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I got the name for the chapter from the saying "Small but Mighty". Just thought I'd let you know since it doesn't sound a lot like it.
Also I'm done choosing Mews, so I'm not accepting anymore. Congrads to those whose Mews will be appearing, but never fear those who weren't chosen I've come up with a way to use your Mews in my story. ;) You'll just have to wait and find out how. And no, I will not be revealing whose Mews were chosen. You'll have to wait until they appear.
:P Enjoy
WARNING: Long chapter!
Chapter 5: Small but Mewty
"Rinya," Dlender spoke, looking down on the small Denan in disgust. "You have failed to locate it."
"I'm sorry," she whispered, shivering under her strong gaze, "but those Mews."
"No buts!" Dlender shouted, causing the entire room to shake. "We've been here for one human week. Surely you could have found it by now."
"I-I haven't had a lot of time to spend scouting," she stuttered. "I'm been spending most of my time choosing pets to descend on the area, and trying to think of ways to avoid the Mews. They spoil everything!"
"I don't want to here excuses!" she snapped, pulling her up by one of ponytails. "You are a Denan! We are powerful beings!"
"Not as strong as the Zexice," Rinya grunted, kicking her dangling feet. "That's why we're here aren't we? To find what the Zexice left behind?"
"Don't you smart mouth me!" Dlender growled, venom ripe in her words. She swore at her in their language, and threw her across the room.
"Vlushtim Saths Udhels Lpe..." she chanted, creating light in her clenched fist. Rinya's eyes widened in fear, and she cowered against the wall.
"Yzfums Gdadil Rf-"
"Dlender!" Maken appeared between them, and covered her glowing fist with his.
"Don't waist your strength," he whispered. "She can be punish with other methods."
"Are you going to defy me too?" she spat, not letting the power slip.
"No," he replied. "I'm trying to keep you safe and healthy until we find it. If you use up what power you have left, then you will only perish faster." She glared dangerous daggers at him, but could hear the truth in his words. Dlender calmed down, and the light vanished. She almost collapsed from the great effort it took to summon spell.
"You are now in charge of scouting," she told him, turning her back on them. "and you may take care of Rinya's punishment."
"Yes Dlender," he said, lowering his head. She strutted out of the room without another word.
"Thank you," Rinya whispered, relief on her face.
"Don't thank me," he snapped, glaring at her dangerously. "I'm gonna make you wish she actually disposed of you." Fear took over her expression again, and she shivered uncontrollably.
\NMM/
"I thought flying pigs was ridiculous," Rose sighed. "But flying hamsters? Come one now." Plum and Rose were surrounded by a swarm of hamsters that were buzzing around their heads.
"Jingle Chuck!" Plum whipped out her weapon, and began to whip it around at the flying buzzards.
"Get back!" Rose squeaked whacking one with her microphone. Plum managed to whack quite a few out of the sky.
"This is gonna take too long!" Plum growled. "There's too many!" Rose kicked another in the head with heel of her pump, causing it to disintegrate.
"Not very strong little aliens are they?" Rose said, staring at where the hamster had once been.
"I have an idea!" Aneeta said, stretching out her chuck. She ran over to Rose, and tied the chuck to her hand.
"What are you doing?" Rose gasped.
"I'm gonna whip you up into the air, and you're gonna walk all over these creeps," Plum grinned.
"Can you actually do that?" she panicked. "Are you strong enough? Wont it snap? How will I-" Before she could say anything else, Plum whipped her jingle chuck up, throwing her up into the air. Rose screamed as she was being twirled around in circles. She kicked out her feet in panic, not realizing what she was doing, but managed to hit a hamster every time, lowering their numbers greatly until they were all gone.
"Gotcha!" Plum managed to catch Rose when she was done swinging her chuck around.
"Don't...do...that...again," Rose groaned, holding her head.
"You did great," Plum grinned.
"Thanks for coming," Rose sighed, standing on her own two feet.
"No problem," Plum smiled . "It's what I'm here for right?"
"Yeah, but aren't you afraid of being late for school?" Rose smiled, changing back to her school uniform.
"Crap!" Plum shouted. "I can't get there in 5 minutes Unless...!" She looked over her shoulder at her wings.
"You're on the soccer team," Tiffany pointed out. "You're good at running, so you could sprint all the way there!"
"It would take 10 minutes if I sprinted," Plum sighed, staring at her blankly. "I could use my wings."
"That could work," she nodded. "Then get already! Shoo!" Plum sighed, and took off into the sky. Please let me get there in time, she silently prayed.
\NMM/
I'm so glad I made, Aneeta thought to herself, as she unlocked her locker to her lunch. She had managed to fly all the way to school without gaining any unwanted attention, and get into first period before the bell. It was the fastest she'd ever flown before, and it felt nice defying gravity, and traveling at a fast speed.
"Aneeta!" Aneeta pulled out her boxed lunch and looked down the hall to where she heard her name being called. A cheery girl with mahogany-colored hair that was thick and wavy and rested on her shoulders, was jogging down the hallway, waving excitedly.
"Hey Ammara," she smiled when she came near. "You ready for the game tomorrow?"
"Yeah I am," she nodded stopping just short of knocking her over, "but that's not what I wanna talk to you about."
"What do you want to talk to me about?" Aneeta asked, tilting her head in surprise.
"You and Jeremy!" she cheered, causing a few people to turn their heads. "How come you didn't tell me? I had to hear it from him at kendo practice yesterday." Aneeta had forgotten about that. Ammara was brave enough to be try out for the kendo team, and she actually made it, making her the first girl in Yokota Secondary History, to make the kendo team, or for being allowed for that matter. She had to argue her points to the coach and principal in order to get in. It help that she was a great debater. She was also on Aneeta's soccer team.
"Um, well, I guess it slipped my mind," she shrugged, blushing.
"How could something like that slip your mind?" Ammara demanded, putting her fists on her hips. "You're going out with the coolest guy ever! Well....okay second coolest."
"Does the first happen to be 'Matt'?" Aneeta asked, trying to get the questions away from her.
