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'm sorry for changing the skin. But this is much nicer than the other one, isn't it? You can actuallysee the words for one thing.

I’ve finally mustered up the patience to get to writing this stupidly long story again. I can’t really decide what this so called ‘method’ is, seeing as no one really wants to suggest anything. So I shall just have a crap ending okay? Hope you love me as much as I love you all cuz this story is irritatingly long. .

...This seriously isn't worthy of the beginning that is the sheer definition of awesomenez.


Bella rephrased her triumphant conclusion. It wasn’t really getting Don to open the door. It was really FORCING the door open. She WAS Queen wasn’t she? She could just order the door to be broken down and NO ONE would even blink.

She flipped her phone open and started dialling.

Then she blinked. Why was she trusting such useless fools anyway? They would probably take one look at Don, their poor, precious princess and turn on her. She scowled. Well, she would outsmart them. Turn on her would they? HUH. She wouldn’t call them. She would do this by herself!

She stomped to the house’s door from where she standing a few metres away. Thumpety thump thump. She banged on the door, shaking a few leaves from the roof which fluttered down.

“DONNN!”
She shouted at the top of your lungs. “If you do not open the door, I shall ****ing MASSACRE the door.” And she was about to do that as just then, the door opened and Grumpy looked out. She looked particularly angry as she glared at Bella. She didn’t know that Bella was the Queen of Tuti, and probably didn’t really care.

“I was sent” Here, she spat out the word as if it were a fly which flew into her mouth, “here to tell you to SHUT THE HELL UP. Skinny can’t hear the Korean people sing and Sleepy can’t sleep. GO AWAY.”

Bella bristled. Or at least, she wanted to but she cowed under Grumpy’s gaze. She gave a lopsided grin.

“I-I’m sorry?”

Grumpy stared back.

“Yes. Now please go away!”

The door slammed shut. Bella stared at it. She never knew that Don had such a powerful protector. She would have to rethink the force tactic. Bella crinkled her face. Why was Don being so evil. All she wanted was to hug her. IT. WAS. JUST. A. HUG.

She sniffed. “Why does Don hate me???” And she sniffled again. Tears fell one by one from her eyes. And as her sight was obscured, she fell headfirst from a cliff and was never seen again (at least, not recognisably)

Don left the house in the forest with much congratulations and cheerings from its occupants. She reigned over Tuti for many blessed years and she finally retired from the throne after bearing isfjiwurfhurfhjjjaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhiufdhihj children. She lived a long, happy and successful life.
The End.

It feels weird writing such an emotional post after giving up on that story below. But no one's doing it, so I think I have to.

So yeah. Everyone knows it. No one wants to say it. Mostly 'cause we don't have to I think. The year's ended. It's the new year.

We are no longer 2T

There. I've said it. It's really just as simple as that. But, since its only the first day of 2010 (or for me right now, the first 5 hours) let us all just take a moment to pretend we're still a class and reflect on 2009, maybe 2008. To back when we were still a class together.

Do you remember in 2008, when we had that big hooha about Joni? I wonder why that was now, because... What was the entire point of it? Joni got hurt, we probably felt guilty. I guess we were just, well, bored I guess. Isn't it nice that we're all nice to each other now?

Do you remember when Claire booked almost every single person in the class? I do. She felt really sorry about it. But really. Right now, I think its quite funny. It should be put into the book of MGS records or something haha.

Or how about the poems we did for LA oral. Or LA altogether? Algernon, Napoleon...The plays we did. I remember. (well, mostly 'cause I did quite well in them. Agree?) And, haha, we never did find out who was Napoleon. Who do you think it was?

How about that monkey story? It was a big thing...wasn't it? I can't remember haha. But I think people liked it. Guess I forgot to thank my loving fans.

THANKIES.

And maybe you don't know about it. Well, I think everyone did. Do you remember about how there was this HUGE situation where LKY really tried her best to persuade Christine to let her bunk with someone else during the China trip? I think it was Maria or Saumya or someone. And the strangest thing was, in the end, during the China trip, they didn't really get on each other's nerves that much! Well that's what it seemed like to me.

Speaking of the China trip. Do you still remember it? The website guy, the industrial park. Having an ALL OUT party on the last day (well my group did. Did yours?) Oh!!! And flying kites! That was reeallyyy fun :D Do you remember?

Then in 2009, we discovered that our form teacher was Ms Tan. That crazy short LA teacher. I remember thinking that school was going to be really fun. So different from Pandan (Unity girls! Unity!) Drawing on the chalk boards. My 2T STONE AGE. Haha. Forgive me for being bias. I AM me, after all.

Swimming! Swimmingswimmingswimming. Doing somersaults, me hitting Sauma on the head with that float thing. Yellow caps complaining that they look like bananas. COLD SHOWERS. COMPLAINING in showers. Do you remember? 'Mensies' Haha.

Then there was Love with a Cause. All of I remember of it was that Dr William Tan came, went around the track. Left. Oh. And we made the newspapers. Really, thats all I remember. I think I ran without paying for it. :P

Do you remember crosscountry? Chip got 6th, Shree got 9th, and 6 of our class got into the top 50. HA. Seems like we're not as bad in sports as we think haha. Do you remember sweating through the whole 2.8km? Do you remember the awful feeling you got when you were told you had to run 2.8km? Do you remember your euphoria when you ACTUALLY RAN 2.8KM?

Do you remember my Tuti story?(which I deleted 'cause it got boring)

Do you remember the class party when after all the celebrations were over, Ms Tan announced that she'd be transfering? That sucked huh. And then we got HER. Sigh. But I suppose she's not bad after all. (I'm only saying that cuz I'm sec 3 now so I have to be mature) Do you even remember the class parties? Running around... Dancing around newspapers. Stuffing your tummy with AWESOME food. Do you remember?

Do you remember the fun-er LA lessons? Where we acted out scenes from R&J? Do you remember the REALLY GOOD Romeo and Juliet, Maria and Christine made? Do you think they should do it again? Haha. I think so. Mun and Hini too (: How about that game where the matriachs basically sold the girls in their group to the boys in the other group. Me and Kara got hooked up together. I think someone had a gay pair.

Oh yeah. And WML was the dead village boy.

Do you remember the sports day not so long ago where we Actually WON against the sports class? I remember I was counting the goals, telling myself we were definitely going to lose, even though I was sure we had more goals than the other team? (I was the goal keeper. So I was really quite certain. Goal keepers have nothing to do) Do you remember that feeling when the whistle blew and 2T was declared the winner? I do. And it is AWESOME.

And finally. My biggest. BIGGEST. 'Do you remember'. DO. YOU. REMEMBER. CATS?

Well. Of course you did. And I bet you will never forget it. It'll always stay in the back of your mind, reminding you of the time when you were part of a 'musical'. Well kinda I guess. Do you remember the splits? Ugh. The FANKICKS. Double-Ugh. Do you remember the feeling you had when Family Night was canceled? Do you remember the feeling when we finished the entire thing? Now compare and contrast them. Just kidding. But do you remember? Do you remember Christine's amazing sexual-tension-ooze. Haha. Do you remember the hard work you put in? Do you remember you doing the sequences again and again and again till they were ingrained into your body? Do you remember 'JelliCLE songs for Jellicle CATS, JelliCLE songs for Jellicle CATS'? Do you remember that awful awful aaaaaawful makeup we had to put on? Do you remember our worry when WML and LKY Just Didn't Showup till it was sooo late?

Do you remember? Because I must, you must, WE must, never ever EVER forget.
Our days as 2T.
Yeah.

