluded, shaking her head when Kita offered her a cookie.

"Right," Wesley nodded in confirmations. "But you are the first in Nagoya."

"Obviously if you relocated here," Kita rolled her eyes.

"Kita," Aneeta snapped at her.

"What's a Mew anyways?" Kita continued, ignoring her.

"A Mew is someone who can have their DNA properly fused with an animal so that they can gain the abilities of that animal," Eliot explained. "Not everyone can be a Mew, so consider yourselves lucky."

"Lucky?" Aneeta gasped. "We were attacked by a monster!"

"And lucky enough you were a Mew Mew so you could fight back," he snapped, glaring at her. How rude, Aneeta thought.

"Is that what this means?" Kita showed them the paw print on her wrist.

"Yes, that's the mark of a Mew," Wesley nodded. "It'll make your search for the others easier."

"Others?" Aneeta asked cocking an eyebrow. "You mean there's more?"

"Yes, lot's more," he smiled. "I'm not sure how many though, but hopefully not too many."

"So you don't even know how many you created," Kita sighed rolling her eyes.

"You see, the computer randomly selected animals. I just put in the choices."

"What animal am I?" Aneeta asked.

"Obviously a bat," Kita pointed out.

"An Indian bat to be exacted," eliot corrected. "And you're fused with a black-footed ferret."

"Aw, how cute!" she cooed.

"So we were chosen because of how our DNA is," Aneeta said. "We don't get a lot of say in this do we?"

"Nope," Eliot answered shaking his head.

"One perk is getting to work here," Wesley announced perkily, spread his arms out. Aneeta looked around the room, taking in the surroundings even more.

"We get to work here?" Kita gasped. "Cool!"

"Is that even legal?" Aneeta questioned leaning forward. "Kita's only eleven. I'd say that would be child slavery"

"How is it slavery when she's not being forced against her will, and when she's being paid properly?" Eliot asked, looking angry.(Correction, he looked angrier then he already did.)

"I can do it!" Kita protested. "My said I should find away to get rid of all my extra energy, so maybe having a job would get rid of some of it." Yeah, only SOME, Aneeta said silently

"Let's talk about shifts then," Wesley suggested, before Eliot could say anymore. "When are you available?"

"I can work any day accept on the weekends," Kita smiled. "My family likes to do things on the weekend. You know, like go out to eat, play board games, but my sister..." Her eyes changed from soft and sparkly to dark and crazed. "She's evil I tell you! EVIL! She beats the crap out of me at SORRY! Even when I'm no where near her home she uses all her SORRY! cards on me! It's not fair! Not-!"

"Kita!" Aneeta shouted, grabbing the little girl's shoulder, and shaking her to gain her sense. Kita blinked a few times and looked at each of them."

"I can work any day but Saturday and Sunday," she grinned, as if her little outburst never happened.

"And what about you Aneeta?" Wesley asked writing down Kita's information.

"Well...." Aneeta sighed fiddling with her thumbs. Her schedule was busy enough.

"Mondays and Fridays I have nothing, but Tuesdays and Thursdays I tutor Kita at her school, and Wednesday and weekends I have soccer," she listed, hoping she didn't forget anything.

"So Mondays and Fridays are a definite," Eliot said, rolling his eyes.

"How about Tuesdays and Thursdays you don't work," Wesley suggested. "You either Kita. That way you can focus on what Aneeta taught you that day."

"Okay," Kita pouted, sliding in her seat.

"I really don't feel like Wednesdays," Aneeta added. "Going from soccer to work will just be too tiring."

"Since we found you we were hoping to open tomorrow," Eliot said. "I don't feel like paying for this place right out of my pocket. You think you could endure one Wednesday?"

"I could work alone!" Kita grinned, shooting up in her seat.

"You shouldn't even be working at all,"Aneeta mumbled.

"I think its best you work when Aneeta can," Wesley smiled sweetly. "If you don't want to, we could just open on Friday."

"I guess I could handle one Wednesday," Aneeta shrugged. "As long as I only have to do it this week." Wesley nodded, taking a note of it. "Alright so this is what I have. We're closed Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Wednesdays besides tomorrow, Monday and Friday both you and Kita are working, and Saturday and Sunday you're working alone Aneeta. we'll set up the shifts so they're around your soccer and give you enough time to rest in between."