"How do you know about that?" Ammara gasped, taken by total surprise.
"Well I hear you talk about him enough during practice," Aneeta shrugged.
"True true," she nodded. "Anyways, don't change the subject. You're dating Jeremy!" She couldn't hold back, so she squeezed her tightly in a bear hug.
"Well, we aren't anything official," Aneeta said, blushing even more. "It's just one date."
"Yeah, but then it'll turn into another date, and then another," she grinned. "You two will be so cute! It's about time you got a boyfriend. So he told me about the date you guys planned. I'm sorry, but I must object to the movie you are seeing. You guys should being something romantic, not an action movie like X-Titans. Goodness, guys these days need to be more romantic."
"I'm the one who actually suggested X-titans," Aneeta said, looking down. She thought it would be too weird for them to go see a romantic movie.
"Ohhh," Ammara nodded, looking her up and down. "But still, he should have tried steering you towards a better movie. You made it too easy for him to get the movie he wanted."
"He actually did suggest another movie," Aneeta said, fiddling with her box.
"Wow, it's like you guys switched roles," Ammara laughed. "Usually its the guy who doesn't want to go see a romantic movie." Aneeta shuffled her feet. She was becoming very uncomfortable talking about this.
"Well, sorry to rush off, but I promised I'd go meet some girls at the corner store," she smiled. "I just wanted to get some background information on the situation, and I couldn't really ask him since he was talking to his buddies when I overheard him. He sounds really excited about the date. Good luck to ya." She didn't wait for a reply, but continued on her way down the hall. He's excited?, Aneeta thought, heading for the roof with a smile on her face.
\NMM/
"How?" she huffed, running down the sidewalk. "How could this happen? And to me? ME? This never happens to me! I'm the most punctual person out of my family! How could this happen?" Aneeta was trying her best not trip as she hurried down the street, her hair loose, and tailing behind her. She was wearing the outfit Tiffany picked out for her, minus the orange hat, because they had forgotten to pick one up after the cat incident, so she had on an orange hair band, she was excited, she was nervous, but most of all, she was late. Kita nagged her about it during the whole tutoring session, and on the way home, then her brother took over by following her around when she was getting ready, asking her questions as she went, then her dad overheard and started asking questions. When she thought she was home free, her mom walked in asking why they were following her around. They told her, and then she bombarded her with all her questions and advice, before she was finally able to run out.
It was 5:10, and she was suppose to meet him at 5:00. Guilt was aching her body more than her running. When the street they were suppose to be meeting at came into view, she breathed a sigh in relief, but gasped it in again when she saw he wasn't there. Stopping on the corner, she took the time to catch her breath, and looked around in all directions, but he was no where to be fond.
"I can't believe this," she sighed, leaning against a tree. "What? Is he getting back at me for the festival thing? I thought he was over that. I guess he wasn't. I can't believe I actually thought he wanted to give this another shot. He-"
"Sorry I'm late!" she heard someone shout. Hope fluttered in her chest, as she turned around, and saw Jeremy jogging toward her.
"I'm so sorry I kept you wait," he repeated, stopping in front of her, trying to get back his breath.
"No, its okay," she said. "Um, I was actually late too. I just got here."
"You? Late?" He asked, looked at her bewildered.
"Yeah I know," she chuckled. "Are you hiding something?" She just realized he was holding a hand behind his back.
"The reason I was late," he smiled, holding out a single yellow rose. Aneeta could only stare at it, her mouth open slightly.
"The red rose is kinda cliché so I thought I'd go with a yellow one since it looks nice with your hair," he explained. "Which you happen to have out today. It looks nice."
"O-oh, um th-thank you," she stammered, finally taking the rose, and not looking him in the eye. "I-I mean, for the rose, and the hair compliment."
"No problem," he smiled again. "You should leave it out more often. It looks really nice."
"You mean you like it down?" Aneeta almost gasped.
"Yeah," he nodded. That's exactly what Tiffany said, she thought. Wow, she really does know guys.
"I hope this doesn't make us late for the movie," he said, quickly checking his watch. "We've got 20 minutes 'til it starts. Shouldn't take too long to walk there. If we have to, I could always give you a piggy back and run the rest of the way." Aneeta wasn't sure how to respond to that, but nodded. She held the rose with both hands, and kept it close to her face, so she could smell it as they made there way toward the theater. He gave me a rose..., she thought sweetly.
"You really sure about going to see X_Titans?" he asked, looking a little uncertain. "There's other movies out too." Aneeta thought back to what Ammara said. Should we go and see something else?, she thought.
"Actually...,"she said, trying to think of what other movies were out. "Isn't that one romantic comedy out?"
"My Step Sister's Diary?" he asked.
"Yeah, I think that's the one," she nodded.
"It's a comedy yeah, but its more of a Chick Flick than romantic," he explained, with a smile. "So it's a Chick Flick Comedy." She couldn't help but laugh.
"We could go see that one if you want," he said.
"But you just said it was a Chick Flick."
"I don't mind going to see it," he shrugged. "It's up to you." Should we?, Aneeta thought. It's the first time I've ever went to the movies with someone other than my family, and I'm going with a BOY! I figured I wouldn't feel awkward at all if my attention is hooked to an action packed film. This movie may have romantic scenes, and what if there's no one else in the theater? What if we sit in the back???
"Um, sure," she smiled nervously. "We could go see that one."
"Okay," he nodded, checking his watch again. "Unfortunately that movie is gonna start in 10 minutes, so looks like we got book it." WHAT!?!?! she screamed internally. Did he have this planned out from the beginning? He must have if he knew when another movie started. He turned around so his back was to her, and bent over, ready for her to climb on. Aneeta hesitated. I have to get on his back..., she thought,...and he's gotta hold me up....and he'll be touching my bare legs...damn this dress! I should have worn jeans! She gulped down an anxious lump that appeared in her throat, and reluctantly climbed onto his back. He stood up faster then she thought he would, and she nearly fell off, so she quickly wrapped her arms around his neck.
