Author's Note: I'm very sorry for making every wait so long for this update. I've been so busy with school lately. But now Summer's here, so I have plenty of time to write. :) My goal is to get at least 3 updates per month this summer. For a total of 6. I'd do more, but I have a life outside of fanfiction sadly. :P Enjoy!
Also, yes I know Nagoya doesn't have a museum like the one I used in this chapter, but I had already practically wrote the whole chapter when I finally decided to look at what museums it actually had. :P
Chapter 3: Afternoon at the Mewseum
"I'm here!" Tiffany chimed strutting through the front door. Aneeta and Kita stood in front of her, arms folded, tapping their feet in unison.
"Is there something on my face?" Tiffany gasped whipping a mirror out of her purse.
"No," Aneeta answered. Her skin was completely clean, and decorated skillfully with make up.
"Is my hair sticking up?" Tiffany moved the mirror up so she could examine it.
"No," Kita spoke through gritted teeth. Her hair was as perfect as always, falling past her shoulders in glossy, loose ringlets.
"Are my clothes wrinkled?" She shoved the mirror away, and brushed her hands over clothes to make sure they were okay. Her school uniform was fancy, with her frilled blouse, and plaid skirt. It looked like the uniforms of that one private school on the other side of the city.
"No," they replied in annoyed unison.
"Then what is it?" Tiffany demanded, looking very annoyed.
"You, are, late," Aneeta answered slowly, making sure she heard every word.
"But we don't open for another ten minutes," she protested.
"Employees are suppose to arrive twenty minutes early to set everything up, and make sure everything is presentable," Kita snapped.
"Well sorry," Tiffany snapped back snootily. "I walked by El Debi, and they had a shoe sale." She held up her shopping bag with the fancy letters laced across it with pride.
"Why am I not surprised?" Kita sighed. "That's what to expect from a Stick."
"A what?" Tiffany asked, still not catching on.
"It doesn't matter," Aneeta sighed. "Get back there and change!"
"No need to raise your voice," Tiffany snapped, strutting past them. "I'm moving as fast as I can."
"You could raise your voice 5 octaves and it still wouldn't make her move any faster," Kita groaned.
\NMM/
"She's at it again," Kita groaned, standing with Aneeta, Wesley and MAL in the kitchen, watching Tiffany taking orders from the kitchen. MAL stood for Mew Alien Locator. She was designed to locate both Mews and the new Aliens. Wesley had been working on her since he and Eliot first decided to relocate. He didn't get a chance to input a complex voice box yet, so she could only pronounce the letters in her name.
"Are you sure you want the banana cream pie?" Tiffany asked, eying the woman she was speaking to. "Maybe you should go with something less fattening. No offense, but you look like you could loose a few pounds." The three of them stared at her in udder shock.
"Oh boy," Wesley gasped.
"Oh no she didn't!" Kita gasped, pounding her fists on thre counter. Aneeta raced out of the kitchen, hoping she could save the customer.
"How dare you say that!" The woman shouted, appalled by her statement.
"I'm sorry but its true," Tiffany said, not backing down. "What are you an XL?"
"Why I-"
"I am so sorry for what my coworker has said," Aneeta interrupted, pushing Tiffany aside. "You see she just started working today, and she gets really nervous sometimes when she speaks, so she rambles. To show our apologies, would you like to sample a new flavor of ice cream our cook has just created?"
"I suppose so," The woman answered, still looking very upset. "And I still want my pie."
"Yes, of course ma'am," Aneeta nodded, smiling as nicely as she could. She then grabbed Tiffany's arm and dragged her into the kitchen.
"Ow!" Tiffany groaned, yanking her arm free. "You're gonna cut off my circulation."
"It wouldn't make a difference," Kita muttered under her breath. "You don't use it anyways."
"That's the third customer you insulted," Aneeta sighed. "Oh, by the way Wesley, you need to make some more of that new ice cream flavor pronto."
"I'll see what I can do," Wesley nodded, going toward the freezer.
"I was just telling her that she should keep her size in mind and work on loosing the weight," Tiffany shrugged. "She could look a lot better if she lost it."