"Thanks," Aneeta smiled. She was really liking Wesley. Eliot however...

"Why should we go around their schedules?" Eliot huffed. "We're in charge of the Cafe."

"It'll get much easier once we find more Mews," Wesley spoke in their defense. "Not only do they have to worry about their daily life, but now they're battling an enemy that even we hardly know anything about." Aneeta and Kita looked over at Eliot expecting him to come up with another thing to complain about, but he remained quiet.

"I'll have your uniforms made tonight," Wesley continued, ignoring his friends silence. "They'll be waiting for you when you arrive tomorrow. What times does you soccer go until?"

"5:00pm," Aneeta answered.

"We'll open at 5:30 then, and close at 9:00," Wesley suggested, writing down on his pad. "That is if its not past your curfew Kita."

"It's perfect," Kita nodded. "As long as Aneeta can walk me home, I'm sure my mom won't mind."

"What about me?" Jay asked. Aneeta nearly jumped out of her seat. He'd be so quiet that she had entirely forgotten about him."

"Sorry, but only Mew Mews can work here," Eliot said. "And you're really too young to be working."

"No fair," Jay pouted, picking at a cookie.

"But it is very important you keep all this a secret," Wesley explained leaning over to whisper in his ear. Aneeta couldn't hear what he said, but Jay's eyes lit up like a Christmas tree.

"Okay!" Jay grinned overjoyed. "It's a deal." he shook Wesley's hand excitedly, and Aneeta looked over at Kita in confusion, who only shrugged in response.

"I think that's all we needed to discuss," Wesley said, clasping his hands together. "You'd better be getting home. You're parents may be wondering where you are." From there, the three of them had left taking a few cookies with them

The noises around her didn't seem as loud, so Aneeta took this opportunity to relax and try to drift to sleep. She cleared her mind of her busy schedule, of her school work, of her new job, of the alien threat, and eventually she could feel herself slowly slipping away into unconsciousness.

\NMM/

"What happened Rinya?" Dlender demanded when the little girl returned.

"My air troop was attacked when it was on patrol," She lowered her head in shame. "He was attacked by these...mutations."

"What were they like?" Dlender asked, closing the distance between them.

"They looked like regular humans, but they had animal parts. Like ears and tails." Rinya began to shake with intimidation as Dlender loomed over her.

"I suppose its not your fault," Dlender said after staring down at her for almost a minute. "We knew nothing of these creatures. Perhaps we should send in another creature to see just how strong they are."

"I managed to scan their DNA," Rinya spoke, meeting the older woman's gaze steadily. "I can seek them out easily now. I can send in a ground troop."

"Very good," Dlender nodded, turning her back on her. "You can do that."

\NMM/

"Hey Aneeta!" Kita greeted excitedly, leaping across the lobby. "How do I look?" She was dressed in her Cafe uniform. It consisted of a bright red shirt with puffy sleeves, a matching bright red skirt that didn't reach her knees, a white apron over top and a white hair piece with red trimming. Aneeta's uniform was the similar, except it was a dark purple.

"You look cute," Aneeta smiled, trying to hide her disapproval. An eleven year old shouldn't be working, Aneeta thought, heading into the back.

"How was practice?" Kita asked, keeping up with her. "Did you score any goals?"

"During the scrimmage I did," Aneeta nodded. "We did endurance training today."

"You're not at all out of breath," Kita blinked curiously up at her. "But you do look tired."

"Didn't get much sleep last night," She shrugged, opening the door to the staff lounge. there was a table and chairs that matched the ones outside in the lobby, and a pink couch with white frills sitting across the room from a big screen TV. A heart covered mini fridge sat next to the couch. A beautiful chandelier hung from the ceiling, casting clean light through the room. A row of lockers lined the wall perpendicular to the door they just entered from. Aneeta's name was taped to the first one with bold purple letters. Kita's locker was right next to hers, and her name was in red letters.

"I'm so excited," Kita cheered, dancing around while Aneeta changed her clothes. "This is gonna be so much fun. I made sure everyone at school knew about the grand opening, so hopefully this place will be packed with customers for our first shift." Great, Aneeta thought, taking her hair out its ponytail, allowing her hair to fall over her shoulders. She rarely ever let it out, but she thought it looked better with the uniform.