Okay. Sincerely, I meant to write and finish a story by 1AM 1/1/2010. However I got distracted, and then the story grew longer and longer and longer with the end nowhere in sight. So. I'll just post what I've written now and finish it next time. OKAY? XD
Evil Queen – Bella
Huntsman – Kara

7 Dwarfs
Sleepy - Shree
Grumpy- Mun
Doc – Maria
The-One-Who-Has-A-Long-Fringe-And-Who-Plays-The-Guitar-And-Is-Generally-Quite-Awesome (Abby)
Sneezy - Seet
Tiny - Chip
Skinny - Gladys

In the land of Tuti, long before Saumya or Hini, was Don. And before Don, of course, was her mother the Queen. The Queen (who shall remain nameless because she’s going to die any minute now) had long been barren. Many years she had waited for a child, to the point that she was almost mad with despair. She had tried everything. From old wives tales of children jumping on her bed, to the modern magics of genetic engineering and test-tube babies. Nothing worked.

She remained childless and age was slowly catching up to her.

Just as she was about to give up completely and leave the kingdom heirless, along came a crone who was ugly and warty, with a large hooked nose and a black cat which glared menacingly from the shadows.

“I can help you, Queen. It would be simple for me to make you fertile with my magics, learnt from the four ends of Tuti. It would very very easy, Queen” She croaked, then she grinned and there was nothing nice in the open mouth which stretched from ear to ear and the yellow eyes that stared greedily and reflected nothing.

The Queen swallowed. It seemed like a good idea, but also a bad one. Like a man offering expensive chocolates from inside an open van. They were beautiful, wonderful-smelling chocolates, yes. But then again...What had mother said?

The old lady’s eyes flickered. She licked her lips.

“The child will so beautiful, you know? Just like her mother. The finest of legacies you could leave behind. What do you say...Queen?”

Her thin lips curled around the word, drawing it out, changing it into something quite unrecognisable. Quiiiiiiiiiiiinnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn

The Queen shuddered with unrestrained disgust. She desperately did not want the help of such a creature but how could she leave the kingdom heirless? It was her duty as a Queen. Perhaps her most important duty, now that she was old and tired, and Death lurked behind every door.

The line had to continue.

“I accept”

*****
The death of the Queen at childbirth came as no surprise to the citizens of Tuti (although its real circumstances were known only to a crone with a warty nose and who owned a cat), they mourned for her as was customary but the mourning was held alongside much celebration for a princess had been born.

That was Don.

She had eyelashes long as it was possible, pale skin and hair as black as a raven’s feather (although it wasn’t as dirty). By all normal and abnormal standards, she was as beautiful as the crone had said. And so, the citizens celebrated.

But of course she was too young to of yet ascend the throne, so there were a few days of confusion before it was filled by a long distant relative of the dead Queen. She was of medium height, medium weight and was strangely….. strange. Her name was Bella.

Cue ominous music.

Bella took to the task of Don’s upbringing with unusual enthusiasm. And slowly (well not exactly, just the appropriate amount of time) Don grew up.

Now as the plot is finally going to begin, I should bring to light a certain fact. Bella had a magic 8-ball which she kept in her labtop and talked to everyday. It was magic due to an enchantment placed on it a long time ago *ahem coding coughcough html sniff* which allowed it to speak truthfully and not just offer phrases such as “Yes, but only every seven months” or “Perhaps.

What does your mother think?”

Now most of you would ask, What would Bella do with such a dangerous artefact? What would she ask it?

The answer is quite simple. Every day, Bella would start up her laptop and ask it one simple question.

“Who is the most awesome person in the land?”

And even though it was certainly capable of answering Bella’s question *ahem Don ahem* due to its instincts of self-preservation, it always answered:

“It is you, Queen Bella. You are the most awesome person in the land.”

And Bella would close the application with a curiously calm expression and leave the room to perform her normal Queenly things. Only one day, it all changed. The 8-ball, unable to stand the burdens of lying finally burst out,

“FINE! FINEFINEFINEFInefinefinefineeeeeeee! Its Don, okay! Don is the most awesome person in the land! I can’t STAND IT! Be angry at me but I CAN’T LIE ANYMORE. “

And it closed itself and the quiet it left behind was…sulky, in a matter of speaking.

There was a pause.

It was an ominous pause.

Bella smiled, but it wasn’t a good smile. One end of her mouth twitched and drew itself up. Then the other yaaaawned and stretched and then drew itself up.

And by up, I meant from one ear, to another.

It wasn’t a good smile, the ears agreed.

“Servants!” She called

The servants appeared behind her in the way that only servants can.

“Bring me the huntsman.” She ordered.

The huntsman was duly produced. Her mouth twitched again.

“Kara!” The exclamation was more of a bark.

She turned around swiftly and the full force of the Smile was directed at said Kara. She shuddered. But her eyes were drawn to it in the way eyes are drawn to a trainwreck.

Horrified, but unable to look away.

“Bring me Don,” She whispered, “I wish to give her a –“ Her mouth twitched again. Kara drew one hesitant breath. “Hug.”

Kara gave an ENORMOUS twitch and saluted, almost tripping over her feet to get away from the Smile.
******
At that present moment, Don was in the forest as there was a problem with the internet connection in the castle and there was nothing to do.

“Fshhhh”

She exhaled strongly. “I’m bored.”

She looked about. The sun was shining, there were birds hopping to and fro on the ground. The world was a JOLLY AND HAPPY PLACE.

“Huh.”

And then she was back to being bored. Just then, Kara arrived. She had regained her composure but was panting slightly from the long distance between the castle and the forest. She bent over, hands on her knees to regain her breath.

When she recovered, she looked back up at Don and grinned weakly at her.

“Hey Don.”

Don nodded back at her.

“Hey.”

She was familiar with Kara, and most of the castle population. It was no fault of hers. She didn’t purposefully go out to meet people. People were just…drawn to her.

“So?”

Straight to the point. Just like Don. Kara smiled.

“The Queen wants to give you a…Hug, Don. I’m supposed to bring you to her. Officially, I am highly supportive of this. Unofficially,” She looked faintly uneasy. “I think you should escape. Something’s going to happen and…It’s not pretty, Don.”

Don thought for a moment then stood up, brushing the dirt off her jeans.

“Thanks for telling me, Kara but I think I’ll go to see her. She’s Bella after all. I don’t think she’d do anything too drastic.”

And with that, she started moving towards the castle. Kara grabbed her arm.

“Don’t! I don’t think she’s herself. She doesn’t LOOK like herself. Don, please. I don’t want you to get hurt. You could DIE, Don. Please, PLEASE escape into the forest.”

Don looked at the desperation on Kara’s face and reassessed the situation.

“I could get killed in the forest, you know. It’s not safe. There are wolves in it-“

“Don!” Kara was near tears.

“Fine. Hmph.”
She headed towards the forest.
Now what am I supposed to do? Thought Kara.

*****
Bella looked at the lifesized doll Kara had covered with a blanket and was supporting secretly with her arm.

“Why is she covered with a blanket?”

Kara coughed.

“Um. In the afternoon, she joined a nunnery which um, takes a vow of um, not showing their face to the world um yeah.”

Bella’s eyes narrowed but she nodded anyway. Then…

Oh Go*, Kara nearly swooned. The Smile was back. There was a tickling in her plastic-clad stomach that hinted heavily that she was going to die soon.

Bella stretched her arms, one after the other. She reached out.

There was an explosion of HUGINESS, destroying half the room, killing most of the inhabitants except Kara and the Queen. The remains of the doll were scattered among the ruins of the room, mostly dust although an odd body part poked out here and there.