"She looks fine," Aneeta sighed. "You shouldn't talk so rudely to people. Especially when its about there weight."
"I wasn't being rude," She protested.
"You asked if she was an XL, and said it with disgust," Kita spoke up. "Not everyone can be a small."
"Here's the ice cream," Wesley interrupted holding out a small bowl.
"I'll take it," Aneeta said, relieving him. "Maybe you should just stick to helping Wesley in the kitchen Tiffany." Wesley made a nervous chuckle as she left the kitchen. She isn't really capable of cooking.
"MMM!" MAL sighed, shaking her head at Tiffany.
"At least I can carry a tray," Trisha huffed, strutting across the kitchen.
"MM, MM, Mm," MAL playfully mocked, strutting through the air. She whipped out a cup saucer and tried balancing it on her paw. She took a few steps, and it wobbled, falling to the floor with a tiny crash, spraying glass everywhere. Everyone in the kitchen looked at her, and she blushed shamefully.
"I'll get the broom," Kita sighed.
"Here you are ma'am," Aneeta smiled. "Your pie will be coming shortly."
"Thank you," the lady said, excepting the ice cream. "I suggest your employers hire people who have a filter between their brain and their mouth." Aneeta only smiled, and slid away to another table to retrieve the tip, and empty dishes from an empty table.
"Neeta!" He came after all, Aneeta thought, turning toward the voice of her little brother. She nearly dropped the dishes she was holding when she say who he was with. Jeremy gave her a friendly wave, which she returned, and hurriedly sped back to the kitchen.
"He's cute!" Tiffany chirped when she came through. "Is he your boyfriend?" Aneeta was taken aback by her outburst, and almost dropped the dishes again.
"Um, no," she stammered, placing them in the sink.
"Does he have girlfriend?" Tiffany pressed, getting too close for Aneeta to feel comfortable.
"Not that I kno-"
"Do you have a crush on him do you?" she continued, not waiting for her to finish. "You must have. I saw the way you reacted when he came in. So do you?"
"Um, I..." Did she? She didn't have reason not to. She probably would be dating him if it wasn't for her awkwardness. But that's a shoulda-woulda-coulda scenario. She passed her chance, and she shouldn't stop Tiffany if she wanted to date him. She couldn't really stop her anyways.
"No, of course not," She grinned sheepishly. "You can go for him if you want."
"Yay!" Tiffany cheered. "I'll go introduce myself by seating them." She was about to skip out of the kitchen, when Wesley tapped her on the shoulder.
"Maybe you should let Aneeta do that," he suggested. "He's with her brother after all, and he probably expects her to serve them."
"Fine," Tirffany answered, but refused to look upset. "I'll just talk to him on the way out or something." Aneeta couldn't help but feel a wave of relief wash over her. She put on a smile as she stepped out of the kitchen, walking past Kita who was balancing two trays. She fiddled with her apron, making it look as neat as possible, and put on her customer-greeting smile.
"Welcome to Cafe Mew Chi Lou," she greeted with a small bow.
"You look cute," Jeremy smiled.
"Um...ah...thanks," she stammered, taken by surprise by the compliment. "I'll ah...get you your menus." She went behind the podium to retrieve the menus, and to hide her reddening face. Take a deep breathe Aneeta, she told herself. He's just another customer. You don't like him remember? Tiffany's going for him. Don't get in the way.
"Alri-OW!" She stood up to fast, and forgot to get her head out of the shelf, so she hit her head off of the top of the podium.
"Are you okay?" Jeremy asked, looking a bit shocked by her clumsiness.
"Yeah, I'm fine," Aneeta grunted through clenched teeth, trying to look like it was nothing. "I'll take you to your table." Jay was grinning at her in amusement. You're gonna pay, she threatened silently, leading them across the lobby. She seated them by the window, and fumbled to get out her pen and pad from her apron.
"Um, are you going to have something to drink?" She asked, trying to sound professional again.
"Chocolate Milkshake!" Jay cheered without hesitation.
"If you're having that, then you aren't having any other thing with chocolate," Aneeta warned, going all big-sister on him. Jay slumped in his seat with a scowl.