"Did you tell your friends?" Kita bounded over to her when she had finished. Aneeta hesitated, closing her locker slowly.

"No," she answered honestly. "I didn't."

"Why not?" she cocked her eyebrow in confusion.

"I don't have any friends," she answered, staring down at the tiled floor shamefully.

"Well now you do!" Kita shouted, jumping up and wrapping her arms around Aneeta's neck. "I'm your friend!"

"Okay, okay," Aneeta gasped, trying to pry herself loose. She may be small, but she was strong. A light knock then came from the door, and Wesley came in a few seconds later.

"We're about to open," Wesley smiled. "Are you two ready?"

"Yes sir!" Kita finally released Aneeta, giving him a solute.

"I guess so," Aneeta shrugged, putting her hair behind her ears.

"Then let's go," Wesley said, opening the door wider, allowing them to walk through.

\NMM/

"Here's the order for table 7!" Kita hooked the order sheet onto the rack of orders that had yet to be filled. Aneeta was overwhelmed with how many people had showed up. Kita must have been friends with her entire school, because every time she turned around another student was coming in, and waving at Kita as she ran around the room. Aneeta carried table 3's order across the chaotic lobby, avoiding chairs that stuck out, and little kids that kept running around to talk to each other.

"Here you are," Aneeta smiled, placing each item on from her tray onto the table. "Two slices of triple layers berry pie, and a banana split, hold the cherry."

"Thank you!" the two little kids chimed, digging to their desserts.

"Thanks," their mother smiled.

"You're welcome," Aneeta bowed slightly. "I hope you enjoy." Heading back to the kitchen, she picked up a dishes and a tip that was left on table 6.

"Table 1 is about ready to order," Kita said leaving the ledge between the kitchen and the lobby with three milk shakes on her tray. "They've been waiting about 10 minutes."

"Alright," Aneeta nodded, placing her tray down, and pulling her note pad out of the pouch in her heart-shaped apron. Table 1 was filled with a group of five girls. They were all dressed very girly, with their hair done very fancy, and their clothes extremely stylish.

"Hi, welcome to-"

"Is there anything on this menu that doesn't contain a ton of calories?" One of the girls asked, interrupting her without looking up from her menu. Her hair was a dull blonde, and held up in a twisted bun.

"Um, well-"

"The cherry cheesecake looks good, but what type of cheese is in it?" A brunette with her hair straightened pin-straight interrupted this time, flipping her hair over her shoulder. She didn't look up either.

"I'm not su-"

"Do you have any fat-free ice cream?" Interrupted a red head girl whose hair curled out over her shoulders. Aneeta gulped nervously. She wasn't use to having people interrupt her when she spoke, or bombard her with so many questions, and she wasn't sure she liked it at all. Her throat was beginning to swell with anxiousness, and her hands were becoming clammy, and that never happened.

"Is there anything that comes in small proportions?" A girl with dark brown, almost black, hair that fell in luscious loose ringlets asked.

"I DON'T KNOW!" Aneeta shouted, causing the girls to finally look up at her. She ground her teeth behind her pressed lips, and fiddled with her note pad. The entire lobby was silent, and all eyes were on her.

"I'm sorry, but I only just started working here," she said in a politer tone, trying to calm herself down. "If you'd like, I could get the manager." The girls looked at each other, and blinked in bewilderment.

"How about we just get small milk shakes," the blonde suggested. "If you have low fat that's great, but if not, I guess we could endure it. We deserve to treat ourselves once in a while." Aneeta sighed in relief, and put a professional smile on her face.

"Which flavors?" she asked.

"I'd like strawberry, but do you use real strawberry's or do you use that artificial stuff?" the dark curled girl asked, causing Aneeta to groan and lower her head.

"Let's just go with vanilla," the fifth girl with blonde hair held in a curly ponytail smiled.

"Yeah that's sounds good," the others agreed.

"Alright then." Aneeta hastily wrote down their order and scurried away, hoping not to get caught up in their flood of questions again.

"Way to handle yourself." Aneeta looked turned to see Eliot leaning against the wall near the door to the kitchen.

"Thanks," she said, making herself half smile.