There was a vague smile on the Bella’s face. It was odd, but it wasn’t the Smile. She giggled.
“Oops.”
Kara fainted.

******
Meanwhile, Don was wandering around in the forest, bored. She thought about going back to the castle where she was SURE the internet connection had been fixed but then she remembered Kara’s face and decided against it. She really was bored though.

Then she heard a sound!

It came from far away but the tune was easily recognisable. And as the noise became louder and louder, Don made out the words they were singing: Sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry nake nake nake nake nake nake bajoh bajoh bajoh bajoh etc etc…

Recognising the people as possible KPop fans, Don almost decided not to approach them. Bu-ut…
She really was bored.

So she set out in search of the anonymous KPop fans.

After a gruelling long time, she arrived at a house. It was an ordinary house, absolutely nothing abnormal about it. Well, except that it was in the middle of a forest with no other houses within a 700m radius. But…that’s no big deal huh.

It was also booming out KPop music at the highest volume it could possibly go.

Don looked at the house. It looked back at her. Neither one wanted to approach the other.

Finally, Don mustered up the courage to ring the doorbell.

Ding-dong.

She waited. There were loud crashes coming from the vicinity of the house. Something went ping. The music stopped. She waited.

Finally, the door opened. A grumpy looking face stared out. It had a mass of curly hair with a hat on top. It was green (hat, not hair).

“What do you want? Whatever you’re selling, we’re not interested.”

The grumpy face was pushed out of the house by two other people. Both were petite although one was predominantly small while the other was predominantly skinny. They looked up curiously at Don.

“Who are you? Are you a salesperson?”

“We’re not very interested, sorry.”

There was a clatter from inside the house and Don could hear people shouting.

“I want to see the person too! Let me seeee! Don’t crowd the doorway”

“Let’s ALL go out! Come on Doc. Stop reading! Let’s go see the stranger!”

“I don’t see what the fuss is. I don’t want to.”

And above all the pandemonium, a small ‘zzz’ could be heard.

Suddenly, a whole pile of people piled out of the house. Don waited as they sorted themselves out. She was curious, but mostly indifferent.

They were strange people, all dressed in loose clothing and hats (although some hats had fallen off and were being retrieved by their owners). They all looked different, some with curly hair, some with short hair, others with long hair. Some had a tan, others did not. None of them looked related to any of the other people.

They looked at Don. Don looked back. The grumpy one broke the silence.

“So? Are you a salesperson? If you are, I’m going back in.”

Don blinked and there was a pause before she replied.

“I’m running away from someone and I need a place to stay. Could you lend me a room to stay in for a few days?”

There was a silence.

“Sure.” Said the short one.

“I’m fine with it.” Said the skinny one.

“I think we have room.” Said one of the people, this one with bangs.

“Okay!” Agreed another person enthusiastically. She had a reddish nose and she held a tissue box.

“Okay!” Agreed another one. She grinned and there was a glint of metal.

“Hmph. Fine, come in.” Said the grumpy one, and then went back into the house with an air of someone who had completed a needed but troublesome task. With a lot of noise and exclamations, the rest of the group followed suit.

Don followed the last of the strange people and went into the house.

It looked ordinary but cozy. There were framed photos placed haphazardly on tables and hung on the wall. A few chairs were placed here and there, coupled with two sofas. The rug on the floor had clearly seen better days.

The short one collapsed into a chair. Some sat on the floor, some sat on the sofa.

“I suppose we shall have to introduce ourselves. I’m Tiny,” she said. And scowled. Don got the idea that she greatly disliked her name. She wore glasses and had a yellow hat, her short hair was pulled back into a small ponytail and her legs barely reached the floor.

The skinny one, who sat on a chair beside her kicked her legs and relaxed. There was a friendly air about her and her actions were graceful, but completely natural. “I’m Skinny.” She said, and smiled.

The one with bangs nodded. She had bangs that nearly covered her eyebrows (but didn’t). She was attractive in a sophisticated, poised but exotic way (A.N. Contributed by Christine!)and she held herself with great pride. A pair of perfectly rounded glasses rested on her nose. “I’m Doc.”

The one with the reddish nose grinned. She put her tissue box on the table beside her and waved a sleeved arm. “I’m Sneezy!” And as if calculated…She sneezed.

The grumpy one sniffed. She had, as I have said before, a mass of curly hair which was barely controlled under her hat. She was what people would call pleasantly plump (although in her case, more grumpily plump?) and she pulled it off with aplomb. Instead of being a detriment as it would on others, it instead only increased her natural authority. “…Grumpy.” She announced.

The last one in the room grinned lazily, as if having not only an ace up her sleeve, but a King, a wildcard and a 2 of spades. “I am-“ Pause. She stared at Don and her grin widened. “The-One-Who-Has-A-Long-Fringe-And-Who-Plays-The-Guitar-And-Is-Generally-Quite-Awesome”

Don projected a silence which showed an utter disapproval of that name. It also insinuated ‘You are forever going to be called Oi’.

The-One-Who-Has-A-Long-Fringe-And-Who-Plays-The-Guitar-And-Is-Generally-Quite-Awesome slumped back into her seat and mumbled. “But you can also call me Abby.”

Don nodded. “So there are six of you?”

Tiny shook her head vigorously. “No! There’s one more!” She held a finger to her lips, grinning. And then she slowly pointed to an arm chair in a dark corner which contained a previously unseen occupant. A soft snore rose from the figure and subsided.

“That’s Sleepy.” Tiny whispered. “She sleeps a lot.”

Don nodded again. Then a thought struck her. She forgot to ask something vitally important!
“Do you have internet?”

******
There was a funeral as was customary for the poor princess who ‘died so young’. People from all over Tuti gathered to mourn for the poor deceased Don. And among them all, Bella was the loudest mourner. People within a 500 mile radius could hear her sobbing.

“Oh Donnnn…DONNNN!!! WHY DID YOU HAVE TO DIEEEEEE???!!!”

Kara merely covered her ears in her bed and quivered.

The funeral lasted for 2 weeks, in which Bella spent the entire duration beside ‘Don’s coffin and refused to leave. As a result, she didn’t touch her 8-ball for the entire 2 weeks. But when those 2 weeks were over, she opened the application and carefully asked:

“8-ball, who is the most awesome person in Tuti?”

The 8-ball replied sulkily.

“I told you didn’t I? It’s Don. Don I tell you! Don!”

Bella’s face went stiff.

“Don..?”

“Yup.”

“8-ball, where is Don right now?”

“In a house in the forest. Probably a sleepover or something. I don’t care anymore.”

Bella slowly closed her labtop. She closed her eyes. An observant watcher would have noticed a vein throbbing in her forehead. A very observant watcher would have noticed the ends of her mouth…twitch. Those two observers would also be dead, due to the immense fury radiating from her.

She opened her mouth.

And.

Screamed.

“KAAAAAAAARAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!”

Kara jumped out of bed and ran for her life towards Bella’s bedroom. Every cell in her body, every tissue, every organ was screaming for her to run in the opposite direction and that if she reached Bella’s bedroom, she would definitely ****ing die.

She reached the bedroom.

Bella sat on her chair facing the door. And oh go*s, she had the Smile.

“Kara?” Asked Bella sweetly.

“Y-yes Queen?”

“Why is Don alive?”

Oh sh*t, thought Kara. I’mdeadI’mdeadI’mdead.

“I’m not sure Queen, I thought she was dead?”

“No. She isn’t. Bring her to me. Or you WILL die.”

