A/N: Hello everyone! This is your do0m speaking!
Now first off, I'm sorry, but no wishes are coming true yet. Unfortunately not enough wishes have come in (or at least haven't now that I have started writing this chapter) and being ADD I get bored really easily, so my muse realized that it had to do something fast for its own self-protection and help me dream up a chapter rather than relying on you WONDERFUL AMAZING AWESOME reviewers. I hope to add a new chapter about once a week, and apologize in advance if (when) I end up missing a deadline. I would also like to apologize for my prejudices against an icky tree-hugger who (for now) will go unnamed.
Still looking for a beta, any spelling errors are my fault seeing as I made this maybe 5 minutes before uploading.
One more thing, this is set after Ichigo confesses her Mew Mew identity to the tree hugger, but before he becomes the blue knight.
Oh- and one more thing. I sadly don't own Tokyo Mew Mew (Yet! You just wait till I finish taking over the world! Then they'll all see!) because if I did own Tokyo Mew Mew Masaya would be dead 50 times over!
Soooo anyway…
ON WITH THE SHOW!
It starts with a dream.
Well specifically the dream of a little neko we all know and love… Ichigo.
The content of this dream is unimportant, so I will not bore you with the warm pink Masaya (Sick slimy Masayuck) fluffiness. The only important thing about this dream in fact, was that it made Ichigo late. AGAIN.
Ichigo sat up in bed, still floating happily on the remnants of the dream until she saw her alarm clock.
Moments later she was almost dressed and trying to work out yet another excuse for her absences. "How is this fair?" she wondered, ""Its Ryou's fault anyway! He's the one who made me part cat! And now my bed seems… so… so… FLUFFY!" she huffed. Why couldn't her cat self stop making her life more difficult.
A/N: And here we travel by MAP and cut through all of the boring walking en route to the café! Don't worry, soon you will be free of these annoying author's notes in the middle of the story.
Soon a gasping Ichigo drags herself up to the café door. "I wonder why I haven't received an angry call from Ryou yet" she mused before suddenly stopping, "hey wait a minute, why's the café closed?".
Ichigo ran through the front doors of the café and froze yet again at the strangest sight she had ever seen. There. Was. A. Girl. Floating. In. Midair. And even more importantly, her teammates sat on the ground nearby, wrapped tight in straightjackets and glaring at the floating kid. (Well most of them were glaring anyway, Lettuce mostly looked terrified and Pudding looked like she wanted to learn to fly too.)
The girl looked up and seeing Ichigo smiled, "Finally! The last player is here!"
"Whaa?" Ichigo managed to choke out before the girl pulled out a laptop and typed. Moments later Ichigo found herself bound in a straightjacket similar to the ones that her friends sported.
"Well…" sighed the mystery girl, "Just one more pickup to make, then we can start!"
Ichigo stared at the girl incredulously; did she think that this was some game or something?
A few keystrokes later the aliens came tumbling through the door, similarly restrained.
"What the heck is going on here?" Ichigo finally managed earning a surprised glance from the (still floating) mystery girl who then threw something shaped suspiciously like a knife at Ryou.
Having dodged the projectile (which WAS in fact a knife and was now buried in the floor) Ryou sighed, then spoke, "She says she calls herself doom-", he began before being interrupted.
"It's do0m! How many times do I have to tell you knucklehead? You'd think at least one person could pronounce it correctly!" She ranted.
Ichigo looked blankly at her friends, who all shrugged as though to say, "We don't hear a difference either."
Ryou sighed, then continued, "Apparently, whoever she is, she is collecting everyone that she calls a 'main character'", then looking around frowned, "Which appears to include everyone who knows about the Mew project."
This made Ichigo realize something, Masaya wasn't there!
"Where's Aoyama-kun you nasty doom person!" cried Ichigo suddenly.
At his name the floating girl winced and held her laptop close like a comfort blanket before waving vaguely behind her saying, "soMewhere over there last I saw."
"What do you mean last you saw?" sobbed Ichigo "There's nothing on that side of the café but the storage cupboard", she continued, looking helplessly at Ryou.
Ryou shook his head and sighed, "Sorry Ichigo, I haven't seen him; she was already here when I arrived this morning."
Suddenly Kish yelled, "God, quit lying! You're just as sorry as I am!"
When Ichigo looked at Ryou with a confused expression on her face, he flushed, however her attempt to question him further was cut off by frantic bangs and yells from the broom cupboard.
Ichigo turned to do0m with a shocked expression, "You locked him in the closet?"
The girl shrugged, "There were no torture chambers handy," then hearing another shout from the closet, fiddled with her laptop. After a muffled scream the closet went eerily silent.
Ichigo burst into tears, this was too much; first she woke up late, then she was captured and now her boyfriend was being locked (and possibly tortured) in the closet by an insane flying girl with a laptop who called herself "Doom" or something like that.
Concerned, Kish struggled over to calm her down, and received a foot in the face for his efforts; however the teenaged alien was undeterred, forcing Ryou to attempt to intervene, also getting struck with a stray limb.
"Oops" grinned Kish.
With an angry scream Ryou threw himself at Kish.
Ignoring the drama below her, do0m smiled, "Hello reviewers! This is the part where I plead senselessly for input and ideas! Make your wishes!"
The characters below froze and the girl turned, "Oh yeah," she said nervously, rubbing the back of her head, "see, there's a reason you're here besides my own entertainment…"
After listening to a lengthy explanation, which we will cut past with amazing authoress powers, everyone sat on the floor, stunned, then made a mad group dash for the door, only to moan with disappointment and dread when they found it locked.
A/N: So all you readers who haven't made a wish yet, please do, and all you other people who have, feel free to do so again! Hope to see you next week!