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Enjoy.
WARNING: Not much really happens in this chapter now that I've read it over, well besides the new Mew that is. :P
Chapter 6: Weekend Amewsment
"Arcade! Arcade! Arcade!" Kita cheered from the backseat of her dad's SUV. "I'm gonna get a million tickets! And buy all the prizes!" This weekend, for their family time, her mother suggested they'd head to the local arcade. Not only did they have the hottest games, but they also had singing games, dancing games, guitar games and a snack bar.
"You'd be lucky to get 10," her sister, Ayaka said smugly next to her.
"I can too!" Kita shouted, sticking her tongue out at her.
"Alright, let's see who can get the most tickets," Ayaka grinned. "Loser has to give the winner half of their tickets."
"Deal!" Kita shouted, shaking her hand without even thinking.
"Will you two settle down back there," Their dad, Kaito laughed. "We're not even there yet, and already I can feel the heat of competition."
"We aren't here to compete," Their mother, Naoko protested, shaking her finger at them. "We are here for quality time remember? "
"Yes mom," Kita and Ayaka chimed together, putting big grins on their faces, and a couple halos appeared above their heads. Before Kaito completely parked outside the giant building, Kita and Ayaka had their seat belts undone, and were jumping out of the car.
"Slow down!" Naoko called, but they were already inside. Kita was greeted by a variety of sounds; the shouts of kids either from losing a game, winning it, or for pure fun, sound effects from the machines, and music blaring from the speakers over head.
"I'm going this way," Ayaka smirked, heading over to the Guitar game. Kita stood there thinking about what she could do. She could do the singing game, but they didn't give out a lot of tickets. She still had a while. She went over to buy some tokens, and decided to experiment with some games. She lost horribly at an action game, she didn't get any points at all on this one shooting game, and she tripped over herself on the dance game. With only 6 tickets, Kita gave up. I'm going to lose, she thought. I'm gonna lose miserably. Why did I ever- Oh! She was at the back of the arcade now, where a row of basketball hoops were hanging, with a next below it so the balls could roll down. There was a girl standing in front of one of the baskets, her bag at her feet, and a pile of tickets beside that. Her hair was light brown and up in two ponytails. Kita watched as the girl fed the machine a few tokens, releasing the balls, and starting the time. The girl grabbed a ball, and threw it without hesitation, scoring. Kita's mouth fell open in astonishment. The girl got another ball in right away, and another right after that.
"Wow, you're good," Kita whistled, walking up to her.
"Thanks," The girl smiled, scoring yet another basket. With every basket she made, more and more tickets streamed out of the machine. The times finally went off, snapping Kita out of her gaze, and she noticed the pile had become a mountain.
"You want them?" the girl asked, gathering them up.
"What?" Kita gasped. "R-really?"
"Sure," she shrugged, putting her bag on her shoulder, and carrying the tickets over to the counting machine. "I never use them."
"That'd be awesome!" Kita grinned. Strip by strip, the girl fed the tickets into the machine, and Kita's eyes widened as the total kept going up and up.
"There you go," the girl smiled, handing Kita the receipt with the ticket total on it. "Enjoy." Without saying another word, she left Kita standing there, eyes transfixed on the receipt. Oh my gosh!, she screamed internally. I for sure beat Ayaka with this! I win! I finally beat her! With half of her tickets, I'll be able to get something awesome! Quickly getting her few tickets counted, she took the receipts and ran to find her sister.
"Have you seen Ayaka?" Kita had found her dad attempting to step on the arrows as they went up the screen.
"Nope," Kaito grunted, almost missing a super easy arrow. Kita rolled her eyes and ran past him.
"Hey, mom," She ran over to her mom who was bent over a console playing PAC-MAN.
"Not now honey," she replied, moving back and forth with the joystick.
"But have you seen Ayaka?" Kita urged, stepping back when her mother suddenly threw herself to the left.
"Not no- YES!" Naoko cheered, throwing her hands up. "I beat the first stage at last 1."
"Mom!" she hissed looking around to make sure no one was staring. "Calm down. Now where's Ayaka?"
"Ah, the second stage started!" her mom ignored her, and resumed her game.
"So much for quality time," Kita mumbled, hurrying away. She impatiently made her way around the arcade again, and finally found her sister waving two receipts at her.