"The old mews would have lost their cool or something," he said, looking at her with interest glinting in his eyes. "You seem very experienced."

"Well, I am really good when it comes to public speaking, and dealing with people," she shrugged, hooking the order onto the rack.

"That'll come in handy," Eliot nodded.

"Table 2's order's ready," Wesley announced, placing slices of pie on Aneeta's tray. Aneeta picked up her tray, unsure of how to reply Eliot, and headed out across the lobby.

\NMM/

"Aneeta!" Jay cheered, barreling down the stairs as soon as she came through the door.

"Jay!" Aneeta gasped when she was nearly knocked over by him. "What are you doing up?"

"I couldn't sleep," he shrugged. "Did you fight another monster today?"

"Sh!" she hissed slapping her hand over his mouth. "Are mom and dad asleep?"

"Dad is," he nodded when she removed her hand. "Mom's staying late at the office. So did you?"

"No," Aneeta sighed, heading for the stairs.

"You didn't get attacked on the way home from work?" he pouted following her u[ the stairs.

"You like the idea of me possibly getting hurt?" She cocked an eyebrow giving her brother an evil glare.

"I like the idea of you kicking his butt!" Jay grinned innocently. Aneeta veered into her room and was surprised when Jay followed. He rarely ever came into her room.

"So what did you do at work?" he asked lifting himself onto her bed.

"Took orders, carried trays, washed dishes, mopped floors," Aneeta ran off the list as she dropped her duffle in the corner, and pulled her hair out of its ponytail. Scratching her head, she took off her jacket and browsed her drawers for clean pajamas.

"You're working on Friday right?" Jay asked swing his legs under her bed, making the skirt of it move with him.

"Yeah," Aneeta nodded. She placed her pajamas on the bed and glared at him impatiently, waiting for him to leave.

"Good," Jay grinned. "I'm gonna come!"

"Not by yourself you're not," she snapped. "Now please get out, I need to get changed and go to bed."

"I won't be going by myself, don't you worry." He continued to grin as he leaped off the bed. "Good night Neeta." I sure hope it will, she thought closing the door behind him. With an exhausted sigh, she headed back over to her bed, preparing to take off her shirt, when it hit her. The same feeling she got yesterday before the bird appeared. Oh no, she panicked. Is one coming this way? Is it going to attack my house? Should I warn my dad? Almost right after her Mew Cell rung, catching her off guard. She ran over and fished it out of her duffle.

"Hello?"

"You felt it didn't you?" Kita's voice anxiously jumped through the phone.

"Yeah," Aneeya nodded. She noticed her voice was shaking.

"We have to find out where it is," Kita urged.

"Last time we felt it it was close," Aneeta said, rubbing her hand over her forehead. "But you're house is far from mine. Maybe its somewhere in between?"

"Well we have to do something!" Kita exclaimed. A beep the cut off what she was about to say.

"Um, I think I have call on the other line, hold on," Kita said, sounding a little too cheery. "Hold on a sec."

"Wa-!" Aneta was cut off again by silence on the other line. Great, she sighed. She's got me on hold and there's an alien out there. She probably showed it off at school and added everyone's numbers to it.

"That was Eliot!" Kita's voice screamed through the phone, causing Aneeta to jump almost a foot in the air. "He says that the alien is in the park that's on the other side of the Cafe!"

"All that way?" Aneeta groaned. "Alright, I'll meet you at the Cafe. Don't go anywhere until I'm there. Wait, are you even allowed to leave?"

"My parents are out like a light," Kita's voice sounded cheery again. "Nothing wakes them but the sweet sound of their musical alarm clock."

"Okay..." Aneeta blinked a few times rapidly. She's so weird, she said silently.

"I'll see you then," she said.

"Tootles!" Kita chimed, hanging up on her end.

"Yup, defiantly weird." Aneeta opened her door and checked to make sure Jay wasn't eavesdropping in the hall. The cost was clear so she scurried as quietly as she could down the stairs.

"Where are you going?" Aneeta groaned, and turned around to see Jay standing at the top of the stairs.

"I got a job to do," she said, slipping on her shoes.

"Cool!" he grinned. "can I come?"

"NO!" she shrieked. He tilted his head, and his eyes glistened.