When Kara left the room, she immediately went to her room, packed her bags and left. Presumably to Timbaktu, or more likely, another planet.

****
After waiting a day for Kara to bring Don, she finally found out that Kara had left for another planet. Sick of all her useless servants, Bella decided to take matters into her own hands.

She would go to that house in the forest, and then she would hug Don! Brilliant! She was such a genius. Bella patted herself on the back.

But…How would she make Don open the door? Don probably knew she wanted to hug her by now and she would NEVER open the door. So how would she trick Don?

Cats! Of course. Everyone loves cats, she reasoned. So if she dressed up as a cat, Don would DEFINITELY let her in.

Humming to herself, she began her preparations.
*****

Meanwhile, Don was playing cards with Tiny, Skinny and Doc. She had been playing cards for 3 straight hours and she was quickly getting bored of it. But what could she do? There was no internet, no gameboy, no PSP, no Xbox, not even a TV! Only a radio where Skinny, Tiny, Abby and Sneezy could play their KPop. She didn’t even have to think about listening She yawned.

Just then, the doorbell rang. “I’ll get it.” She volunteered. She thought everyone would rush to get the door just like when she first came. But no one did. That day was probably a really boring day, she thought to herself.

Before opening the door, Don checked the window to see who it was. She blinked, rubbed her eyes and looked again.

There was no mistaking it. Bella was outside her door, dressed as a cat! Don thought slowly. She wanted Bella to leave. But how?

Maybe…. It couldn’t possibly work.
******

Bella stood outside the door of the house in the forest. She was dressed as a black and white cat, complete with tail and makeup. She miaowed to herself absent-mindedly.

Just then, she noticed a piece of paper being shoved outside through the underside of the door from inside the house.

She picked it up, read it aloud.

“Hmm…House..empty. Gone…to…Timbaktu….Leave…Milk….Outside…Door.” She blinked.

“Oh. They’ve gone on a holiday. I shall just go home then.”

Don sighed as she watched Bella turn back. She couldn’t believe it worked.

Bella only realised it the next day and a wave of fury swept over the castle.
*********

The next day, Bella went to the house dressed as a sheep. Because sheep are harmless, she reasoned. Don would surely open the door for her. But then she got distracted by a butterfly and ran off.
********

The day after, Bella tried to land on the roof in a parachute and go down the chimney of the house but she was blown into a river and had to spend the rest of the day at the spa fixing her hair.
******
After 3 days of trying method after method, Bella was about to give up. But then she realized… There was still one more method. One more method that would definitely get Don to open the door.



WHAT COULD IT BE????????? Tag if you know. Tag if you have something you want me to put in. Tag if you're bored. Tag if you want to tag.

Just Tag.

Just wanted to bring a smile to your lovely faces :D

This is the completed group pic of Tuti, mafia style. Please go to Facebook for a larger view.

Drawn by Kara and Isabella.

Geog terms warped in SGP-

GORGES adj. stunningly beautiful
("That ger (girl) is gorges!")

CORAL verb.
1. to bicker
("Want to coral, is it?")
2. (followed by reef) to argue with
("Want to coral reef me, is it?")

DAM noun. a swear word to express disgust or dismay
("Dam it, call her go Zouk, she doe wan.")

VALLEY adverb. extremely
("That Versachee belt, valley nice!")

THERMOMETER phrase. to meet the next day
("Cindy say thermometer at Taka.")

LATITUDE adjective. a disagreeable demeanour
(" She really got latitude problem man!")

CIRRUS adjective. certain
("Cirrus or not? Don' bluff!")

CANOPY phrase. impossible
("He bought new handphone? Canopy!")

and these are 2 funny ads involving apple and blackberry companies pitting their ads against each other.haha.

blackberry first made an ad involving a blackberry smashing into an apple,with the apple exploding cos the blackberry was too good.


blackberry:nothing can touch it

then apple fought back.

apple:simple facts

yeah,these are funny vids.

sorry if you hate these.

haha.i'm almost close to spamming.

do you people...mind?

funny cats spoof video (:

xoxo,
Joni

Yo. This is Kara. Just would like to say that I am officially stopping the mafia story. I have received far too many complaints about it.

So, if you want to know:
1. your entrance (if you have not appeared yet),
2. your fate after the finale, or
3. the plot of the finale,
please email me, and I will tell you.

-Kara.

P.S. For those of you who wondering, I don't have H1N1...

...yet.

I am going to rush this and speed it up a little.

To Christine: Here is the long-awaited appearance of your dragon.
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"We are going to WHAT?"

Yiernoshi stared at Se Ern in horror.

After Maria had been admitted to the hospital section, Se Ern had proceeded to give them orders from the higher-ups back in Italy.

They were to invade the enemy base in five days.

Yiernoshi bit her lip nervously.

A raid was a good idea. Attack the enemy before they attack you. But they had not completed their training yet.

Everyone in the meeting room looked at her intently. She sighed, making up her mind.

"Everyone, train extra hard. Let's do this."
-----
Three days had passed since then. Maria showed no sign of improving, so Kah Yunn was to take her place in the raid.

Yiernoshi had finally developed a new, powerful technique. It had almost blown up the training room.

As for Christine, her training was going well. She was in the library, figuring out the secret behind the many boxes. She had solved it, too.

Except for one little problem...
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"Ancalagon! Get off!"

"Pyuu..."

Christine scowled, trying in vain to yank off the little red dragon clutching her arm in a death grip.

"Get off me!"

"Pyuu...?"

Ancalagon looked at her, and Christine thought she saw a glimmer of mischief in those huge golden eyes.

Christine's scowl deepened. Were'nt box weapons supposed to obey their masters?

Finally, Ancalagon let go, but not before scratching her viciously on the arm.

"Ow!"

Ancalagon soared off the table, flapped her wings frantically, and crashed to the ground.

Christine sighed resignedly.
-----
Victoria holstered her new weapon. The sword didn't feel right to her, so Sam had traded itfor this. It was much cooler, she had to admit.

Plus, she still had her handy golf club.
-----
"Aw," cooed Jeanine at dinner, the night before the raid. She watched with sparkling eyes as Ancalagon gobbled up sausage number fifteen.

"She's so cute!"

Christine sniffed disgustedly, looking at Jeanine fawning over her box weapon.

Traitor. She's nice to everyone but me.
-----
Finally, the day of the invasion. The infiltration squad consisted of Yiernoshi, Jeanine, Christine, Victoria, Se Ern, and Kah Yunn.

So far, they had been lucky. The guy guarding the entrance to the base was sleeping, allowing them to sneak in. So far, no alarms had sounded, and no enemy had spotted them.

As they crawled through the ventilation pipe, they heard a voice.

"Hmm, I hear rats crawling about."

The next thing they knew, the pipe collapsed, and they fell to the ground.

Yiernoshi looked up at their assailant, and came face to face with...

A pair of glowing red eyes.

Here are the TYL (Ten Years Later) references (according to flame type) for the Carbonara! From top to bottom: Yiernoshi-Sky (Sawada Tsuna) (TYL version is unknown); TYL Christine-Storm (Gokudera Hayato); Christine; TYL Victoria-Cloud (Hibari Kyouya); Victoria; TYL Claire-Rain (Yamamoto Takeshi); Claire; Maria-Mist (Chrome Dokuro-female reference) (TYL version is unavailable); TYL Maria (Rokudo Mukuro-male reference); Maria (male reference); TYL Se Ern-Sun (Sasagawa Ryohei); Se Ern; TYL Jeanine-Thunder (Lambo); Jeanine.