"810 tickets," she grinned. "I really shouldn't have gotten them on separate receipts because I know you-"
"Read 'em and weep!" Kita shouted triumphantly, shoving the receipts in her face. "2,650 tickets!"
"What?" she shouted back in disbelief. "How could you have gotten that many? You had help!"
"You didn't make any rules against it," she smirked. "I learned from my sister to play dirty. Now cough up 405 tickets!" Ayaka scowled, and mumbled something under her breath, but handed over one of her receipts.
"Alright!" she cheered. "Now let's see what I can get with 3000 tickets!" Leaving her sister silently fuming, she skipped over to the prize counter.
\NMM/
"A toast to me!" Kita boasted, lifting her cup. "For finally beating Ayaka!" her parents rolled their eyes, but touched her cup with theirs, while Ayaka glared at her. After Kita had chosen her prize, which was a movie, and collected her parents from their game struggles, she and her family went to the pizza place next door for a late lunch.
"So what shall we do after this?" Kaito asked, while Kita stuffed her face with three meat pizza.
"I wanna go back, and see if I can make it past the first level," Naoko smiled.
"Aw mom," Kita and Ayaka moaned at the same time through their food-filled mouths.
"I think the girls have had enough of arcade games," Kaito chuckled.
"Sadly yes," Ayaka sighed, rolling her eyes at Kita who grinned at her. "I'd like to go get a few books from the library for my school project."
"Oh, I wanna check out the magazines!" Kita cheered.
"So to the library then?" her father asked.
"To the library!" Kita grinned, taking a big bite out of her pizza.
They spent about 15 more minutes sitting there, Kita and Ayaka having a contest to see how many pieces of pizza they could eat. Kita won by one slice, making her feel even happier that she was having a very lucky day. The car ride was filled with oldies music that their father was blaring from the radio, and Kita and Ayaka did their block it out. When they reached the library, Ayaka and Kita jumped out and raced to the door, which Kita reached first, smirking. Ayak rolled her eyes, and left her to find the books she needed.
"I'm going to read some newspapers," Kaito said. "What are you gonna do honey?"
"I think I'll go find a few romance novels," she grinned. Kita rolled her eyes, and walked over to the lounge section, with a comfy couch, and a few armed chairs. She past a section with tables spread out, where kids usually did studying for mid-terms and finals, and sheknew this was where Ayaka would be when she finished finding her books. Kita grabbed a magazine from the shelf next to the couch and dropped herself in the nearest chair. It was an old edition of Glamly. Sitting down in a chair, Kita flipped through the magazine, checking out the special features, which was on jeans for different body types. It was refreshing to see girls of many different body shapes modeling. That's why she liked this magazine. It wasn't always worried about sticking their magazine with as many good looking Sticks as they could. It would indirectly give younger girls confidence in themselves, and not to pressure them into having skinny bodies.
Kita went through a couple more old issues, sitting there for over a half hour before she decided she was finished and ready to leave. She put the magazine's back properly, and walked over to the tables, hoping she'd find Ayaka there. She didn't sadly, but she did find someone else. It was the girl from earlier; the one who gave her the tickets. I never thanked her yet, she thought. I should right now. She put on a big smile and skipped over to her. She had her nose buried in a book, and scribbling down on a piece of paper furiously at the same time.
"Hi," Kita chirped, sitting down across from her. The girl looked up startled, but smiled when she realized who she was.
"Oh, hello," she replied. "Following me are you?"
"No," she chuckled. "My sister wanted to come here to get some books for a project or something. I wanted to thank you. For the tickets I mean. I never got around to saying it. You left all too fast."
"Yeah, I had to hurry and get her," she said. "I needed some books too." She closed the book, and gathered her papers, looking a little nervous.
"I'm Kita Nakamura," she grinned, holding out her hand.
"Kotona Ususaki," the girl's smile was now shy, as she shook her hand.
"What school do you go to?" Kita asked curiously.
"Judina Middle School," she replied.
"I'm gonna go there next year," Kita grinned.
"I'll be going to Yokota next year," Kotona said, tapping her fingers on the desk anxiously. "I have to-"
"There you are Kita," Naoko chimed, coming up to them. "Oh, who's your friend?"
"This is Kotona Ususaki," Kita introduced. "Kotona, this is my mom."
"Hello Mrs. Ususaki," she said nervously.