"I'm sorry," she sighed in a politer tone. "You could get hurt. Stay here." She finished tieing her shoes and bolted out the door.

\NMM/

"You see anything?" Kita asked looking anxiously around the dark park. The street lamps had come on, but it barely hid the threatening darkness that surrounded them.

"No, I don't," Aneeta admitted, with a worried sighed. "You sure Eliot said it was on the other side of the Cafe? He could have accidentally mistaken it for our side."

"Nope, he said it was this park," Kita huffed, impatiently placing her hands on her hips. "Where is this beastie? I wanna kicking some more alien butt!" Aneeta was about to open her mouth to protest against the young girl's ambitions when they heard a twig crack behind them. They wiped around, expecting to see the most hideous form of an animal they had on earth, but instead they say a girl, walking by with a cell phone plastered to her ear. She was talking at a million miles an hour, and tossed her dark hair over her shoulder as she passed them.

"Man," Kita grumbled. "It's just some 'stick'."

"I'm sorry, did you say something," the girl asked rudely removing the phone from her ear.

"No, carry on," Kita smiled sweetly. The girl gave her a glare and replaced the phone carrying on with her conversation.

"A stick?" Aneeta asked.

"That's what I call girls who try and make themselves look like girls in magazine," Kita shrugged. "Those fashion magazines are so miss guiding with how you should look." Aneeta looked after the girl, and realized what she was wearing. She had on a tube top that covered only half of her stomach, leaving her stomach bare, and a supper short skirt that would have shown her underwear if she were to bend over.

"Hey, wasn't she at the Cafe today?" Kita asked.

"The Cafe?" she asked, cocking an eyebrow.

"Yeah," she nodded. "She was at that table of 'sticks' you were taking orders for. You know, the ones giving you the hard time about what has too many calories?"

"Oh, right," Aneeta nodded. "She's the one who asked if we used real strawberries or not in our milk shakes."

"I'm glad we do," Kita smiled. "The syrup is nasty." Aneeta laughed, completely forgetting about what they were suppose to be doing. Aneeta looked at the girl again, and was brought back to reality. There was something purple on the girls right shoulder.

"Are you okay?" Kita asked waving a hand in her face. "You sense something?" Aneeta didn't reply, but jogged to catch up with the girl. As she closed the gap, she became more and more sure.

"Aneeta what are you doing?" Kita called after her. When she reached her, she could make out a star within a ring on her shoulder. Yes!, She cheered silently. Another Mew Mew! As if she heard her, the girl wiped around, giving her an evil look.

"May I ask why you are following me?" she demanded, cocking out her hip, and placing her empty hand on it.

"I'm Aneeta," she grinned, holding out her hand. She wasn't sure of what else to do.

"And I care because...?" she asked, giving her attitude. Aneeta hated getting attitude.

"This is gonna sound strange, but you um...you have a mark on your back."

"Yes, I know," she nodded, looking sort of proud. "It's a tattoo."

"Oh," Aneeta looked down at the ground, feeling stupid. How could she mistaken a Mew Mark for a tattoo?

"Did it appear suddenly yesterday?" Kita asked, coming to Aneeta's rescue.

"Yes actually," she answered, giving Aneeta hope. "I've been arguing with my mom about getting one. She can't object to this now. I didn't even put it there."

"I got one too," Kita grinned holding out her wrist.

"Aw, its so cute!" she giggled. "It's a little paw print."

"I'm Kita."

"Tiffany," the girl smiled down at her. "You're cute too."

"Thanks," Kita grinned, looking up at Anneta with triumph. Aneeta had to admit, she knew how to get along with people. The ground beneath them suddenly began to shake.

"Earthquake!" Tiffany shrieked. "And I'm in my good heels too!" She wobbled a bit, trying not to lose her balance.

"It's here!" Kita whispered.

"I know," Aneta nodded in agreement. The ground the burst next to them sending clumps of dirt flying at them, and Tiffany screamed in distress.

\NMM/

"Finally," Wesley sighed, removing his goggles. "Time to wake up MAL." The little robotic creature before him remained motionless.

"MAL," Wesley called. The creature finally clicked, and a pair of gray eyes appeared on its dark face.

"MMM!" It cried, jumping up into the air, being held up by its tiny wings.