"I'll just have some raspberry cheesecake," Jeremy said, without really looking at the menu.
"You still having the milkshake?" Aneeta asked, scribbling down his order.
"Nope, I'll have a glass of milk, and that three layered chocolate cake!" Jay grinned, triumphantly.
"Now that's too much chocolate," she replied, cocking her eyebrow.
"He's a kid, let him enjoy the chocolate," Jeremy smiled.
"Well you don't have to deal with him at home," Aneeta grumbled.
"Please?" Jay whined, making the best pouting face. Aneeta groaned, and wrote down his order.
"I ain't doing it because of your pouting, because your horrible at it, and it ain't that convincing." She shoved her pad and pen in her apron, and took their menus.
"How long of a wait will it be?" Jeremy asked, resting his chin on one of his hands.
"Um..." Aneeta tried to do the mental calculations, but wasn't very good at it with him staring her dead in the eye.
"10 minutes tops." She just threw a number out there.
"Not bad for a place with so few employees," he nodded, looking impressed.
"Well, we're little speedies," she grinned, and hurriedly spun around to hide her face. Speedies?, she scolded herself mentally, making her way back to the podium to put the menus back. She was almost to the podium, when her hearing suddenly heightened, and she was hit with a wave of sounds from all directions. She almost fell over from the impact, and had to hold onto the podium to keep herself up. She couldn't distinguish hardly anything, but the voices in the lobby were loudest of them all.
"Is she okay?" she heard Jeremy ask amongst the sea of sound.
"She almost fell over," Jay gasped. She heard Jeremy's chair scratch across the floor as he went to get up. The sound was worse than nails on a chalkboard. She gritted her teeth, and before Jeremy could take a step toward her, she made a mad dash for the kitchen. Her own footsteps sounded like a hammer to a wall. She managed to get inside, and fled to the large freezer hoping she could escape the sounds.
"Aneeta?" Kita asked, sounding very worried, as she was handed Jay and Jeremy's order as she went by. She ignored her, and closed the freezer behind her. She did manage to drown out the sounds of outside alright, but they were replaced by the annoying sound the freezer made, times 100. Aneeta slumped to the floor and put her fingers to her temples.
"Come on," she pleaded. "Focus." She sat there for who knows how long, but eventually the sound of the freezer became less intense, and she sighed in relief. Sweat was gliding down her back, despite the freezing temperature of the freezer. Carefully, Aneeta got up and let herself out the freezer. She was greeted by sounds, but not as intense as before.
"You okay?" Kita was standing right outside, looking very nervous.
"Yeah, I'm okay," she nodded, taking a sigh of relief.
"It was because everything got loud huh?" Wesley asked coming over with MAL right behind him.
"Yeah," she nodded, looking at him surprised. "How'd you know?"
"Sometimes you experience traits from the animal DNA you have," he explained. "Since you have bat DNA, you would experience heightened hearing."
"That sucks," Kita sighed. "That must have given you a killer headache." Aneeta only nodded.
"MMM, LLL," MAL cooed sympathetically, stroking her head.
"Thanks," Aneeta smiled. "I'm okay now. So where's Jay and Jeremy's order?"
"Um..." Kita's voice trailed off.
"What?" She asked, placing her fists on her hips.
"Tiffany took it out," she said, scrapping her foot against the floor.
"What?" Aneeta gasped. She ran to the ledge to look out at the lobby. Sure enough, Trisha was standing in front of Jay and Jeremy's table, with her major flirt act on. She was twirling her finger in her hair, and looking away occasionally, with a subtle smile on her face. Jeremy was smiling, and talking with her while Jay was just staring at her. Aneeta was too far away to tell what kind of smile Jeremy had on, but she could tell Jay looked angry.
"You really are a klutz around him," Kita said, getting an order together. "I thought you didn't like him."
"I..." She wasn't sure how to act. Maybe she did.
"Earth to Aneeta! Come in Aneeta!" Kita waved her hand frantically in front of her face.
"Huh?" she blinked a few times then looked down at Kita, who had MAL on her shoulder.