"Oh, please, you can call me Naoko," she smiled. Kita rolled her eyes.
"Are we leaving?" she asked.
"Oh, your father suggested we go to your work, and get a snack," Naoko said, suddenly remembering what she was here to say. "Why don't you join us Kotona?"
"Um, well I don't know...," her voice trailed off.
"Oh come on," Kita pleased. "It's a very nice Cafe where I work, and I get a discount. Come on, it'll be fun, well, so long as dad doesn't by anything with chocolate. You don't wanna live through that." Kita waved her hand in front of her nose to get her point across.
"So how about it Kotona?" Noako smiled encouragingly.
"Um, sure," Kotona answered reluctantly. "As long as I'm home by 5:00."
"Oh, it's only 2:30, you'll have a lot of time," Kita grinned. "Let's round up dad and sis, and let's go!" Kotona put her things in her bag, and slung it over her shoulder.
"To Cafe Mew Chi Lou!" Kita cheered, causing people to turn their heads, and hiss, "SHHH!"
\NMM/
"Hey Eliot," Aneeta greeted, when she walked into the kitchen in full uniform, with Tiffany right behind her. "What's wrong with MAL?" The little Mew was sitting on the counter with her face hidden behind her paws.
"She just remembered that she felt a Mew's presence at the soccer game," He replied, his arms folded over his chest in annoyance.
"WHAT!?" Both girls gasped.
"She said she got distracted by Tiffany's cheerleading plan," he explained. "I thought I gave her a better memory than that. She's getting distracted from her function too easily. You guys are being a bad influence. You shouldn't even be an influence."
"Bad influence?" Tiffany repeated appalled. "I happen to have you know my fashion sense does not influence badly."
"He meant that the way we act, and the way we treat her distracts her from her job," Aneeta sighetd, looking angry. "What would you like us to treat her as? Just another piece of equipment?"
"That would be nice," he nodded. "Since that's what she is."
"MMM!" MAL wailed, tearlessly. She wasn't able to generate tears.
"You're hurting her feelings," Tiffany snapped, scooping her up into her arms.
"And don't say she doesn't have any, because she does!" Aneeta shouted. "She has thoughts, feelings, and an adorable personality. If you didn't want her to be that way, why did you create her to be?"
"I didn't add those things," Eliot snapped back. "They get in the way of her function."
"But I added them anyways," Wesley smiled, coming into the room with a small box in his hands. "Since she's smart, she would have just developed a personality eventually like Mini Mew did. So I thought, why not just give her one right away?" Eliot looked away, mumbling something under his breath.
"It seems like you two don't agree on a lot of stuff," Aneeta smirked amusingly.
"We agree when it counts," Eliot said, "but when it comes to this stuff, not usually."
"So what if she made a mistake," Tiffany shrugged, cradling MAL. "We all make mistakes."
"She's a machine," Eliot said, narrowing his eyes at her. "If she didn't have theses human aspects to her, she wouldn't be making mistakes."
"Oh, quit making an argument out of nothing!" Aneeta shouted. "What's done is done! You can't change her, and if you could, I wouldn't let you."
"Just because you're in charge, doesn't mean it has to all be your way," Tiffany snapped, sticking her tongue out at him.
"There could be dire consequences if they don't go my way," he growled, getting very angry now. "I've been working on the Mew project for years, so I know how things should operate."
"I think we're getting too far from the point," Aneeta sighed. "The main thing is, at least we know there's a Mew nearby, so we'll have to keep an eye out for her. MAL felt her at the game right? So maybe she will again at the next game, or maybe she's a customer, and is bound to come in here again. Sooner or later we'll find her!"
"She has a point," Wesley smiled. "MAL is more of an android anyways, which is what I was aiming for. Narrowing it down to those two profiles will make it easier, and we could have Mal on lookout today."
"MM," MAL looked up expectantly.
"You can monitor customers today," he said. "If she's a regular customer, she's may show up, so you'll be monitoring, and help me put orders together. To do that thought, you'll need this." He opened the box, and inside was a blue cafe uniform, small enough for MAL to fit in.
"MMM!" she cried, flying over to him. "MM! LLLL! MMMM!" She picked up the outfit, and held it up to herself, dancing around.
"Since you are now employed, you need to get changed in the staff lounge," Tiffany grinned. "Come on."
"LLL!" MAL cheered, following Tiffany out of the kitchen.