"Go find Aneeta and Kita," he ordered. "They need your help."

"AAA!" It nodded, lifting a tiny paw to salute him, and buzzed out of the room.

\NMM/

"What IS that thing?!" Tiffany screeched, staring up at the creature in horror. The alien was some sort of mole, with a wiping tentacle for a snout, and really thick claws stuck out of its long arms. It loomed over the girls, letting a a deep curdling cry.

"Gross!" she cried, backing away from the alien. It spun around, quite fast for its large size, swing one of his massive paws at her.

"Mew Mew Plum! Mewtamorphosis!" Aneeta's clothes melted and were replaced by new ones, her hair and eyes changed to purple, and a pair of bat wings and ears appeared on her body. She leapt forward, pumping herself forward with her strong wings, and managed to knock Tiffany out of the massive paw's path.

"Mew Mew Licorice! Mewtamorphosis!" Kita's clothes turned into her mew outfit, her hair and eyes changed to red, and a pair of ears and a tail popped out.

"What are you guys?" Tiffany demanded, pushing Aneeta away, and shakily got to her feet.

"That's what I was trying to tell you!" Aneeta growled. "You are one of us. That mark on your back signifies you are a Mew Mew!"

"What the heck is a Mew Mew?" Tiffany shouted back.

"Glitter Brush!" The giant paint brush appeared in Kita's hands, and she held it steady. She was standing on the opposite side of the mole.

"LICORICE...RIBBON...!" Before she could finish, the mole lurched out at her.

"Kita!" Aneeta gasped, watching her friend get barreled over. "NO!!" Tiffany could only stare.

"Jiggle Chuck!" Her nun chuck appeared in her hand, and she immediately began to spin it.

"PLUM NIGHT PIERCE!" She threw her chuck out and it straightened out, piercing the mole in the back. It reared up, letting loose another curdling cry but in pain.

"No. No! NO!" a voice rang through the park, causing the trees to rustle.

"What was that?" Tiffany whispered, afraid if she spoke too loud something horrible would happen.

"What are you? Why are you hurting my pet?" A little girl then appeared on the moles shoulder, staring angrily at them. With a lengthy hand, she grabbed hold of the nun chuck in the moles back and pulled it out effortlessly, causing the nun chuck to go limp, and retreat to its original size.

"Friend of yours?" Tiffany shivered, staring at her stretched fingers. Aneeta shook her head.

"Who do you blasphemies think you are?" The girl shouted angrily at them. The wind blew her ponytails across her face, and she glared with shining green through them.

"Blasphemies?" Kita coughed, propping herself up on her elbows. "You don't look too human yourself."

"Kita!" Aneeta sighed in relief, but she didn't dare try and go near the mole yet. She wasn't sure what kind of threat this girl was.

"At least I'm a straight species," the girl stuck her chin out snootily, and stood up on the hunched over mole's back. "You are humans mixed with animal DNA. How's that even possible."

"It's none of you business!" Kita snapped, finally back on her feet, and she briskly put some distance between herself and the still hunched over mole. It glared at her with dark, seemingly bottomless eyes, waiting for its order to strike.

"Well I'm here looking for something, so I'd appreciate it if you'd stop getting in my way!" The girl snapped back.

"You're stupid pets attacked us first!" Aneeta protested. "First the bird, and now your ugly mole.

"How dare you!" The girl gasped, taking great offense to what she said. "Alright Doola, finish them." The girl lept from its back, landing on the top branch of a tree, allowing the mole to rear up again, letting out another cry.

"Can't catch me!" Kita giggled, leaping out of the way of its swing paws. She jumped onto its shoulder, then down again, causing it to hit itself stupidly.

"Stay here," Aneeta ordered Tiffany. "Until you get a power pendent, you wont be much help in a fight."

"A what?" Tiffany demanded, putting her hand on her hip. "I can't fight this thing. It would make me sweat, and sweating so doesn't look good with this out fit. Maybe if I wearing-"

"I get it," Aneeta interrupted, shaking her head. "Just stay here." With the flap of her wings, Aneeta took to the air. Kita was still scurrying around distracting the mole, and Aneeta took this as a great opportunity.

"PLUM NI-!"

"Not again you won't!" The pink hair alien girl came out of no where, punching Aneeta in the stomach.