"Don't choke me now," he laughed, his hands cupped around behind her knees. Aneeta blushed, and loosened her grip. He touching my legs!, she freaked silently.
"Don't fall now," he grinned, taking off down the sidewalk, zig-zaging through people.
\NMM/
They were about half an hour into the movie, and it actually wasn't that bad. There were some funny parts, and nothing majorly romantic or anything to Aneeta's relief. She didn't want any popcorn, but she did have small drink, which Jeremy had offered to pay for, along with his own drink and a medium sized popcorn. Every so often he'd offer her some popcorn, but she'd turn it away. She decided to rest her hand on the armrest, the arm rest between her and Jeremy. A few minutes later she felt his hand touch hers, and she jerked it away instantly, her heart pounding.
"Oh, I'm sorry," He looked a little surprised. "Didn't see your hand there."
"I-it's okay," she stammered. Of course he knew my hand was there!, she shouted silently. He tried to hold my hand! ACK! Why did I pull my hand away? Wait to go Aneeta! She felt her face getting hot again, and was thankful that the theater was dark. Without warning she felt a light pop on the sides of her head and back. What the...?, she thought.
"Is there something on your head?" he asked, reaching out and almost touching her bat ears.
"Oh ho, its nothing," she quickly said, shooting up from her seat and nearly spilling her pop.
"Um, I've gotta go to the bathroom!" she replied nervously, a little too loud, placing a hand on her head, hopefully concealing her ears. "I'll be right back!"
"SH!" people around them hissed. Aneeta dropped her drink in a cup holder, put her rose on her seat and dashed out of the theater, her hands on her head. Good thing she had the jacket on, or her wings would have stuck out completely as well. She ran out into the lobby, and felt a major heading coming on.
"Not again!" she grumbled, running into the bathroom. Locking herself in one of the stalls, and the full effects hit her. She could here everything again. She could here screams of fear from one of the theaters, laughter springing from another, and she could here people criticizing a movie from the back row. Surprisingly, she could here Jeremy. He was talking to himself in a low mumble.
"I hope I didn't scare her off," he sighed, gnawing on a couple popcorn kernels. "Maybe I shouldn't have tried to hold her hand. I hope she didn't just use going to the bathroom as an excuse to ditch, like Tiffany did. I hope she comes back."
"Go away stupid headache," Aneeta groaned holding her head. She suddenly felt bad. She didn't want him thinking all that. She was just dealing with a little more than other girls her age did. Like heightened hearing, that cause her major migraines, and animal parts popping out. It took a few more antagonizing minutes before it finally went away, and her ears returned to normal. She quickly left the bathroom, and headed back into the theater. Anxiously, Aneeta walked down the isle Jeremy was seated in, and saw he finished the rest of his popcorn, because his hands were empty, and one was rested on the armrest between their seats. Stay calm, she thought to herself. Just stay calm. Taking a deep breath, she tried to settle her thudding heat.
"Sorry about that," she smiled. "I guess I drank too much, too fast." Jeremy only smiled at her and as he moved his hand from the arm rest, she caught it with hers, and interlocked their fingers. She felt her face get hot again, and faced forward, but out of the corner of her eye, she saw a surprised look on Jeremy's face.
"S-so what did I miss?" she stuttered slightly, trying to keep her cool.
"Well," Jeremy began, sounding happy.
Little did they know, sitting a few rows behind them was MAL. She had followed them the entire way here, with the intention to help their date go well. Sitting in the theater, she saw no opportunity to really help, so she helped herself to some snacks. She was sitting in an extra large bag of popcorn, eating small pawfuls of popcorn, and drinking from an extra large straw that she didn't have to lean over to use. Eliot and Wesley didn't give her any taste buds yet, but she enjoyed the hour and a half of leisure. She didn't digest food either, but it was disintegrated instantly once it reached the area her stomach would have been. When the movie was over, she ditched her post and food to follow Aneeta and Jeremy closely.
\NMM/
Aneeta was so happy. She couldn't remember the last time she was this happy. The date was turning out pretty good. After the movie, they walked to this new diner a few blocks down, holding hands the whole way. It was a very small place. There were a few booths inside, and plenty of tables with umbrellas outside. She and Jeremy sat outside, and MAL perched at the top of their umbrella.
"You can order anything you like," Jeremy smiled, looking at his menu. "It's on me."
"I've got money," Aneeta said. "I could pay for myself."
"Yeah, but I'm the one who asked you out," he explained, "so it's only polite to pay for the meal." I can't let him pay for everything, she thought. "I have to come up with a compromise.
"Alright, then I'll pay for dessert," she nodded. "and don't say you've got it covered too, because I'm feeling bad about you paying for everything." Jeremy thought about it for a few seconds, looking straight into her eyes the entire time. Aneeta did her best to keep up her gaze, and not look away in nervousness. In those few seconds, she saw him in a whole new way. He had a really handsome face, and his hair seemed to frame it well. His bangs stopped just above his eyes, but below his eyebrows, accenting the bright look of his blue eyes.
"Deal," he finally said. She only nodded, looking down at her menu, butterflies in her stomach.
Up above, MAL was listening in on their conversation, and an idea popped into her head. She clapped her paws excitedly, but stayed where she was, waiting for the right moment. Down below, the two of them were making small talk, talking about family, school, the sports teams they were on, even about the Cafe. When the waiter finally brought the Fish and Chips Aneeta ordered, and the hamburger Jeremy ordered, MAL put her plan into action.
Staying above the umbrellas, she leaped from table to table, making her way to the doorway leading inside. She waited for a waiter to enter before she swooped in, hiding behind a plant's leaves. Keeping low to the ground, she left her hiding spot, zooming across the room right into the kitchen, and perched at the top of a shelf. A ton of scenarios of how to operate her plan flew through her mind within a second, and she chose the best one. As soon as the cook turned his back, she dove down and snatched a serving tray, heaving it up to the top of the tray. She spun back around again, and picked up a pen and napkin before returning to the shelf. With the pen in both of her paws, she fumbled to write down the table number on the napkin. A waiter came in with an order for some sundaes, and the cook went right to making them. He made them quickly, and placed them on trays. When he turned around again, MAL carried her tray down, and placed it with the others. She managed to move two sundaes onto her tray, and throw down some money Wesley had her carry, and hide before another waiter came in. Without even looking at the tray, the waiter picked up MAL's tray and went out into the lobby, with MAL following. It was there he checked the napkin, but didn't notice the money. He only shrugged and MAL sneaked out and perched on their umbrella again, and watched as the waiter came up to them.