"You didn't need to get mad over that," Aneeta said, folding her arms over her chest.
"You don't know how important it is for us to find the other Mews," Eliot narrowed his eyes at her. "It's more pressing to find them this time around."
"Then why don't you explain to me how important it is?" she challenged, glaring at him. He only smiled in response.
"You're attitude has changed a lot," he said. "You're sounding more like a leader." That was a compliment, she thought. He hardly ever throws thous out.
"Well, if I'm a leader, I should know what I'm leading against," she snapped. "What do you know about these aliens we're fighting?"
"Aneeta!" Tiffany shouted, sticking her head back through the door. "You gotta tell MAL about your breakfast date!"
"You'll find out eventually," Eliot said at last, turning around and heading into the basement.
"You should get ready to open," Wesley smiled gently. He followed Eliot, and found him seated in front of the large monitor.
"When do you plan on telling them?" Wesley asked leaning against the wall.
"When it becomes necessary," Eliot replied, not looking at him. "Until then, all they need to do is find the other Mews."
"You figure out how many there are yet?" Wesley moved to stand behind him now, watching coding scroll up on the monitor.
"Yes," he nodded, but looked puzzled. "I unscrambled the signal, and it said 12 animals were sent out, but the scroll said there needed to be 13."
"Did you try sending out another?" Wesley wondered, cocking an eyebrow.
"It won't let me," Eliot frowned. "It doesn't make sense. "We wont be able to find it before the aliens without 13 Mews."
"I guess we'll just have to do with what we've got," Wesley sighed.
"I guess you're right."
\NMM/
"It's a nice turn out today," Kita grinned, leading the crew into the Cafe. The Cafe was practically filled with chatty customers. Couples on dates, families like theirs, talking over what they think would be a better value, friends huddled close together, talking about usual girl things, even people in suits looking for a quick snack before returning to the usual busy business day. Tiffany and Aneeta were running around like maniacs though. Well, Aneeta was, Tiffany was taking her sweet time, fluffing her hair, and adjusting her apron. Aneeta saw them standing in the doorway, and Aneeta motioned for Tiffany to seat them. Tiffany groaned, but came over anyways.
"Welcome to Cafe Mew Chi Lou," Tiffany greeted. "Oh, hey Kita."
"Hello," she half smiled in response. "Table for 5 please."
"There's only tables for 3 and under right now," Tiffany sighed. "But it shouldn't be too much of a wait, since one family is almost done."
"We can wait," Kaito nodded.
"Just have a seat right there," Tiffany motioned toward the fancy cushioned bench that was next to the door. Kita let her parents sit on it. Age before beauty, she thought with a giggle.
"So what do you think?" Kita asked, turning to Kotona.
"It's very...pink," she replied, looking around intently.
"Yeah it is," Kita chuckled, scratching her head. "But it brings in a lot of girls, and families with small kids, and even couples."
Aneeta hurried out of the kitchen, giving a family their check, which they paid for right away in cash, giving her a nice tip. She tucked it away, and returned to the kitchen with their dishes.
"You can seat Kita's family now Tiffany," she informed, putting the dishes in the sink.
"I'm on it," Tiffany replied, not sounding at all enthused. "I hate wearing these shoes. My feet ache so bad."
"They're flats," Aneeta said, looking at her blankly.
"And I'm not used to flats," she groaned. "I miss my 4-inched heels." Aneeta only blinked a few times at her as she left.
"MMM," MAL moved her paw in a circular motion beside her head.
"Be nice," Aneeta giggled. "Anything that needs to go out Wesley?"
"Not right now," he said, shaking his head. "You ca-"
"MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!" MAL screamed at the top of her lungs(or at the highest volume she could) Almost everyone in the lobby turned toward the kitchen. Aneeta only waved at them, and pulled MAL out of view.
"What is it MAL?" she asked.
"M! M! M! M!" she panicked, waving her arms frantically.
"There's a Mew here," Welsey said, looking serious. "Where is she MAL?" MAL flew over to the ledge between the kitchen and lobby, and pointed at the table Kita was now sitting at.
"Is it her sister?" Aneeta asked. MAL shook her head, and motioned more to the left. Sitting left of Kita was a girl Aneeta had never seen before.
"That's our Mew," Wesley said. "Aneeta, go get Kita, and tell her to bring her friend along."