"Ugh!" she grunted, having the wind knocked out of her. She swung her Jingle Chuck, hoping to hit her in the head with it, but the girls reflexes were too fast. She caught the other end, and curled her lengthy fingers around it.

"You may have animal DNA," she smirked. "but your still a weak human."

From the ground, Tiffany could only watch. Her mind was racing, and telling her to run, get away while she still could, but her feet wouldn't obey. If it weren't for the heels of her stiletto pumps being stuck in the ground, she probably would have put more effort into. Watching the little one zip around the alien beast, and watching the other girl up in the air preparing to attack it, she thought this weird dream would be over soon, but then that crazy girl in pink flew into the batgirl, nearly knocking her out of the sky. I'm one of them huh?, Tiffany thought to herself, staring up at them with her mouth hung open. I hope...No, I wish, that my clothes aren't as tacky as theirs are.

"MAL!" A high-pitched squeaky came from beside her, causing her to scream, and finally move her feet. She stumbled to the side and landed on her rear.

"OW!" Tiffany moaned, lifting her hand. "I chipped my nail!"

"MMM," a little creature floated in front of her. Its face was heart-shaped, and bore bright grey eyes. It had two paws for hands, and tiny legs that had big shoes on them. It looked like a stuffed doll, with its black cloth that had distinguishable white stich lines on its limbs. A blue sun dress was wrapped around its tiny body, and pink hair fell from its head.

"Another alien!" Tiffany cried, staring at the creature, tears almost in her eyes.

"MAL!" the doll shouted, shaking its head. it spoke from a tiny mouth that only appeared when she did. Tiffany then noticed a pair of pointed ears, and a tail on the doll.

"Hey, you look like them," She said, pointing at the girls she just met.

"MM!" the doll cheered, nodding its sown head. "LLLL!" Raising her hands above her head, the little doll conjured a ball of magic, and a small pendent with a pink heart on it appeared.

"MMM!" she chimed, handing it to Tiffany.

"I don't think this would go with any of my outfits," Tiffany complained, turning it over in her hands. The doll glared at her frustratingly, her arms barely long enough to put her paws on her hips.

"Oh!" Tiffany gasped, when it finally clicked. "This must be that pendent that the batgirl was talking about. What was her name? Leta? Xena?"

"MAL!" the doll cried, causing Tiffany to focus.

"Alright," Tiffany sighed, getting up on her feet. "Um, what do I do with it." The doll began to panic flailing her arms around. Aneeta had crashed to the ground with the pink alien, and they were in a tussle, and Kita had resorted to running in circles because she was getting too tired of jumping around everywhere, and that never happened.

"Oh I know!" Tiffany cheered happily. The doll sighed in relief as gave her pendent a short sensual kiss.

"Mew Mew Rose! Metamorphosis!" Dark pink lights surrounded Tiffany causing her clothes to disappear. She became thrilled by the smell of sweet roses that surrounded her, and tiptoed through them, careful not to step on any of them. As if for their gratitude, dark pink petals rose up from the flowers, collecting around her breasts, and lower area. They then blew away and had created a dark halter top, and a dark pink skirt that reached her ankles, but was slit on the sides all the way, covering her front and back, and leaving her gorgeous legs bare. She picked up two flowers to get a better whiff of their sensational scents. The flowers' petals grew wrapping around her arms, then blew away revealing dark pink arm bands on her upper arms, trimmed with a litter pink, and dark pink leather gloves that ended at her wrists. The flowers began to sway in the windless air, as if dancing to appreciate her beauty. She couldn't help but do a dramatic spin, and kicking her foot out. As she did, she kicked petals up in the air that immediately collected around her foot revealing a stiletto pump. She did the same with the other foot, creating a the other half of the pair. She came to a beautiful gazebo, and she felt feline instincts to leap up on top of it. A strong breeze then rippled through the air, and turned her hair completely black, rippling pink streaks through it, giving it more volume. Blinking excitedly down at the breath-taking view of the flowers, her eyes became a deep delicious pink, and a pair of very pointy ears with extra fur on the tips popped out, followed by a short spotted tail. Her pendent dangled from her neck, connecting to her top, and she struck her final pose.

"Oooo, Tiffany likey," she giggled, looking herself over.