"Your dessert," He announced, placing each sundae in front of them. They were barely half way done their meals.
"We didn't order these," Jeremy informed him.
"Well it..." the waiter looked at the tray again, and his eyes widened when he saw the money. He looked back at them with a quick smile and tilted the tray so they couldn't see it.
"On the house," he said, bowing his head before taking off.
"Wow," Jeremy laughed. "Looks like there's a higher power trying to keep you from paying."
"I'll just tip the waiter then," she shrugged. She ditched the rest of her fries, and went right for the strawberry sundae.
"MMM!" MAL cheered, clapping her paws and twirling on the umbrella.
"Not bad," Aneeta smiled amusingly, "but not as good as Wesley's."
"That's not biased at all," Jeremy said sarcastically.
"Just because I work there doesn't mean I have to like their food," she said waving her spoon at him. "Jay like the cake didn't he?"
"He's a kid," he pointed out. "Kids like anything if it has chocolate in it."
"That's true," she agreed giggling.
"You act so much differently then you do at school," he smiled, watching her with his head in his hand. He mentioned that back at the museum, she thought.
"Is that a good thing?" She asked, feeling self conscious.
"I'd say its a good thing," he replied. "Your showing another side of yourself. At school you have this powerful presence. You're so calm and collected, and business-like, and a lot of people admire that."
"A-admired?" Aneeta's mouth dropped open in surprise.
"Of course," he said looking at her a little confused. "A lot of girls say how much they'd like to be like you. You get amazing grades, you're talented, and you went to Tokyo for a literary competition! They also say you're a bit intimidating."
"ME?" She squeaked, unsure if she heard him right. "How am I intimidating?"
"Like I said you have a powerful presence," he shrugged. "I guess it just translates to some people as intimidation. And makes it hard for them to approach you." That could also be why I don't have friends at school, she thought, stirring her spoon in the sundae.
"But outside of school, you seem more open, with less of a guard," he said still looking at her. "You also seem happier, and vulnerable to your surroundings, and I have to say red is a nice color on you." Aneeta blinked at him confused, and looked down at herself to make sure.
"I'm not even wearing red," she replied.
"No, but you blush quite a lot," he grinned playfully. Aneeta could feel her face getting hot again, so she looked down, hoping she could hide her face with her hair. He noticed...., she thought, feeling very embarrassed.
"I can add to the list of things I like about you."
"List?" she whispered in astonishment, not thinking he'd hear her.
"Oh, well, um..." his voice trailed off and Aneeta looked up to see him looking slightly embarrassed. She couldn't help but smile.
Up on the umbrella, MAL was doing a victory dance, doing little pirouettes, moon walking, a few disco moves, and other random moves. She got too close to the edge though, and her wings didn't open fast enough, so she fell. She fell just as a waiter was walking by with slices of pie on it. She hit the edge of the tray, causing it to flip off of the waiter's hand. MAL fell flat on her face, and the pie slices landed on Aneeta's back.
"AH!" she gasped in surprise.
"I am so sorry!" the waiter apologized. "Something knocked-" He looked around to find what hit the tray, but there was nothing out of the ordinary. MAL had quickly scurried under the nearest table to avoid being scene.
"Next time carry it with two hands," Jeremy snapped. He was up and using napkins to wipe the pie out of Aneeta's hair.
"I-I'll get some paper towels," the waiter stammered, running inside. Aneeta just sat there, shoulders slumped, unsure of what to say.
"Well the pie only got in your hair," Jeremy informed her, gathering her hair in his hands. "You're clothes were saved." Yay, she thought unenthusiastically. That's what I get for wearing my hair out. Why'd I listen to Tiffany? This is going to take forever to fix... They waiter returned with paper towels. Jeremy used them to continue cleaning off her hair as best he could.
"Y-you don't have to do that," she stammered nervously. It felt nice having him run his fingers through her hair though.
"It's alright," he replied. "It's practically all out now, but it left your hair sticky."
"Great," she sighed out loud.
"Again, I am very sorry," the waiter apologized again, bowing his head.
"It's okay," she smiled. "Things like this happen." She took off her hairband, seeing no point in wearing it anymore.
Under the table, MAL sulked feeling awful. Looking at the commotion she caused made her feel guilty and horrible for messing up Aneeta's date. She rubbed her face with her paws shamefully before flying away.
\NMM/
"Today was ...eventful," Jeremy grinned. It was just past 8:30, and they were nearing Aneeta's house.
"Yeah," she replied, chuckling nervously. She had her rose in one hand, his hand in the other, and her hair up in a sticky ponytail. Besides the few mishaps, like running out of the movie, and getting pie spilled on her, she actually enjoyed herself.
"I had fun," she smiled.
"Me too," he smiled in agreement. "I guess now's a good a time as any to ask you on a second date?"
"Yeah, a second date sounds great!" she said with more excitement then she thought she would, and blushed slightly when she realized it.
"Do you know when you're free next?" he asked, looking very happy. They now stood outside her house.
"Not really," she replied scratching her head. "Tomorrow's the soccer game, Thursday I was spending time with Jay, Friday's work, and all weekend I have soccer and work..." She felt bad having such a crammed schedule.
"It's okay," he shrugged., with a look of understanding. "We'll see each other at school, and we could have lunch together."
"Yeah," she nodded, still feeling bad. Hmmm..., she thought. Maybe...
"Soccer practice doesn't start until 11:00 on Saturday," she said. "Maybe we could get breakfast?"
"That's sounds good," he nodded, his expression becoming lighter. "Well I guess I'll see you at school tomorrow.