"What is the deal with this guy?" she asked, cocking an eyebrow.
"Well..." Aneeta bit her lip.
"You gotta tell me now!" She shouted. "We gotta take these orders out though, so tell me after." Aneeta nodded and took a couple trays out into the lobby. She took them to their desired table, and even cleaned off a few tables, the whole time Tiffany was flirting with Jeremy.
"Okay spill!" Kita demanded, relieving Aneeta of her dishes.
"Well I have this thing where I'm not comfortable around people," Aneeta began.
"How can that be when you're a great public speaker, and a great waitress?" Kita asked, sitting herself up on the counter.
"I can do that stuff easily, because it's for business," She explained. "If it's for fun and with friends, I'm not sure how to act, so I get uncomfortable and nervous."
"Yet, here we are, very good friends," Kita grinned.
"MAL!" MAL agreed. She was seated next to Kita listening intently.
"Well, yeah cause we met because I was suppose to be tutoring you, which was in a way business..." Her voice trailed off. "But anyways, so that's just the norm for me, and that's why I really don't have friends...besides you." Kita grinned.
"I'm also the same with boyfriends," she continued. "I've never had one, but I've been asked out several times. Jeremy was one of those guys."
"WHAT!?!?!" Kita screamed jumping from the counter. MAL fell over, acting as if she had a heart attack. Aneeta took it she didn't need anymore of explanation.
"How could you say 'no'?" she dmenaded.
"I just told you why," Aneeta groaned.
"Yeah, but how?" she repeated.
"I feel guilty enough as it is," Aneeta huffed. "If he hadn't asked me, I would never have turned him down."
"But did you ever ask yourself if you liked him?" Kita asked, tapping her foot impatiently. MAL imitated her.
"No..."
"Do you think you do now?" She asked, cocking her eyebrow, and MAL mimicked. Aneeta hesitated.
"Well?"
"Yes..."
"Then tell him!" Kita shouted, catching her off guard again.
"What?"
"You gotta hurry!" She urged pushing her toward the door with MAL flying up on ahead toward the doors. "You gotta snatch him back before-"
"I've got a date!" Tiffany cheered busting through the kitchen doors, causing one to swat MAL out of the air.
"-that happens," Kita finished, looking defeated.
"We're going out tomorrow!" She squealed, taking Aneeta's hands and skipping in a circle. "I'm so excited!"
"And where are you going?" Kita asked, even though she wasn't at all interested.
"We're going...to the museum." She said the last part in disgust. "But oh well, as long as I'm with him. I wonder how experienced he is." Aneeta swallowed a lump that flew up to her throat, when she was able to get her hands free from Tiffany.
"Yay," Kita sighed, not sounding at all excited.
"MMM," MAL moaned, rubbing her head, sprawled out on the floor.
"Come on girls," Eliot ordered, coming in. "Enough standing around! Get back to work. Do you want to get your pays docked?"
"With pleasure," Kita smiled, grabbing Aneeta. "Come with me, we need to clean off a few more tables, and take some orders. Tiffany, stay."
"Whatever," she sighed, checking her nails. Aneeta allowed herself to be dragged out by Kita.
"I've got a plan," she announced when she was pulled into the corner.
"For what?" Aneeta demanded, cocking an eyebrow.
"We're gonna spy on them," She grinned.
"What?" Aneeta gasped. "But we can't. It's an invasion of privacy."
"Well, she stole your man," she countered.
"He's not my man," she sighed, rolling her eyes. "And I gave up my chance with him remember?"
"Yeah, well we're gonna steel him back," she grinned evilly, rubbing her hands together as if she was plotting something very evil.
"And besides, I have soccer tomorrow," Aneeta added, folding her arms. "So I can't."
"Yes you can!" Kita whined, all evilness gone. "We'll tell your coach you're sick or something. You're a dedicated player right? So she'll believe you. Please?" She made a pouting face just like Jay had earlier, but hers was more effective.
"Fine," She groaned. "But we don't know when they're going."
"Leave that to me," Kita grinned triumphantly.
\NMM/
"Did you like your surprise?" Jay grinned, jumping up from the couch when Aneeta walked in.