"MAL!" The doll shrieked, pointing desperately at her troubled Mew Mates.

"Oh, right," She nodded. "Okay, now what do I want my weapon to be."

"MAL MAL!!" The doll flew around her like a complete maniac.

"You're distracting me!" she complained grabbing her by the dress. "Now be quiet! Oh I know!"

"Mute Phones!" Tiffany called, raising her hand up into the air. A few question marks appeared on the dolls head.

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"Give up!" The pink girl grinned evily, showing a row of perfectly filed teeth. She had her lengthy fingers curled around her throat and was chocking her. Aneeta tried her best, but this tiny girl was strong then she looked. If she didn't get her off soon, she was going to die. Her life literally flashed before her eyes. She watched all thing the things she'd done, all the the things she missed out on, and all the things she'd never do. Her last though was about Jay. He was going to lose his hero. Not just for alien fighting, but he also looked up to her. What was he going to do without his role model? A tear was about to fall down her cheek when a pair of large pint spotted head phones appeared on her head.

"Huh?" The alien girl cocked an eyebrow, not letting her grip loosen.

"ROSE...AMPLIFIED...SOUND SHOCK!" A voice rang amplified through the entire park. Pulsing sound bursts were then sent through the air. The sound seemed muffled to Aneeta, and didn't bother her, but the alien girl screeched in pain, letting her go so she could cover her ears. Aneeta coughed when she became reacquainted with her full access to oxygen. Sitting up, she saw the mole was also in pain, trying to dig its way back underground.

"Oh no you don't!" Kita shouted, taking out her paint brush. She too had a pair of headphones one. "LICORICE...RIBBON..PAINT BLAST!" The colors burst from her brush, attacking the mole. It became stunned by the attack. It hurt with the stings of a thousand wasps. The jungle chuck appeared in Aneeta's hand and she swung it around preparing for the final blow.

"PLUM...NIGHT...PIERCE!" Whipping it forward it stabbed the mole in the head, causing it to go limp, and disintegrate.

"NO, NO, NO!" The pink alien shouted, stomping her feet immaturely. "Not again! It's not fair. You haven't seen the last of me, or my people." She pointed a finger threateningly at them. "Mark my words. You will taken care of." With that she disappeared.

'That was awesome!" Kita cheered, jumping on Aneeta's back. The running in circles still didn't seem to kill her energy. "That was an amazing attack. These headphones are genius."

"That wasn't me," Aneeta admitted, even though she'd like to take the credit.

"Then if you didn't, then who-?"

"I know I'm good," Tiffany smiled, strutting her way over to them. She had her own pair of headphones, and a very sparkly spotted microphone in her hand.

"That was you?" Aneeta gasped.

"Of course it was," She sighed, sticking out her hip. "How many other stylish girls with a microphone do you see around here."

"That was cool!" Kita praised jumping off of Aneeta's back. "You're not too bad for a stick."

"A what?" she demanded.

"Oh, never mind," Kita giggled, trying to brush it off. "Hey, what's that?" Aneeta watched as a flying doll zoomed around them with excitement.

"MMMM! MAL!" it cried.

"What is it?" Kita wondered, spinning around watching her fly.

"I don't know, but she gave me my pendent," Tiffany shrugged.

"Maybe she was sent by Wesley and Eliot?" Aneeta suggested.

"LLL!" the doll nodded.

"Good thing you came," Kita smiled. "Or else we would have been goners."

"MM. LL." The doll blushed.

"It's really late now, you'd better get home," Aneeta advised. "Come on we'll walk you home."

"It better not be too far," Tiffany complained. "I haven't broken these in yet." Aneeta and Kita rolled their eyes as they walked out of the park, back in their normal clothes.

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Mew Intro Time!

Congrads to Cherrie-Sakura, who created the very stylish Tiffany Lachwood, or Mew Rose. I chose her, since she has yet another different personality from our current Mews, and because she also stood out amongst the other entries. Some of her personality was shown in this episode, but in the episodes to come, it'll shine even more.

There wont be a new Mew next chapter, but a couple chapter after. Of course, I'm still accepting Mews, and try and make them as uniquely as possible. I wanna build more off of the three that are in it so far. So good luck to all who entered, and to all who will.