"Yeah," she replied, not sure of what else to say. Oh my goodness!, she freaked. This is the part where the guys usually kisses the girl goodnight! But what about the no-kissing-on-the-first-date rule? My mom told me I should follow it? Should I? Should I tell him that I wanna follow the rule? Is it even an official rule? Will he think I'm a baby? Will it push him away? Aneeta felt her heart rate pick up as these thoughts raced through her mind. Instead of leaning over and kissing her like she envisioned, he lifted her hand he was holding up to his lips, and lightly kissed it, not taking his eyes off of her. Aneeta couldn't exactly categories the look in his eyes, but it made her heart skip a beat, and her face burn up.
"Good night Aneeta," he smiled handsomely, before making his way down the street. She could only stare after him, her mouth hanging open. It took her a good ten seconds before she could finally move again. She realized she was holding her breath, and knew she'd explode if she let it out. Dashing down the small walkway leading to her house, she jumped up the few steps to the front door, and fumbled with her keys to get the door open. When she finally found the right key, she shoved it into the door, and rushed inside, slamming the door behind her.
"AHHHH!" she screamed utter happiness. "YAY! YAY! YAY! YAY! He likes me! He really likes me! And we held hands! He kissed my hand! Oh how gentlemanly! I don't think I'll ever wash this hand again! And he gave me a rose! Such a beautiful rose! EEEEEEEE!" She was now dancing around, when she heard someone clear their throat. She froze in mid leap, and turned toward her family, who were now standing in the hallway, looking at her with various looks.
"H-hey there!" she grinned nervously, whipping her head.
"You are such a girl," Jay sighed, looking very annoyed with her.
"Honey, why does your hair look stiff?" Georgia asked, cocking an eyebrow.
"I'm gonna go take a shower," she chirped, taking the stairs by two. "Good to be home!"
"What do you think happened?" Denis asked, staring up the stairs after her.
"I don't wanna know," Jay said, sticking out his tongue. "I can't believe she's a normal girl that gets giddy over guys. If I knew this was going to happen, I wouldn't have taken Jeremy to the Cafe."
"So you set this up?" Georgia asked, looking at him with curiosity. Jay looked up at her, then over at his dad.
"I'm gonna put myself to bed!" he grinned, running for the stairs. "No need to tuck me in!"
\NMM/
"I'm here!" Kita announced, walking into the cafe. She barely made it int two steps before being hit in the chest by a speeding MAL.
"Whoa!" she cried, stumbling back a step.
"What's wrong MAL?"
"MMM! LLL!" She cried, hugging her tightly. "LLLLLLLLLLL!"
"Okay settle down," Kita sighed, going over to a table. She placed her bag on it and sat MAL next to it.
"Alright, take a deep breath and explain slowly," Kita instructed, seating herself at the table. MAL took in the instructed deep breath, and jumped onto her feet.
"MM, MM!" Mal began, by spinning around and showing her newly grown bat ears, then spun again and her ears went back to cat ears, but her hair was now a rich brown.
"Alright something to do with Aneeta and Jeremy," Kita said, understanding her. "I'm guessing it's about their date yesterday?" MAL nodded, and continued explaining the events of yesterday in the same matter. She was even imitated the waiter when he walked by Aneeta, and reenacted her epic fall. She even showed how Jeremy cleaned the pie out of Aneeta's hair.
"Awwwww!" Kita cooed. "What an amazing date! You should have stuck around to find out how it ended." MAL slapped herself in the face with her paw.
"Yeah, I know, you feel guilty about spilling pie on Aneeta," Kita smiled sweetly. "But don't you see? By doing that, you had Jeremy get closer to her, and even touch her hair! He was probably itching to touch it, and you gave him the perfect excuse to!" MAL thought about this, and saw where she was going.
"And it probably gave Aneeta goosebumps of excitement when he did," she grinned. "So some good came out of your mistake. So, don't beat yourself up about it. And kudos on the sundae idea. It was really clever."
"MMM!" MAL giggled.
"You can understand all of that?" Kita turned around and saw Tiffany standing in the doorway.
"Yeah," Kita nodded.
"I got a headache just hearing to her, let alone trying to figure out what she meant," she groaned, holding her head.
"Well if you spent more time with her maybe you pick up on what she's saying," Kita said, picking up her bag. "On second thought, I don't think you could. You hardly understand what I say most of the time."
"Oh, migraine!" Tiffany complained, not picking up on what she said.
"Or even listen," she sighed.
"I hate migraines," she huffed. "They are so ugly." Kita rolled her eyes, and MAL mimicked her.
"Oh yeah," Kita gasped. "I want to ask Eliot something." Sh hurried into the kitchen with MAL zooming behind her, and Tiffany reluctantly following.
"Oh, hey Wesley," she waved excitedly.
"Oh, good afternoon," he greeted, preparing a cake.
"I'll ask you instead, since you are more likely to say yes," she grinned, skipping over to him.
"Okay, shoot," he smiled.
"You know how Aneeta's game is today, and it's in the field behind the cafe?" she began, shifting from one foot to the other in anticipation. "Well, I was thinking we could serve people outside today! So people can enjoy an afternoon snack and watch the game! It'll bring in great crowds for our business and spectators for the game!" Her eyes sparkled in excitement, and she felt as if she was going to burst.
"That's a great idea," Wesley replied, looking excited himself.
"YAY!" Kita cheered bouncing around the kitchen.
"What's a great idea?" Eliot asked, coming up from the basement.
"We're gonna serve people outside at the soccer game!" Kita shouted, hugging him.
"Oh really?" he smirked. "Then who's gonna take out tables?"
"What?" she cried.
"You don't expect our customers to sit on the ground do you?" he questioned, cocking an eyebrow.
"Awwww," Kita slid to the floor in sudden depression.
"I just got a fresh manicure," Tiffany informed them, holding her hands out. "I'm not carrying anything."
"Poopy on your nails!" Kita growled, depression gone and shoving her back out into the lobby.