"Surprise?" she asked, cocking an eyebrow.
"Yeah," he nodded. "I thought it'd be neat if I brought Jeremy, since I can tell you like him."
"I do not!" She snapped. Or I do..., she thought. I mean I must if I'm getting this jealous over Tiffany.
"Well you sure proved it today," He chuckled dancing on the carpet. "We're little speedies."
"Arg!" Aneeta growled, clenching her fists. She felt so stupid for saying that.
"I'm sorry about bringing him though," his face becoming apologetic.
"What for?" She asked seating herself on the couch, and motioning for him to do the same.
"If I hadn't a brought him, he never would have meat that annoying waitress," he grumbled.
"That's one way to describe her," Aneeta laughed.
"She wouldn't shut up," Jeremy groaned, recalling the afternoon. "She just kept going on and on about stuff I can't even remember. But it was like she talked him into going out with her."
"Did he talk to you about it afterward?" Aneeta asked, leaning in a little, hoping to get some inside info.
"We did talk about some things, but he made me promise it'll stay between us guys," he grinned mischievously. Dang it.
"I got homework to do," Jay groaned heading for the stairs. "Jeremy gave me extra homework for the weekend." Good?
"See yeah." Jay left without another word. What did they talk about?
\NMM/
"This is your plan?" Aneeta grumbled. She was standing down at a subway station with a pair of fake glasses with a large nose and a mustache on, holding a newspaper in front of her face.
"Of course," Kita grinned, wearing the same glasses, and holding the same newspaper she was. "The glasses are for back up just in case Jeremy or Tiffany manages to look around the newspaper."
"LLL!" MAL adjusted her own pair in admiration. She was settled nicely on Aneeta's shoulder.
In order to find out when Tiffany and Jeremy were going and what they were doing, Kita asked Tiffany straight out, acting like a squealing little girl in the process. Tiffany begged Eliot for today's shift to be a lunch one, and Aneeta and Kita joined in, because Kita wanted really wanted to be a spy. Aneeta had to admit it was kinda funny, seeing Tiffany's first shocked reaction turn into one of pure excitement. Eliot eventually crumbled, but said we had to show up earlier than usual.
Aneeta had called her couch last night, doing her best to sound sick, telling her she'd wouldn't make today's practice. Her couch, sounded worried, and suggested she rest the whole weekend and come back on Wednesday. Aneeta was grateful for the time off. She didn't really realize how much she'd been working, and how much of a break she needed.
"Here they come!" Kita hissed, lifting up her newspaper. Aneeta did the same. The two of them walked and stood to wait for the subway, the whole time Tiffany was talking. Jeremy barely got more than two words in. Carefully, Aneeta slowly lowered her newspaper. Tiffany was as glamorous as always, with her hair freshly done, and he clothes looking like they just came out. Compared to her, Jeremy looked like a bum, but he looked good in his casual clothing. Aneeta quickly lifted her newspaper again when the subway rolled up, and Jeremy looked her way.
"We have to stay close," Kita whispered as they boarded slowly, keeping a few people between them and their targets. The whole ride there, people were giving them strange looks. Aneeta grumbled things to her self like, "How did I get dragged into this?" or "Kita's gonna be assigned extra homework on Tuesday." It was a wonder Jeremy and Tiffany didn't notice them at all. They were sitting about five seats away from them. Tiffany went through brief moments where she listened to Jeremy, but most of the time she held up the conversation. When they finally departed, Aneeta was fed up with the itchy mustache, and weird looks she was getting, so she through the glasses in the nearest trash bin.
"Do you know how much those cost me?" Kita growled, taking hers off and shoving them in her pocket.
"I don't really care," Aneeta sighed. "This is childish. I can't believe you talked me into this."
"It actually was only a few yen at this one store," Kita shrugged. "They were trying to get rid of them or something."
"I wonder why," Aneeta mumbled.
"We're losing them!" Kita panicked. Aneeta looked on ahead, and could barley see the top of Jeremy's head.
"It's okay, I know where the museum is anyways," she shrugged.