These references are based on flame attribute type. If your reference here is different from an earlier one, the earlier ones are personality references.

Those without the acronym TYL in front means that they are the non-TYL references, so that you can compare.

Next omake: The TYL Cheddocheezaria

I promised lots of people I'd update today, so here I am!

Just to clear up some doubts:

1) Eva Moore is a random character I made up. She taught Maria to create illusions.

2) Yes, Se Ern, the one right at the end of the previous chapter was you.
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Fixit frowned at the screen.

"As I thought, I don't have enough data to determine whether the signal I picked up is real or not..."

She jumped backwards in surprise, as her screen suddenly filled with rows of commas.

Sam peered at the screen.

"It's an emergency coded message."

Fixit frowned, typing away at the keys while Yiernoshi, Christine, Jeanine, and Victoria looked on.

"In our slang, a comma represents one head cut off. It's a code for killing. This...is the assassin squad's code!"

Assassin squad?

"Isn't that..." Yiernoshi started.
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Mitong paced up and down the hospital corridor.

That Shreenithi! Runs off on her own, leaving her squad behind, and she has to get herself heavily injured.

He scowled.

At least Shreenithi's Ring didn't get lost. Unfortunately, one of her boxes had disappeared.

The nurse opened the door to Shreenithi's ward.

"Sir."

"How is it?"

"Lord Shreenithi has regained consciousness. However, her jaw is broken, and she is in danger of infecting her many wounds."

Mitong sighed. One Captain, out of comission.
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Fixit frowned.

"This data contains a video, I believe. Give me a few more seconds to decode it."

A few moments later, she smiled triumphantly.

"Aha! I've decoded it! The signal comes from the Carbonara, after all. The digital signature matches."

Yiernoshi blinked.

"That means it really is them, then...the Carbonara Special Assassination Squad..."

Fixit pressed a button.

"It's playing now."

Yiernoshi focused her eyes on the screen, and...

"HEEEEEEEY!"

She blinked at a slightly familiar face on screen.

"Are your heads still attached, you brats!"

Christine gasped.

"That's the..."

Jeanine joined in.

"Future..."

"Chip!" gasped Yiernoshi.

It was indeed Chip. She swung her short ponytail out of the way as she grinned menacingly at the screen.

Kah Yunn rolled her eyes.

"Turn it down."

"Listen up, you brats-ow!"

A slim hand had appeared, pushing Chip off the sofa she had been sitting on, and onto the floor.

"OOOOII! Don't push me off!"

A sigh from the person off-screen.

She then stepped into view, and Yiernoshi recognised Gladys.

"Shaddap. This is my video, not yours, so quit messing around and deafening everyone. Go bother Bella or something."

Gladys turned to the screen.

"Listen. Don't go outside, even if you pick up the signal of a new ring."

A new head popped out from behind Gladys.

"If you wait very patiently, an instruction will arrive soon. Until then, stay put like good little kiddies~"

Christine frowned.

"Bella."

Gladys scowled.

"What are you doing here?"

Bella grinned.

"The princess is bored~I came here to bug you."

Gladys narrowed her eyes.

"If you interrupt me again, I'll kill you."

"I dare you."

The next thing Yiernoshi saw on screen was a three-person all-out fight as Chip, Gladys, and Bella scuffled.

A shoe came flying towards the screen, and...

The screen went blank.

Fixit groaned.

"They kicked the camera."

Jeanine frowned thoughtfully.

"What's that instruction they mentioned, anyways?"

"I guess they must be referring to her," Sam said. "She's just returned from Italy."

A step sounded behind them.

A waist-length ponytail swished.

All eyes went to the unconscious Maria in her arms.

"Se Ern, gatecrashing!"

Bah. I'm bored. Wheee.


Oneshot: Dance of The Pixies?

The sun slowly set upon Tuti, turning twilight to dusk. The wildlands rustled with the sounds of animals preparing to sleep, and the little folk slowly waking up.

Claire fluttered in and out of the long grass, absentmindedly humming a song which she had been hearing repeatedly since waking up. The source of which she was currently looking for, if for nothing else, to get it to stop.

Or Creator forbid, to find something to do.

"Oh!"

Lost in her thoughts, she had nearly crashed into a pixie, who though only a few inches tall, was a head taller than her.

" Hmmm...?"

Claire flittered to the ground gracefully, then stood back up again and brushing her dress down, looked around and asked,

"What are you doing?"
"Practicing."
"What kind of practice?"
"Dance."
"Funny kind of dance."

Which indeed it was, for the pixies were merely sitting on the ground, or on toadstools looking depressed. Some sighed.

The pixie she was talking to sighed as well.

"We're supposed to be doing a dance for the Pixie Ball, but though some of us actually know how to dance, we just can't create a dance."

Claire hummed while she thought, then grinned.

"Okay. I'll help you! Play the song!"

The pixie looked at her, then decided it wouldn't hurt and turned on the raydio (solar powered radio invented by the pixies)

"This is the chorus," She told Claire.

Claire thought for a while turned her head here, then there, then raised her leg, then the other leg, then did a weird body wave thing.

She nodded.

"I can work with this."

The pixie looked incredulous.

"Show us."

..............................................................

She wowed them.

.............................................................

The sun was about to rise when Claire finally headed home to sleep. She thought about the pixies she had met and smiled broadly to herself.

flashback

Claire told them sternly.

"Let's meet two suns from now, okay? And practice at home. Very important!"

"Can't wait!"

And she sped home.

..................................................

Few suns later, after practicing again and again and again and again and....Well, you get the idea, the pixies had gotten it.

Claire beamed.

"Excellent! You're going to knock the elder pixies' beards off!"

The pixies clapped excitedly, whispering among themselves as they headed home.

"We're gonna do it!"
"Bet she's just being optimistic."
"Think we suck"
"I like chocolate cake!"

..........................................

"Okay, show me."

So they did.

"Late!"
"Early"
"Again!"
"Again!"
"Again!"
"AGAIN!"

Claire yelled.

"What is wrong with you today? Tell me! Seven suns ago, you were perfect! What is this?!"

The pixies looked at each other, fidgeted. Each thinking: It's been so long since we've done this. Not the same if we don't do it together. Need a moment to remember.....Just. Please....... Another chance....Don't be angry, don't be angry.......Another chance.......Please......

Claire looked at them. Her lower lip trembled. In a low voice, she repeated.

"What is this."

And she fled.

....................

There was a moment's pause. The pixies looked at each other. Then away, nervously.

"We made Claire mad...."

Who said that?

The pixies looked around, then at the ground.

Fidgeted.

Then one by one, they excused themselves and left.

A slow crawl, then when out of sight, a fleet footed sprint, as if running from something.

Or perhaps.... Towards something?

......................

Claire trembled with suppressed rage, disappointment and...regret?

flashback

"Claire! We're going to the Glen to practice for the Faerie Ball, you coming?"

She shook her head, said no, she was doing something, a project, when in actuality, she was blocking for the pixies. Her heart ached, she wanted to dance...But she also wanted to do it for the pixies....

"Claire! Two suns! You haven't handed in this piece of work for two suns, Claire! If you don't buck up, your grades are going to fall!"

And Claire could not reply, could not say it was a misunderstanding. For it was true, anyway. She had spent her time polishing up the dance moves for the pixies.

It was a sacrifice. But worth it......

...Right?

Claire trembled.

"They have no idea what I've done for them......."

...................

A voice.

Then another.

Then yet another.

"Claire."
"Claire..."
"Claire?"
"Claire!"
"CLAIRE!"