\NMM/
As usual, Aneeta was the first to arrive at the field. She wasn't sure how she could keep her head straight during the game. Her mind kept wandering to the day before. She barely had any sleep last night too. One, because she had another super hearing headache, the other was because of her excitement. She was nervous and excited about seeing him at school, but she didn't' really get a chance. His kendo practice ran late, but she managed to get in a morning greeting, and at lunch Ammara snatched her away and had her tell her and some other team members about the date. After school she had to rush to get Jay and get home to get ready for the soccer game, so she didn't see him then either, even on her way to Jay's school. So she had the heavy weight of disappointment on her shoulders as well. She even wore her hair down for once.
"Hey Aneeta!" she heard someone shout. She looked toward the Cafe and say Kita and Tiffany carrying a table.
"Hey!" Aneeta waved, jogging over. "What are you doing?"
"We're gonna serve people at the game today," Kita grinned, putting down the table.
"And we've gotta do the grunt work," Tiffany whined. "Look! The polish is chipped! She stuck her index finger in Aneeta's face.
"Oh quit your complaining," Kita stuck her tongue out at her.
"This manicure coast me over 3000 yen!" she snapped. "And I can't set up another appointment until next week."
"So you guys are going to carry everything yourself?" Aneeta asked, ignoring the nail issue.
"Yup," Kita nodded, dropping it as well. "At the rate we're going it'll take forever."
"Oh! Tell us about your date!" Tiffany giggled, forgetting about her nail as well.
"Yeah!" Kita agreed with a huge grin. "How'd it go?"
"Well," Aneeta began, her face getting at little red. "It was amazing and...eventful."
"Eventful doesn't sound good," Tiffany glared at her disapprovingly. "Tell us about the eventful stuff first."
"Well, we were in the middle of the movie theater," she started. "At one point I freaked out because he tried to hold my hand, and my bat ears and wings popped out."
"Oh my gosh!" Kita gasped.
"Yeah," she nodded. "i quickly got out of there because I felt a headache coming. I told him I had to go to the bathroom."
"You don't tell a guy that!" Tiffany shouted. "Especially straight out like that! He'll think you're ditching him. And why would you get worked up over him holding your hand? It's not like he tried to make out with you or something." Aneeta blushed in embarrassment.
"So what else happened?" Kita pressed, giving Tiffany a hard look. Aneeta then told them about "The Flying Pie" incident, which Tiffany showed more disappointment toward, and Kita didn't look too surprised, but laughed just the same. She went on to tell them about the good aspects, like the rose, finally holding hands, and the things they talked about, which had Kita awing, and Tiffany finally smiling. She didn't, however, tell them about the piggyback, because she figured Tiffany would scold her again, and say something about guys making up excuses just to touch you and stuff.
"But what about when he walked you home?" Kita demanded, becoming impatient. "What happened?"
"Well, we made plans for a breakfast date on Saturday," Aneeta grinned for the nth time, "and he kissed my hand when he said good bye."
"AWWWW!" Kita squealed. "That's old-school romantic!"
"That is a good sign," Tiffany nodded. "It shows he's got respect for you. Either that or he's just playing with your head." Aneeta blinked at her blankly.
"Don't freak her out," Kita snapped defensively. "Of course he's got respect for her. She's great! And he's great! You're MFEO!"
"MFEO?" Tiffany and Aneeta repeated looking at her with strange looks.
"Made for each other," she grinned.
"We've only been on one date," Aneeta said, blushing again.
"Oh you guys are great together," Kita grinned. "No worries. I see you guys lasting a long time."
"Oh, and you're suddenly an expert?" Tiffany asked, putting a hand on her hip.
"Nope," she smiled shamelessly. "But I've got a gut!" Aneeta couldn't help but smile.
"Hey, looks like most of your team is here," Kita pointed behind her. Aneeta turned around to see girls dressed in the same green and purple uniforms as she was.
"And we still gotta move all those tables," Tiffany cried. "My poor nails!"
"Actually, I just came up with a great idea," Aneeta grinned proudly. "It can help you guys move those tables and chairs out here."
"Really?" Tiffany gasped, looking at her as if she were a savior.
"Yup," she nodded, turning around and heading back to the field. "Hey Coach!"
\NMM/
The lobby of the Cafe was cleaned out within 10 minutes thanks to the soccer team. Aneeta had asked her couch if they could help move furniture outside for spectators/customers. She said it could help toward their jogging warm ups. The coach thought it was a good idea and agreed. Grabbing the last chair Aneeta headed for the door, when she was intercepted by MAL.
"Oh, hey MAL," she smiled. "Are you gonna- Hey what's wrong?" MAL was looking at her teary-eyed.
"What's wrong?" she asked again, seating herself on the chair.
"MM! LLLLL!" she wailed, hugging her neck. "LLLL! MMM!"
"I'm sorry I don't understand you," she sighed. "I sure wish Eliot would give you a voice box." MAL floated back so she could see her face.
"LLL," she said, and a pie appeared in her hand. "MM," she took a few strands of Aneeta's hair in the other, and held them close together.
"Pie...and my hair," Aneeta said out loud. "How do you know about that? I just told Kita and Tiffany about it. MAL made a downwards motion with one paw, and threw the pie to the side.
"Wait...," Aneeta said, catching on. "It was you who knocked the pie out of the waiter's hand?"
"MAL," she nodded shamefully. "LL! MM!" She put her paws together, and stared at her with watery, pleading eyes.
"Of course I'll forgive you," Aneeta smiled. "It was only an accident."
"LLL!" MAL cried, hugging her tightly.
"I'm gonna go out on a limb here, and say you were also the one who got us the sundaes," she smiled.
"MAL!" she grinned, giving her a small solute.
"That was a very kind gesture," Aneera said. "Thank you, but I'd appreciate for my next date, you'd stay behind."
"LL," MAL chuckled, scratching her head.
"Aneeta!" Kita stuck her head into the empty cafe. "You're team is looking for you. I suppose MAL told you huh?"
"So that's why you didn't look surprised," Aneeta laughed.
"Yeah, she came to me this morning, and told me all about it," Kita nodded. "Come on MAL, we could use your self with organizing the seating. Your good with that stuff right."