"We are suppose to keep them in site at all times!" She shouted, grabbing Aneeta's shirt and bringing her down to eye level. Boy she is strong, Aneeta thought, gazing into her silver and blue eyes.
"That is the point of being a spy," She continued. "Keeping your target in view at all times, or else they'll slip away and stab you in the back!"
"Um, we aren't out to kill anyone," Aneeta blinked surprised at what she had said.
"Oh right," Kita nodded, letting her go. "Anyhow, let's get going!"
\NMM/
"Have you seen Rinya, Maken?" Dlender asked as she made it over to where the man in the blue robe stood.
"No," he responded. "She's probably ashamed of yet another failure. So she decided not to return until she found something useful."
"If this keeps up, I'll have to take matters into my own hands," Dlender scowled, glaring down at Earth through the window.
"No need to go to that extreme," Maken smiled. "You are very powerful, and your powers are best used otherwise."
"Will you take over then if she continues to fail?" she asked, glancing at him.
"If that is what you want," He replied.
"So be it then."
\NMM/
"Great we lost them," Kita sighed, shaking her head. They stood inside the lobby of the museum, but there was no sign of Jeremy or Tiffany. There could have been any number of ways they could have went. There was an exhibit dedicated entirely to ancient scrolls, there was one with ancient suits of armor, an ice age exhibit, a dinosaur exhibit, and many others dedicated to Japan's history. Aneeta felt excite for being in such a place, more then anxiousness about losing the targets.
"I say we split up," Kita suggested.
"I'll head for one of the history exhibits," Aneeta volunteered, leaving MAL with Kita. "I think he liked history." In actuality, she wasn't sure if he did or not, but she was. She spent who knows how long going through many exhibits, and reading up on the significance of each artifact. She eventually found herself in the dinosaur exhibit, reading about the triceratops. They only had a skeleton of a brontosaurus here, the rest were life like replicas. The triceratops looked so real, she was afraid to to make too much noise as she passed it, not wanting to disturb it while it ate leaves from a bush.
"Hey Aneeta!" Aneeta felt like her heart almost flew out of her chest, that's how caught off guard she was. She also let out a surprised gasp. She spun around and felt her face get hot when she say Jeremy standing there.
"Uh, hey," she responded, fiddling with her ponytail that was now over her shoulder. "Um, what brings you here?"
"I'm here with your friend Tiffany," he answered, coming up to stand beside her. "Didn't she tell you?"
"Um, no she didn't." She prayed she didn't sound like she was fibbing. "She doesn't really talk about that kind of stuff."
" That's a surprise," He chuckled. "I didn't think there was anything she didn't talk about." He looked over at the triceratops, and Aneeta became awkward.
"Um, so, how's your date going?" she asked. "I mean, if that's what it is." She felt herself getting red again.
"Truthfully?" he asked, looking at her again. "Not so well."
"Why?" She was actually surprised by his answer.
"She's nice an all, but..." He struggled to find the right words. "She talks about herself a lot. She flirts a bit, but I don't really pick up on a lot of it, and I can't help but give literal answers. And that's another thing. I can tell she doesn't like to hear me talk. I started talking about some of the exhibits, and she cut me off asking, why someone would wear such a thing?" Aneeta couldn't help but laugh. This made him smile.
"It's nice seeing you not so serious," Jeremy said, looking pleased. "You look so professional at school, as if it's your job or something."
"Well it is my job to get an education," she shrugged.
"You know, this is like the only time I've seen you outside of school related things," he said, looking up thoughtfully. "Well, besides the festival." Aneeta couldn't help but feel a wave of guilt wash over her. She felt so bad. It wasn't like she meant it. How was she suppose to know her parents were taking her there as the big surprise? He said it so nonchalantly, as if it didn't bother him. It might still bother him, and he was good at hiding it, or it actually didn't anymore. She felt like saying something about it, but a deep rumbling roar echoed through the halls.
"What the heck?" Jeremy asked, looking around.
"Ah crap," Aneeta muttered.
"Huh?" The glass behind them shattered, spraying glass everywhere. Aneeta felt her body ready to jump and dodge them, but Jeremy grabbed her, and managed to duck down, covering their heads.