She looked up. Saw their faces. Then remembered.

It was them.

The pixies.

Of course it was worth it.

She paused. Worth... it? Wor-th it?

She slapped herself. Of course it was!

They were her friends after all.

Her lower lip trembled as she looked up at them. Different faces, some pale, some dark, some tall, some....even shorter than Claire (Note. Chip) All looking concernedly down at her.

Her big brown(ish) eyes looked up at them.

"I..shouted at you....Do you hate me?"

And the smiles she got in response, the hands that reached out, were more than an answer.

"Let's go dance."

And they did.




Wheeeeeeee. P.S, Bella's world does not include selfishness, revenge, unforgiveness, or anything of that kind. That, and exaggeration form this story.

To those who actually manage to read to this point,

Have a cookie (virtual) (:

one-tee landers at 7/05/2009 11:54:00 PM

Hey guys.

The blogs kinda dead. Aside from the mafia stories.

So anyway, just posting on the status for the musical.

Here's the program:

1. Overture (1:48)

2. Prologue - Jellicle Songs for Jellicle Cats (5:08)

3. Jellicles Come to the Jellicle Ball (2:25)

4. Rum Tum Tugger (3:07)

5. Of the Aweful Battle of the Pekes and the Pollicles (4:57)

6. Skimbleshanks: The Railway Cat (4:19)

7. Macavity: The Mystery Cat (3:40)

8. Magical Mr Mistoffelees (3:00)

9. Memory (4:59)

10. Finale - The Jellicle Ball / Credits (4:28)

So yeah. Please remember to check emails. I'll be sending more details tomorrow so do keep on the lookout!

Oh yes and please bring your TAIL YARN on Tuesday. I will be conducting a session from 11.30am - 12 noon on tail making and ear making.

Thanks and I will keep you posted. Happy Youth Day!

claire the choreo cat xD

I know i'm lame.

Maria sighed, and leaned back against the old wall. She lifted up her hand, and looked at the ring frozen to her finger.

What exactly was going on?

She had been out grocery shopping, when all of a sudden something had come whizzing towards her, enveloping her in yellow smoke. When it cleared, she was here, in this dilipidated building.

A clunk sounded behind her.

"Who is it?"

A snow-white feather drifted in from the doorway.

A bird?

"Hehe...who would have thought that my next encounter with you would be with your past self? But still...it's here! It's really here!~"

Maria spun around to find a skinny young woman in a heavy white jacket and glasses. A snowy white owl enveloped in red flames flapped beside her, and she held a short stick alight with red flames.

She flipped her long braid out of the way.

"Let's begin, little Maria."

Maria blinked.

"...Who?"

"My name is Shreenithi. From your appearance, it appears that you've never time travelled before. It's kind of like Alice finding her way into Wonderland, don't you think?"

Maria frowned, confused.

"What?"

Shreenithi sighed.

"You're such a scrawny brat. I prefer the you you become in this era. But..."

She darted forward, like a white blur, and grabbed Maria's hand."

"Hmm...it's frozen. So that's why you didn't show up on the radar...But it's the real one. The ring, the Carbonara Ring!"

Maria yanked her hand back.

"It hurts!"

Maria yanked her knife out of its sheath in her bag.

"Get out!"

Shreenithi smirked.
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"Eh?"

Yiernoshi peered at the screen in the tech room.

"This is Maria?"

"Yes."

"But...she looks so different!"

Sam sighed.

"Ten years ago, shortly after the Ring Battles, Maria's two sidekicks were captured and killed in an attempt to capture Maria herself. Maria was rather deeply shaken by the death of the two she considered close friends, and as a result, she lost all her self confidence."

Yiernoshi squinted at the screen.

"But she's wearing a skirt!"

"School uniform."

"She goes to school?"

"Of course. She is, after all, your age."

Yiernoshi frowned thoughtfully.
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Maria dodged Shreenithi's stick and rolled to one side, wincing in pain at the two burns on her face.

"Magma!" she gasped. "Erupt from the floor!"

Immediately, pillars of fire erupted, sending chunks of floor flying everywhere.

Shreenithi smirked, walking straight through the fire.

"Very impressive. But this is only an illusion. Are you still going to use these childish tricks?"

She bounced a box in her hand.

"Like teacher, like student, I see. Both very pathetic."

"What?"
-----
Yiernoshi looked at a picture of a woman on the screen.

"And who is this?"

"We believe this is the one who taught Maria her skills, Eva Moore. She was rumoured to be one of the strongest illusionists ever. However, six months ago, a rumour was passed around that she had been defeated."

Sam pressed a button, and the picture of a lady with a long braid appeared on screen.

"The one that defeated her was the Captain of the White Tomatoes Eighth Squad, Shreenithi."
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Maria glared at Shreenithi.

"There's no way Master Eva could lose!"

Shreenithi smirked.

"Your knowledge is only up till ten years ago, hmm? Then allow me to show you...the magic of this era!"

Shreenithi's box opened, and the owl came soaring out. It flapped its wings, and a giant storm appeared, washing over Maria's fire columns.

"This is reality."

Not good...

Maria fumbled around on the ground, picked up a rock, and flung it at Shreenithi, hitting her nose.

Taking Shreenithi's distraction as an oppurtunity, she ran out.

She ran to the emergency shelter that had been there even when her friends were still alive. Panting, she crouched, hoping that Shreenithi wouldn't find her.

Her eyes began to close.

Don't sleep, little student.

Maria spun around.

Just now...that was Master Eva's voice!

Shreenithi laughed cruelly.

"Still running away? Coward."

I'm sure I heard Master Eva...

Turning around, she squinted into the darkness.

"Master Eva?"

Shreenithi snorted.

"She's dead, silly girl."

I'm over here. I've been behind you since earlier.

Maria spun around.

"Huh?"

The owl frowned at her. Suddenly, its golden eyes seemed to crack, revealing one blue eye and one brown eye.

Master Eva's eyes.

Now, let's begin, Maria.

Shreenithi frowned. What was that girl staring at?

Oh, yes. Her magnificent owl. It was grand, with that red aura...

"Wha?"

The red flame flickered. Suddenly, it wasn't red any more. It was...

...indigo.

"What?"

The owl swooped straight at Shreenithi.

Maria, take this chance. Run up the stairs.

Shreenithi stared at the owl.

"Those eyes...you're Eva Moore!"

The owl landed on a patch of rubble.

"Very good, Shreenithi. You grasped the situation pretty quickly."

"I will not stand for something so absurd! I've heard that you have the power of possession, but..."

Eva laughed quietly.

"Don't you remember? In the last battle, I scratched your little owl, didn't I? And you do know that just one scratch is good enough for possession...for me at least."

Shreenithi scowled.

"You...you...who's ever heard of possessing a box?"

"Well, I've done it, so what can I say?"

Meanwhile, Maria was crouched at the top of the steps.

Listen, Maria. For various reasons, I am unable to use a large amount of energy. Also, I do not think it is possible for you to escape. So...you will defeat her.

"Ok..."

You'll be fine. You have the Carbonara Ring.

Maria looked down at her finger.

"The ice...it's thawing..."

That Mist Ring will lend you all the power you need.
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Fixit gasped.

"We've picked up the signal of a new Ring!"

Yiernoshi peered at Fixit's screen.

"Isn't that Maria's hideout? It could be Maria with the Carbonara Ring!"

Kah Yunn frowned.

"Analyze that data. Now."

"Yes ma'am!"
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The owl was thrown out, and smashed into the wall next to Maria.