"MMM!" She nodded, giving her a salute.
\NMM/
"Come on dad!" Jay urged, jumping out of the car. "I think it's started already."
"I'm coming," Denis laughed, getting the lawn chairs from the trunk. "You go on ahead and find us a spot."
"Okay," He nodded, running on ahead through the trees. Sure enough, the crowd was cheering, and the girls were running down the field with the ball. There were a bunch of tables set up with people sitting at them, being served by Aneeta's friends. That's a cool idea, he thought running past them.
"Dang it," Jay huffed, reaching a bunch of people seated in lawn chairs of their own.
"Don't worry, no one's scored yet," someone said next to him. He looked and saw Jeremy sitting there.
"Oh hey," he smiled. "How's it going?"
"Not bad," Jeremy said. "You do the assignment I gave you?"
"Yeah," he huffed. "Aneeta had me do it."
"That's just like her," he smiled.
"So how'd your date go yesterday?" Jay asked abruptly.
"Didn't she tell you about it?" he wondered, cocking an eyebrow.
"It was hard to understand her through all of her squealing," Jay shrugged. Oh shoot, he thought. Maybe I shouldn't have said that.
"I just wanted to hear it from a guy's perspective," Jay quickly said when he saw Jeremy's smile grow.
"Perspective?" he laughed. "Wow you really are Aneeta's brother."
"Yeah," he sighed.
"Who's your friend?" Denis asked, coming over with their lawn chairs.
"This is Jeremy," Jay said. "He's my tutor, and he's the one who went out with Aneeta yesterday."
"Jeremy Dowy," Jeremy said formally, and standing up to shake his hand.
"Very nice to meet you," Denis smiled, returning the hand shake. "I heard things went well yesterday."
"Oh great," Jay mumbled, unfolding his lawn chair. "Aneeta's not gonna be to happy about this."
"Well, besides her get pie in her hair, yeah, it went really well," he nodded.
"So that's what happened," he said, seating himself in his chair, and Jeremy did the same. "She was too embarrassed to talk about it, and thought something bad had happened, but when I thought otherwise when she was singing in the shower." Jay slapped himself in the forehead.
"She never sings in the shower," Denis laughed. "So it was a surprising first. She isn't the best at it, but she at least isn't tone deaf."
"Aneeta's gonna hide in a cave and never come out again," Jay mumbled, as his dad went on and on.
\NMM/
"Alright girls," Coach Brinks said, bringing the girls in for a close huddle. The game was almost done, and it was still 0-0. Aneeta took in deep breaths, and squirted a water bottle over her head.
"We've only got 5 minutes to score," she continued. "Here's what we're gonna do." While Brinks went on into her detailed plan, Aneeta was half listening and surveying the crowd. They had a large turn out, which was thanks to Kita's brilliant idea. All of the tables were filled, and many even just pulled their lawn chairs over and sat in small circle, not minding to put their plate in their laps. She looked around to finds her brother. He'd come to every game, whether her parents had joined or not. She spotted him, and smiled, but it faded when she saw her father talking breezily with Jeremy.
Oh god, she thought. Oh god! He;'s talking to him! They're talking to each other! He's probably telling him stuff about me! Embarrassing stuff about my childhood no doubt. Goodness, we've only been on one date! Why is everyone making a big deal out of ONE date? She got pulled back into the huddle when her name was mentioned, and she took in her instructions. She was still freaking out when she got back onto the field about her dad and Jeremy talking, and she missed the throw in, when the ball came at her.
\NMM/
"Oh no!" Kita gasped, watching what happened. "I think Aneeta's loosing momentum!"
"No, it's because of that," Tiffany said, pointing over at Jeremy talking with an adult. "She's freaking out about Jeremy talking with her dad. Having your boyfriend meet your parents can be really nerve-wracking, but having him meet him this soon, and without her there to steer her father from embarrassing conversations makes it even worse."
"She freaks out about a lot huh?" Kita said, looking sympathetic. "We need to do something!"
"Do what?" Tiffany asked.
"I don't know," Kita shouted, "but we gotta do something! She's not focusing on the game, and her team may lose because of it! It's up to us to save the day!"
"How?" Tiffany sighed, folding her arms.
"I don't know," Kita groaned, sinking to the floor.
"MMMMM!" MAL flew in she thought she felt a mew nearby, and wanted to tell them.
"What do we do?" Kita cried. "The team's future depends on us!"
"No need to be so dramatic," Tiffany sighed, rolling her eyes.
"MMM!" MAL cried disparately, she waved her paws up and down trying to gain their attention.
"Oh MAL," Kita sniffed, finally looking at her. "What are we-?" Seeing her wave her hands around gave her an idea.
"I'm got it!" Kita cheered, springing to her feet. "I'm gonna need your skills Tiffany, and your cuteness MAL." She took the two and ran back to the cafe.
\NMM/
"You getting too tired?" Ammara asked, running over to Aneeta when the ball flew out of bounds.
"No, I-I'm okay," she huffed, shaking her head.
"We don't have much time left," she said, putting a hand on her shoulder. "We're gonna pull the triple. Can you handle being number 3?"
"I-"
"Go Aneeta!" she heard from the sidelines. She looked over and say Tiffany and Kita holding green and purple pompoms. MAL was standing on the ground in front of them, dressed in a green and purple cheer leading outfit, waving her own pompoms as if she was a mechanical toy.
"What a cute doll," Ammara laughed. "So you gonna be 3?" Aneeta smiled again at her friends, before turning to her teammate.
"Actually, I'll be two," she said. "Cho can be 3."
"You sure?" she asked, cocking an eyebrow.
"Yup," she nodded. "Let's do this." The two of them set off to their spots on the field. The ball was thrown in, and Ammara brought it up the field, zipping past a couple girls before passing it up to Cho. Aneeta moved up near the goal. Cho passed it back to Ammara who kicked it up, and headbutted it over to Aneeta when she got close. Aneeta hit it up with her knee, and bicycle kicked it at the goal, purposely aiming for the goal post. The goalie had dove for the ball, when it hit off of the post, leaving the rest of the net open, and Cho was there ready to receive the ball when it came back down, and kicked it into the net. The crowd erupted into a frenzy of cheers. Aneeta rolled off of her sore back, and was almost knocked over again by Ammara and Cho.