"You okay?" He asked, helping her to stand up again. Glass fell from their clothes as they did.
"Yeah but-" She was interrupted by yet another roar, and they glanced back to see a mutated looking dinosaur behind them. It looked like a T-Rex, but its arms were larger, and held four lethal claws. Large horns curled out of its head like a ram, and random ugly lumps broke through its scaly skin. Throwing its head back it let out another powerful roar, causing Aneeta's head to shake. She instinctively reached for her pendent, but Jeremy was a step ahead of her. He took her hand and pulled her out of there as fast as they could run.
"Wait I-" Aneeta looked back, and saw the creature follow, and it was gaining on them fast. A few more strides and it would have caught them but-
"ROSE AMPLIFIDE SOUND SHOCK!" A pair of headphones appeared on both Jeremy and Aneeta's head, just before power sound pulsed down the hall, causing the dinosaur to back off. Jeremy stopped, and lifted his free hand to the headphones.
"What are these?" he asked, looking totally confused.
"Just keep running!" Aneeta looked on ahead, and saw Kita and Aneeta, or Licorice and Rose, sprinting their way with MAL hovering after them.
"We'll take care of it, just get out of here!" Licorice instructed, stopping in front of them.
"You don't need these anymore." With a wave of Rose's hand the headphones disappeared.
"What are you?" He wasn't even sure how to look at them. "Are you from a circus or something?"
"Yes, and we're here to pick up our pet dinosaur who escaped from us," Licorice nodded, giving Aneeta a little wink. "Now get going!" Jeremy didn't need to be told again. He kept on running until they were outside. I sure hop they're okay, Aneeta thought when they were outside. She sat down on a step so she could catch her breath.
" That was one of the weirdest things I've ever seen," Jeremy huffed. "You think that little girl was mocking me when I mentioned the circus thing. Yes, she thought.
"I don't know," she replied instead.
"That girl in pink looked kinda familiar," he said. "You seen her before?" I work with her.
"I don't think so," she shrugged.
"You aren't hurt are you?" He asked looking suddenly worried. "I mean from the glass."
"No, I don't think so," she answered, looking down at herself. She had pants on, and it didn't look like they were torn anywhere.
"I don't think we should stay here," he said, jerking his head down the street. "They'll have to get that thing out somehow, and I don't wanna be around when they do."
"What about Tiffany?"
"Oh, she left a while ago," he chuckled. "She said she 'had to go to the bathroom'."
"Ohh," she nodded, standing up.
"It's kinda funny," Jeremy spoke up after they walked about a block in totally silence.
"What is?" Aneeta asked, wondering what he could mean.
"What just happened in there now that I think about it," he smiled. "Those two looking like weird circus clowns with an animal twist, and that little doll look as if it were floating. You have to admit they lightened the situation. But I will admit that headphone appearing trick was pretty neat." He would have continued, but Aneeta's Mew Cell went off.
"Um, excuse me please," she grinned apologetically, taking it out.
"No problem," he nodded, walking on ahead when she stopped.
"Are you okay?" Aneeta demanded as soon as she answered it.
"Another one bites the dust!" Kita shouted triumphantly.
"Good work," Aneta sighed in relief. "You had me worried."
"It's all good," she laughed. "I walked into Tiffany when I made another round to the lobby, and that's when MAL started going ballistic shouting 'AAAAA!'. More importantly, how are you? How's things with Romeo?"
"No progress if that's what you mean," she sighed. "I don't know Kita. I still feel guilty about the festival thing."
"Then apologize!" she shouted again. "If you are truly sorry, which I know you are, then apologize."
"I don't think he'll forgive me," she sighed looking over to where he stood, acting as if something across the street caught his eye. "He's nice and all but..."
"Just do it!" Kita ordered. "I've gotta go, Tiffany's getting annoyed with MAL. Good luck!"
" Kita wai-" She was answered by a dead tone. Apologize?, she thought. That's it? Could it really be made better by apologizing? She walked over to him, running what Kita said in her head, while her heart pounded anxiously in her chest. Can I do it? Will he be angered that I brought it up again? Well he brought it up in the museum, so he shouldn't really get mad...