"Master Eva!"

I'm fine. But you should get rid of that nuisance first. Draw out the power of the Ring.

"The power of the Ring?"

Feed it your resolution.

Maria frowned. On her hand, the Ring burst into indigo flame.

She stretched out a hand.

"Erupt!"

Just like before, giant pillars of fire erupted.

"Incredible...but still fake."

"It didn't work?"

Make your illusions stronger. Like a proper illusionist. Do not say anything out loud, but instead imagine it.

"Okay..."

She frowned.

Multiply.

Immediately, a hundred or so knives appeared, encircling Shreenithi.

Shreenithi frowned.

"This is an illusion for sure...but which is the real one...?"

Maria held out her hand, and with a sudden movement, clenched her fist tightly.

The knives all flew towards Shreenithi...
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The wall of the old building exploded, and a bloody body flew out.

A shadow moved in the bushes.

"Am I too late? I hope she's alright..."

"Meow."

(EDIT: I have changed Mitong's name back to its proper one after realising that it was spelled wrongly. A serious typo.)

I haven't done this for so long! Yeah, so here are some references. From top to bottom, Mistan (Byakuran), Saumya (Princess Uni), Marians new reference (Bianchi), Rayu, with younger version of Saumya's reference (Gamma + younger Uni), and Mitong (Irie Shouichi). Did I miss anyone out? If I did, I'm very sorry. Please leave message in Cbox. Next omake: The Ten-Year-Later references of the Carbonara!

Yes, Marian, the starfish mentioned later is your box weapon.
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They had begun to fight. Explosion after explosion sounded, as Yiernoshi fended off Claire's bear.

Claire looked at Yiernoshi impassively.

"Just as the baby said. This level of power is a far cry from your future self."

But before she could position her hands into the triangular position required to freeze flames, the bear opened its mouth...

...and engulfed her in its huge gaping maw.
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Christine stared in horror as Yiernoshi was swallowed.

Claire seemed unperturbed.

"It's an enclosed space," she called. "You'll only have enough oxygen for an hour."

"Are you insane?! You show up here, and try to kill the boss?"

"The weak will buried. That is a given."

Sam cleared her throat.

"Well then, Victoria, shall we begin our training?"

Christine spluttered.

"But...but...if we don't stop this, the boss will..."

Victoria nodded.

"Claire is serious."

Sam sighed.

"I know she is. That's why it has to be her. Every generation, the boss must overcome the Carbonara trial. The trial cannot be compromised, so a genuine threat is necessary."

Marian grinned.

"Ok. We should get started too."

She headed for the lift, dragging a morose Christine behind her. Carmen happily bounced towards the lifts as well, with Jeanine folllowing.

Sam nodded to Victoria.

"I'll meet you at basement 6."
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The lift doors slid open.

This should be basement 6, Victoria though to herself.

Where's the light switch?

Somewhere in the darkness, a pistol was cocked, aiming at Victoria's back.

Victoria stiffened, and instinctively pulled out her sword.

"You were able to sense the threat? You have improved again, Victoria."
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Christine scowled angrily, refusing to get off the couch.

"You have nothing to teach me!" she roared at Marian. "So why am I still stuck with you?"

"Christine."

"What?"

"Shut up."

Marian stuck a starfish onto Christine's face. It crackled with green energy, and then fell off Christine's cheek, leaving an angry burn there.

"Stop letting your emotions get the better of you. Do you want a repeat of your defeat by Mischan?

Christine scowled.

Marian clapped her hands.

"All right, let's start. Your goal is to complete the Sistema C.A.I. designed by the future Christine."

I...designed it?

"If you want to run away, that's fine."

She stuck her ring into a box, and a torrent of green flame soared out.

"But you'll have to get through me first."

Marian meant business.
-----
Back in the big training room, only Kah Yunn, Claire, Anne, Looloo (the flying toilet roll), and Claire's box weapon remained.

Claire yawned.

Kah Yunn crossed her arms, and watched, stony-faced.

Anne frowned.

The oxygen is quickly running out.

Inside the bear's stomach, Yiernoshi was kneeling, panting heavily.

This is my last strike. I'll concentrate all my flames into one point!

She plunged her gloved right hand into the wall of the bear's stomach.
-----
In the upper world, it was raining.

In the dilipidated school building, a pair of booted feet walked haltingly down a corridor.

"Anyone...?"
-----
Victoria blinked.

"Hey, where are you going?"

"Toilet break."
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Yiernoshi groaned. Her flame had not dealt any damage at all, save for a small dent, where the flame of the Ring had touched it.

Perhaps that was the weakness. A flame of higher purity.

But how could she conjure up a huge flame of such high purity?

I can't die here...wasn't my resolution enough?

She fell forwards, the flame on her forehead extinguishing itself.

She pulled of one of the pale orange now-deactivated gloves, and looked at the Carbonara Ring.

What more can I wish for?

Suddenly, the Ring lit up. A beam of light was emitted from the Ring, which shone onto Yiernoshi's forehead.

Kill him. A loud voice boomed.

Yiernoshi saw a man on the ground, pleading for his life.

"Please! My wife...my children...GAH!"

He stopped abruptly, as a knife plunged through him. Yiernoshi blinked.

What is this?

Revenge. Ambush. Eradicate.

What...

"The Carbonara's past sins."

Ghostly figures in suits appeared behind her, eyes blazing orange.

"Murder. Revenge. Betrayal. An insatiable thirst for power. This is the bloodstained history of the Carbonara mafia."

Another figure began to speak.

"You, holder of the Carbonara Sky Ring, do you have the resolution..."

"The resolution to inherit thses past sins."

Yiernoshi could only stare, horrified.

"Give me back my son!"

Voices echoed in her head.

"So brutal!"

"My eye! My eyeeeeeee!"

"STOP IT!"

The ghostly figures drew closer.

"Do not turn your eyes away. This is the destiny of the successor to the Carbonara. This is the purpose of the life you were given."

"I refuse! I can't do such cruel things!"

"If it's great power you want, you must also have the resolution to inherit out great history. That is the price we must pay for the power we wish for."

"I refuse. I...I thought I would do anything, as long as I could protect everyone. But this...I don't need this kind of power!"

The shadowy figures were taken aback.

"What?!"

"If you want me to inherit such mistakes, then...I...I will wipe out the Carbonara!"

In front of her eyes, colours swirled. Now she was gazing at a table with the Carbonara crest. Standing around it were the previous bosses of the Carbonara.

Second. Third. Fourth. Fifth. Sixth. Seventh. Eighth. Ninth. Tenth. Eleventh. Twelfth. and Thirteenth.

And sitting upon a throne at the head of the table...

Carbonara First.

The First stood, gazing at Yiernoshi.

"Your resolution," she said, "is unequivocally accepted."

Then Yiernoshi heard the First's voice in her mind.

"To flourish or to perish, it's all up to you know. I have been waiting for you. now, it's time for you to inherit the proof of the Carbonara."

All the figures disappeared, becoming pillars of orange flame. In front of Yiernoshi, was a blinding white light...
-----
Kah Yunn watched, as Claire's bear began to glow. Suddenly, it burst apart, and reverted back to a little bear cub, which was absorbed back into the box.

Standing there, was Yiernoshi. Her left glove looked the same as usual. But on her right glove, was the unmistakable crest of the Carbonara.

Yiernoshi had upgraded her weapon.
-----
Anne smiled.

What a beautiful flame. Only such a high-purity flame will have that beautiful crystal-clear colour. Storm is red. Sky is orange. Sun is yellow. Lightning is green. Rain is blue. Mist is indigo. And Cloud is violet.