"We did it! We did it!" They shouted, jumping up and down. The referee blew his whistle signaling the end of the game, and the rest of the team stampeded onto the field, joining the huddle.
"Good job girls!" Coach Brinks shouted over the shrieks and cheers. The finals are a week from today in Kyoto. Rest up, and be ready to do some hard training on the weekend."
"We're going to Kyoto!" Cho cheered.
"Booya!' Ammara laughed. Aneeta finally got out of the group huddle, and ran over to the Mews.
"Way to go Aneeta!" Kita giggled, jumping up and hugging her with not just her arms, but her legs too.
"Thanks," Aneeta laughed, almost falling over. "Where'd you get the pompoms."
"A girl has her secrets," Tiffany smiled, looking as if it was nothing. "And I had designed a cute cheer leading outfit a while ago, and was so glad to finally put it in use."
"You design stuff?" Aneeta said.
"Of course," she nodded. "I carry my sketchbook everywhere with me."
"MM! MM! MM! MM!" MAL cheered buzzing up over their heads.
"You look so cute MAL," Aneeta grinned.
"LL," she grinned.
"Yay Aneeta!" Jay jumped up on her head, and this time she actually did fall to the ground with the elementary kids still clinging to her.
"I can't breath!" She gasped, trying to get back her breath. She was laughing so hard. Kita laughed as well, and she and Jay finally untangled themselves. Tiffany was now holding MAL, how was pretending to be stuffed.
"That was so sick!" Jay cheered. "That kick thingy you did was off the hook!"
"That was really impressive," Jeremy nodded.
"Th-thanks," she stuttered, and to no one's surprise(besides her father) she turned red.
"Wow," Denis said, looking surprised. "I haven't seen you this red since Jamie pulled down your you at the family reunion when you were 10."
"DAD!" Aneeta screeched in embarrassment, feeling her face get even hotter.
"You should have heard all the things he was saying," Jay whispered to her.
"Aw!" Kita laughed. "I'd-" Tiffany shoved a hand over her mouth.
"We've gotta go bring the tables back inside," She smiled. "Sorry to leave so fast."
"I-I'll come with you guys," Aneeta stammered, rushing over to the pink furniture. She grabbed two chairs and lugged them toward the cafe. Why do I have to have a dad like that?, she thought. Why couldn't I have a dad who is all tough, and interrogates guys instead of leaking embarrassing stuff about me?
"Hey," a voice jogged up, and fell into stride next to her. She didn't have to look up to know it was Jeremy, who was carrying chairs.
"Hey," she mumbled, not looking. She felt soembarassed.
"You're upset about what he said," He said it as a statement. "Yeah, dad's can be embarrassing like that sometimes. Mine can be sometimes. Like he always mentions this one time back when I was on a kids' baseball team. I was going out to bat, when my mom came up to the edge of the bleachers yelling 'JerryBear! You forgot your lucky underwear!'." Aneeta snorted, and had to stop walking.
"She..actually said that?" Aneeta laughed, holding her stomach.
"Yeah," Jeremy sighed, but with a smile. "It was so embarrassing. My dad had told her not to come to any games, because he knew she'd do something like that. Now he brings it up whenever someone mentions me being in baseball." Aneeta covered her mouth, and she couldn't hold back her laughs.
"What did you do?" she gasped, trying to get her breath back.
"Well, I almost ran back into the dugout," he shrugged. "My dad forced me to go back out there, and I ended up striking out anyways. My mom scolded me after saying I struck out because I wasn't wearing my lucky underwear. My teammates picked on me about it for many years after that. And some still do today."
"You actually had a pair of lucky underwear?" she snickered, hoping she didn't sound too rude.
"Of course," Jeremy said, looking proud. "It's every kid's dream to have a "luck something", and mine just happened to be my red spotted underwear." Aneeta couldn't help but laugh even louder.
"I take it you don't feel so bad now about being embarrassed now?" he asked with a smile.
"Not as much no," she giggled, whipping her eye. She could have sworn she was starting to cry. "But I do feel better."
"That's good. But wow, what a game," he said, changing the subject. "You guys did really well."
"Thanks," she grinned, picking up the chairs again and noticing. "I'll come to your next baseball game, so I can see how you do without your lucky underwear."
"What makes you think is still don't wear them?" he asked, with a smirk.
"Eww!" Aneeta giggled.
\AN/
Yes, I do own X-Titans, it is my own comic/video game/movies series that I created for my FanFics. If you are interested in knowing more about it, I mention it a lot in my Fic: Sailor Electra. I didn't even realize how close the name is to X-men until today. :P But it is no where close to the same theme as X-men. Yes, I made up the other movie My Step Sister's Diary. I came up with in in like 10 seconds. :P
Also, this won't be my only pairing, I have others planned as well. XD I hope you liked it!
Disclaimer: I got MFEO from the Barbie Mermaidia movie. I love barbie! XD
Preview of Chapter 6:
Weekend Amewsment
Kita – ARCADE! I'm going to the Arcade!
*silence follows*
Kita – Hey where is everyone? Doesn't anyone care I'm going to the Arcade this weekend?
Girl – I do. I'm going too.
Kita – Oh! What are you doing here? This is for Mews only.
Girl – Some guy with blonde hair said I could come in here.
Kita – That means you're a Mew! Sweet! What's your name?
Girl – I'm-
Tiffany & Aneeta – NO!!!
*Run in and cover Girl's mouth*
Aneeta – You can't say yet!
Tiffany – Yeah, I wasn't mentioned before I appeared, so no special treatment for you!
Girl – Sorry. I didn't mean-
Kita – It's okay. Welcome to the Mews!
\AN/
Who could it possibly be????? *scratches chin* Stay tuned to find out. XD