"Hey, you know-" Jeremy started when she came up to him.
"I'm sorry!" She was surprised that she shouted it. She looked up at him, who looked back with a confused look.
"For what?" he asked, tilting his head slightly.
"For the festival," she sighed, looking down at the ground again. "I told you no, because my parents were taking me and my brother out, and I didn't know where. We didn't find out where we were going until we were already there. I'm sorry if I hurt you when you saw me there." They were both silent for a moment.
"I know," he finally said.
"Huh?" It was her turn to be confused. "When I saw you, I mentioned it to Mioko. She said she remembers you saying that your parents were taking you somewhere special at one of your soccer practices. She said that was probably it, so I just shrugged it off. I felt hurt for only like a few seconds."
"A few seconds is a few seconds," she mumbled under her breath.
"But if your parents weren't taking you out that day, would you have said 'yes'?" he asked, looking very interested in what she was going to say.
"I, um, ah..." she felt her face getting hot again.
"How about now?" he smiled, not needing anymore to be said. "Would you like to go out with me on Tuesday since you don't work?"
" I...How do you know I don't work?" she asked, turning the questions on him.
"Jay," He grinned, pleasantly. So they were talking about me?, she thought.
"So will you?" he asked again. "And I'm not taking no for an answer this time."
"Well...you see...um..."
"Just say 'yes' already!" They both jumped at the sudden shout, and looked around to find out who it was. No one stuck out in particular, but Aneeta thought she recognized it.
"You shouldn't argue with raging random voices," Jeremy laughed.
"Yeah..." she chuckled.
"Yes?" he smiled brightly.
"Huh what? No I meant-"
"So, no?"
"Wait no I-"
"So you're saying no to the no which makes it a yes?"
"Huh?" Aneeta's head was spinning from the yes' and no's.
" There's only one thing you can say since I'm not taking 'no' for an answer," Jeremy sighed, shoving his hands into his pockets. "It shouldn't be that hard to say since its only one syllable." Aneeta rolled her eyes, and huffed. I'm not going to get out of this am I?, she thought.
"Yes," she finally said, feeling her face get hot again. Her heart was now fluttering in excitement.
"Great," Jeremy smiled in triumph. "I can walk you home, and we can go over the details." She could only nod, as he lead her down the sidewalk. She could have swore she heard cheers from behind her.
\NMM/
"YES!" Kita shouted from an alleyway just near where Aneeta and Jeremy were standing. She was dancing around in circles, while MAL was gliding around her chanting, "MM! LL! MM! LL!"
"I'm sooooooooooooo happy!" Kita cheered. "Am I a matchmaker or what?"
"Not bad little one," Tiffany nodded. "He wasn't really my type now that I think about it."
"You can think?" Kita teased, and actually sounded like she was teasing.
"Did you just say something that sounded nicer then you usually do around me?" Tiffany asked, noticing it too.
"Yeah, well you seem to be rubbing off on me," she shrugged. "but you're still a Stick."
"What is that?" Tiffany demanded.
"Doesn't matter," she shrugged. "Come on! I'll race you to the station." She took off down the street with MAL just behind her, heading a different way then Jeremy and Aneeta, not wanting to disturb them.
"I can't run in these heels!" Tiffany complained, trying to at least attempt a jog. "Or in this mini skirt!
\NMM/
Preview of Chapter 4:
Mewty and the Beast
Tiffany – Guess what my favorite word in the world is?
Kita – Prada? Gucci?
Tiffany – Shoppingspree!
Aneeta – Um, that's two words.
Tiffany – Whatever. It's still my favorite. So you guys wanna tag along? We could buy you something cute for your date.
Aneeta – You aren't upset about that are you?
Tiffany – Of course not. There's more guys out there than just him.
Kita – I'm suppose to be hanging with my family.
Tiffany – Surely you can miss one day? Please??? It'll give us some girl time!
Kita – I'll see...
Tiffany – YAY! Shopping Spree!!
*Girls transform and pull out weapons*
Wesley – We'll be leaving now.