"Alright," Aneeta nodded, heading through the doors. We found her!, she thought excitedly. We finally found her. Now there's four of us. This is so exciting.
"Hey Kita," Aneeta greeted, walking up to them. "Are you guys ready to order?" She thought she might as well make it look nonchalant.
"Yes, I'd like a slice of that three layer chocolate cake," Kita's dad grinned.
"Awww dad," Kita and Ayaka groaned in unison.
"I'm just kidding," he chuckled. "I'll have a slice of apple pie please."
"I'll take a slice of cherry cheese cake," Ayaka said.
"I'll a strawberry sorbet," Kita's mom smiled.
"Banana split please," Kita grinned widely.
"Extra whipped cream?" Aneeta asked with a smile, even though she already knew the answer.
"Yes please," she nodded.
"And for you?" Aneeta turned to Kita's friend, who was still staring at the menu.
"I guess I'll just have a bowl of vanilla ice cream, with chocolate topping please," she replied.
"Alright," Aneta nodded, writing it down. "I'll just take your menus then. Oh Kita, you wanna come back to the kitchen for a second?"
"Uh, sure," she replied, looking a little confused.
"Your friend can come to," Aneeta smiled. "I'd bet she's like to see our cook in action."
"Huh?" the girl looked up in surprise.
"Come on," Kita grinned, seeing what was going on, and lifting Kotona out of her seat. "Don't wanna argue with Aneeta." The Mews led the confused girl through the lobby, and into the kitchen where Eliot now stood with Wesley, Tiffany and MAL. Wesley had pulled down the blind so no one could see into the kitchen.
"Kotona Ususaki," Eliot smiled.
"How'd you know my name?" Kotona gasped. "Why's the blind down? Are you guys gonna kill me or something?"
"No, silly," Kita laughed. "Why would we do that to a fellow Mew?"
"A what?" Kotona asked, looking at her with a strange look.
"M!" MAL cheered flying over.
"AH-!" Kotona screamed for second before Aneeta slapped her hand over her mouth.
"Do you really want people outside thinking we are killing you?" Aneeta asked, cautiously removing her hand.
"The doll's alive..." she shuddered.
"She's an android," Wesley explained. "She was designed to track Mews and Aliens. She sensed you when you came in."
"MM!" MAL held her hands above her head, creating a ball of energy, and a pendent appeared. She held it out for Kotona to take.
"What's is this?" she asked, taking it.
"It's so you can transform," Kita grinned. "We all have one."
"We have special DNA that is able to fuse with animal DNA," Aneeta explained. "Eliot and Wesley here fused us so we could battle against these Aliens that have been attacking."
"Wait, you mean that Nagoya Mew Mew thing?" Kotona gasped.
"I take it you saw it on the news," Eliot said, not sounding happy.
"Yeah," she nodded. "That's amazing how you guys took out those mutated cats."
"Thank you," Tiffany smiled, looking very flattered.
"And now you are one of us," Kita announced. "You are officially are a Mew!"
"But isn't she suppose to have a Mark?" Tiffany wondered, tilting her head.
"Did you discover any weird markings on your body lately?" Wesley asked.
"You mean like this?" Kotona put her sleeve over her hand, and began rubbing underneath her left eye. When her hand retreated, there was now a pink star under her eye with wings.
"That would be a Mew Mark," Aneeta nodded.
"I found a Mew! I found a Mew!" Kita chanted dancing around the kitchen.
"M! M! M! M!" MAL cheered, flying around over their heads.
"I think MAL has redeemed herself," Aneeta smiled. "She spotted Kotona right away. See, she works perfectly fine."
"Yes, I will admit she did a good job," Eliot nodded. "But I have a question. Were you at the soccer game on Wednesday Kotona?" Everyone turned to her.
"No, I wasn't," she answered, wondering why it was relevant.
"So that means the Mew at the game is still out there?" Kita asked, shoulders slumped.
"I guess so," Aneeta sighed. "But at least we have new team member."
"There's more out there?" Kotona's mouth dropped open in astonishment.
"Yup, and we're not sure how many cause these two didn't count them," Kita shook her head at them disapprovingly.
"Looks like you got a job now Kotona," Wesley said, changing the subject.
"What?" She said in surprise. "I...work here?"