Claire looked at Yiernoshi, the shadow of a smile flickering across her features.

"You're beginning to resemble the you I know."

She turned to Sam.

"From here on, I can do whatever I want, right? Baby."

Sam nodded.

"Yes. That is what I promised."

"Good."

She unsheathed her sword, blazing with blue flame.

"Then let's begin."

She looked at Yiernoshi.

"There are no rules in this fight. Either you defeat me...or you die."

"I'll defeat you."

Claire smirked.

"Come and get it."
-----
Half an hour later, things weren't going so well. Yiernoshi couldn't control her new flame on her right glove well. All the holes and craters in the walls, celing and floor of the training room wer created by her.

Claire sighed.

"You have a lot more space to improve. I look forward to enjoying myself again tomorrow, Yiernoshi Lai."
-----
Christine was in a sandstorm.

"What is this?"

"It's the Storm room. With you are twenty of my starfish. To pass, you must eradicate all twenty in one minute. We're very fortunate that future Christine left most of Sistema C.A.I. behind. Here."

Marian activated a switch, and a huge backpack dropped from a hatch. It landed in front of Christine, exposing its contents: 20 or so boxes.

"If it's you, you should be able to figure out what your older self was thinking. So hurry up and start thinking."
-----
In the Irritato Tomatoes base in Italy...
A fist pounded on the table.

"This is not acceptable! Why was this secret only kept to the White Tomatoes?"

Mistan smiled.

"If I spoke of time travel, none of you would believe me, would you?"

She glanced at the lady sitting next to her, the commander of all Black Tomatoes squads.

"I just wanted to keep it a secret until I could prove it was an established fact. I really did, Saumya."

Saumya glanced at Mistan with a expressionless stare.
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After the meeting, Mistan sat in her office.

Her secretary poked her head in.

"We've got an emergency report from the White Tomatoes 11th squad! Four of their B-rank and above members were assassinated under unknown circumstances."

Mistan grinned.

"So it's finaly time for the moles to show themselves."

"Moles?"

"Yes. The Carbonara's special assassination squad, the Cheddocheezaria."

Yesssss! I am finally back! :)
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Fixit poked her head into the hospital room.

"A word if I may?"

"Yes?"

"Good news! Miss Marian and Miss Carmen are back from their information gathering!"
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Yiernoshi sat in the sitting room, with Sam, Kah Yunn, Marian, Carmen, and a girl of about twenty with two bouncy ponytails.

Marian still looked the same as ever. Her hair was slightly longer, and she had a thin scar running down her cheek, but she still possessed the naive and innocent aura around her person. The same aura that Christine found annoying, and almost everyone else found cute.

(A/N: Though I highly doubt this is true.)

Carmen, on the other hand, had changed quite a bit. She had opted to switch her glasses of ten years ago for contacts, and her short bob had grown to shoulder-length.

Sam looked around the ring formation they were sitting in.

"Who wants to go first?"

The unknown girl with the two pigtails cleared her throat.

"I will."

Yiernoshi looked at her.

"Who are you?"

She beamed.

"I'm Anne, Claire's subordinate~! Pleased to meet you!"

Kah Yunn sighed.

"Get on with it."

Anne nodded.

"The signal you guys received was from us. Looloo-Claire's pet-was supposed to send the signal when she saw Jeanine. Unfortunately, while flying over the warehouse, the battery failed, thus the signal died."

Sam nodded.

Marian frowned.

"I've heard that you're part of a foundation. What is it?"

"Basically, it's an underground foundation that researches and investigates the boxes."

"Ah."

Yiernoshi blinked.

"What about the boxes?"

"For more info on that, please ask Claire directly. She is intenting to stay for a while."

Marian looked around.

"I'll go next. Carmen and I have been gathering information on the Irritato Tomato stationed in Tutipore."

Carmen nodded.

"There are 17 squads, but among them, there are only six captains of Rank A and above."

(A/N: Rank A= Highest rank. Ever. I think the rank depends on the purity of the ring. So Rank A people a probably holding Purity A rings. Which are only surpassed by the Carbonara Rings, with a purity of above A.)

"Furthermore, out of the six, only two are stationed in Tutipore."

Kah Yunn nodded thoughtfully.

"Mitong."

"And that Captain Rayu person," Yiernoshi added.

Marian grinned.

"But we have good news as well. We've located the entrance to the enemy's hideout!"

Shocked faces stared at her.

"Like us, they're underground. It's the Tutipore train station underground shopping mall. It was built nine years ago, and abandoned two years ago."

Kah Yunn nodded.

"This information is of great significance. With this, we can carry out an attack."

"Eh? But everone's still...injured..."

Sam didn't smile.

"Indeed. In our current condition, we have no chance of success. On the other hand, the enemy must be scrambling to locate and destroy us. In other words, it's a competition to see who can recover first and launch an attack. And the key to victory lies in..."

"...How strong you all can become in a short period of time."
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13 days later...
Yiernoshi got into the lift after breakfast.

Kah Yunn mentioned something about a new training programme today, didn't she? I wonder what it is.

The lift dinged, and Yiernoshi stepped out into the training room.

"Boss!"

Yiernoshi blinked. Christine, Victoria, and Jeanine were in the training room, waiting for her.

"Eh? You're healed already?"

"Hn. All four are present, then."

Yiernoshi turned to look at Kah Yunn.

"We will be starting a new training programme today. It is called the 'Individual Assault Training Programme'."

"Individual...training?"

Sam nodded.

"Just like during the ring battles, you will each get your own tutor. For examplem the one I am training is..."

Yiernoshi looked expectantly at her.

"...Victoria."

"I will be in charge of Christine."

Christine turned to look at her trainer.

And then wished she could throw up.

"Not Marian...again..."

She then proceeded to smack her face with her palm.

Marian grinned, oblivious to Christine's misery.

"We're gonna have a lot of fun training, aren't we?"

"Shaddap."

"And I'll take Jeanine."

Jeanine stared at Carmen.

"Again?"

"Since Marian, the Thunder-type, is filling in for Rachel, the Storm-type, I have to train you. Even though my flame attribute is different from yours."

"Oh."

Sam turned to Yiernoshi, and shot her in the forehead.

"Oi, Yiernoshi!"

"...Yiernoshi?"

Yiernoshi got up slowly.

"Hey, where's her lollipop?"

Sam smiled.

In the 10 days of training she did with Kah Yunn while you people were still recovering, she changed her weapon. The future Yiernoshi did not fight with a lollipop. She fought with the gloves that the present Yiernoshi now wears, made from the round bit of the lollipop. The lolly stick became a backup staff weapon."

And indeed, through the orange flames blazing on her hands, was the distinctive swirly pattern on the back of her hands. The swirly pattern one finds on the stereotype lollipop.

(Unless your idea of a stereotype lollipop was the Chupa-Chupp [did I spell it correctly?] kind.)

Jeanine stared.

"Woa."

Yiernoshi jumped in front of Kah Yunn.

"Shall we begin?"

"I'm not training you anymore. You haven't improved as much as I had wanted you to."

"But really, this is all I have!"

"No. You true strength is far greater than this."

A blue streak flew threw the air. Yiernoshi dodged.

There was a bang. When the smoke cleared, Yiernoshi was pushing back a angry bear cub in midair.

Slim booted feet walked towards her.

"If you don't pay attention, you will die."

Yiernoshi's eyes widened.

"It's you!"

"I'm going to pry open all of your abilities."

Standing below her was her new tutor.

Claire.