"This is our secret base," Kita winked. "We are normal waitresses by day, alien fighting Mew by Night. Whatah!" She kicked her leg out, accidentally kicking the garbage pail, knocking it over, and all its content out. Everyone froze and stared at it.
"I'm off duty!" Kita shouted, running out.
"I don't work here yet," Kotona, gulped, following her out.
"I'm only the employer," Eliot said, leaving down to the basement.
"I'm the cook, and it's not sanitary for me to pick up garbage then then handle food," he smiled, going into the freezer. Tiffany and Aneeta's eyes met, and dangerous sparks flew between them.
"I got a manicure," Tiffany smirked, flashing her newly painted nails. "I had to get them fixed up from the lifting tables."
"I had a two hour soccer practice," Aneeta said, narrowing her eyes. "I'm already tired, and shouldn't be bending over too much." The two of the glared at each other for a few more moments.
"You know what this means then don't you?" Tiffany asked, clenching her hand into a fist.
"Yes, I do," Aneeta nodded, getting her fist ready. They lifted their fists, the intensity between them growing, then...
"ROCK, PAPER, SCISSORS!" Aneeta shaped her hand as scissors, and Tiffany's landed as paper.
"Why meeeeeeee?" She whined. "I hate this game! I always loose! It's no fair!"
"Maybe you should wait to change your hand while your throwing your hand down, instead of changing it before," Aneeta grinned, rolling the blind back up.
"So that's why everyone always seems to beat me," she sighed. "Bye bye pretty manicure. Again."
\NMM/
"Hey Kotona," her brother greeted when she came through the front door. He was lounging on the couch, watching a basketball game. "Where have you been?"
"I went to the arcade, then to the library, and then I went with a friend to that new Cafe," she replied, summing up her whole day.
"Oh really?" he asked. "Yumi was trying to get me to go, but I wasn't sure if I'd like the food. Was it any good?"
"Yeah," she nodded. "The chef's really nice too."
"You got to meet the chef?" he cocked his eyebrow at her as she dropped herself next to him.
"They offered me a job," she said, taking the popcorn bowl he had on his lap.
"That's great," he grinned, patting her on the head. "You taking it?"
"Of course," she said, shoving her face with pop corn. "I'm just not sure dad will approve."
"Who cares what he thinks," Shieru scoffed, taking some popcorn. "You do what you want."
"It may get in the way of my studying though...," her voice trailed off.
"I told you to stop worrying about studying," he sighed. "You're still a kid. Enjoy it."
"I'll try," Kotona mumbled, slumping.
"So are the other workers nice?" he asked, trying to keep up conversation. "Did you meet them?"
"Yeah, I did," she nodded, thinking about them. "They are an....interesting bunch."
\AN/
Disclaimer: I made references to Guitar Hero, DDR, Singstar, and PAC-MAN, and I do not own any of them. Also I got the jean article idea from Seventeen Magazine.
I will admit this wasn't one of my best chapter, but hey, we all have that one chapter we sort of slack off on, but I think I left you guys curious. :P Yes, this chapter lacked a fighting scene, but you will find out why next chapter. ;) I hope you all liked it though, and I hope you review. :)
Preview of Chapter 7:
A Mew's Life: Sports and Studying
Tiffany(Speaking into her microphone) – Introducing....Kotona Ususaki!
Aneeta – She was submitted by Amethyst Bryony.
Kita – Tell us a bit about yourself.
Kotona – Well I live with both my parents, and my older brother, Shieru.
Tiffany – Oh, is he single? Is he cute????
Kotona – Um, no he's taken, but I don't think he's your type.
Tiffany – Boy is my type.
Kita – What do you like doing in your spare time?
Kotona – Well, I like playing sports, especially with my brother and his friends. I really like playing basketball in the driveway.
Aneeta – I like basketball too. What else do you do?
Kotona – Well....Is it that time already? I'm sorry I gotta go.
*Runs out without another word*
Tiffany – Is she okay?
Kita – I hope so. I'm gonna go find out.
*Chases after Kotona*
*Aneeta and Tiffany look at each other*
Aneeta – Wesley made a new pie flavor. There's only enough for one test slice.
Tiffany – You know what this means right?
Aneeta & Tiffany – ROCK, PAPER, SCISSORS!
Aneeta – Yes! That pie is mine!
Tiffany – No fair!
*Aneeta runs out, with Tiffany following*