'What the…?'

Excuse the cliché, but it was quiet…too quiet.

Ichigo looked around dazed. Where on earth was she…?

As her eyes began to accustom themselves to the darkness, she could make out her friends beside her. Mint, Lettuce, Zakuro and Pudding. Even the aliens were there, Kish, Pai and Tart. The silence continued, however just as they started to raise jadedly to their feet a loud thunderous bomb echoed around their ears. The aliens, obviously more sensitive to the sound, winced in pain and clamped their hands tightly around there rather long ears. Then just as suddenly, a large screen protruded from the ground, it rocketed up until both mews and aliens alike had to crane there necks to see the top of it. Again there was another boom, but this one was followed by an ear bursting fanfare of sort and on the screen a name appeared.

Ffcnet.

The eight of them stared up confused. Fanficiton? What was that?

'I bet your wondering what this is aren't you?' boomed a loud voice.

Ichigo screeched in surprise 'Ahhh! Who are you! Why are we here? And with the aliens no less!'

The voice cut her off with a crude laugh.

'Welcome to Ffcnet!'

The room went silent. No one dared speak.

'…'

'Well come on say something…'

'Why are we here?' asked Mint shakily, trying to hide her fear.

'Oh good,' replied the voice immediately, 'I was hoping you'd ask me that. You see,' the voice explained, 'You are now in a different dimension, and here you and your friends are a TV programme, know to most as an anime…'

'What?' asked Pai bluntly.

'Yes! And not only that, I am here to show you the greatest website ever made!'

'A website?' asked Tart scratching his head.

'Yep, it's a special thing that allows people around the world to contribute ideas, opinions and most of all…FANFICTIONS!!'

'And a fanficiton would be….?' asked Kish gesturing his hands for the voice to move on.

'When someone likes a show, but wished something else had happened in it that hadn't, they make a fanficiton. A story. They can be funny, sad, violent, gruesome, random, long, short and they can be about specific couples to.'

'Specific couple's na-no-da?' asked Pudding, tilting her head to one side.

'That's right, specific couples. For instance,' the voice went on, 'your show is called Tokyo Mew Mew, and some people who watch it like the paring Ichigo with Masaya, and some people like Pudding with Tart…'

The voice was cut off by a Pudding like squeal, realised from none other than Pudding herself, who proceeded to crush Tart in a loving headlock and ruffle his hair, 'See! Other people think Tar-Tar and Pudding are cute together Na-no-da!'

Just like Pudding, to be completely unfazed by there situation when everyone else was freaking out. Tart eventually managed to free himself, growling something about the inappropriate use of his pet name and was about to complain further when once again the voice charged in, slightly narked at being left out, motley overjoyed at the sight of some Pudding-Tart fluff.

'Now that was incredibly Kawaii, but I must digress,' the voice interrupted, 'I'm sure you're all wondering why you're here, so I'll tell you…'

'Why did you just use Japanese in a sentence when you're speaking English?' interrupted Ryou.

'Shhh now let me continue.'

Silence spread, in anticipation for an explanation.

'I have brought you all here today, to get a laugh out of showing you this website, shall we begin?'

'No hold on a second!' jumped Ichigo forgetting her fear momentarily, 'Is this some sort of sick game?'

'Yes actually,' the voice replied blankly.

'But wait, what in hell makes you think we're gonna stay here?'

'Well,' countered the voice in a matter-of-fact sort of tone, 'Aren't you curious? I won't keep you here more than a day, I promise and you'll get a chance to see which is the most poplar couple within you guys!' the voice seemed to gone of on a tangent about how enjoyable an experience this would be, but in a very abrupt sort of manner she changed tone to that of pure seriousness and added, 'And seeing as this is my dimension, I can do anything I want to you guys so watch it…'

The group looked up in weird mix of fear, anger and confusion.

'Um, can we just have a little talk in private for a minute?' asked Zakuro after what seemed like hours. The voice agreed and the captives huddled around and began to discuss. The occasional sounds of uneasy- 'I don't know…' and 'We have no other choice,' became prominent in there conversation, despite there attempts to keep in whisper.

Grinning, the voice perked up once again, 'Ready? It asked.

Nervously and annoyed the prisoners turned around to face the giant screen, faces screwed up with bitterness, with the expectation of Pudding who was smiling hazily and Lettuce who just stared at her feet.

'Only a day?' asked Pai.

'Yep.'

'And you won't do anything to hurt us?' inquired Zakuro.

'If you're good.'

Ichigo shuddered, 'And all we have to do, is read made up stories about ourselves?'

'That's correct.'

Finally the group began to nod, slowly…agreeing to there terms.

'Alright, I guess we have no other choice, although I still think this is a dream,' growled Ichigo, 'But then again, I guess I should be more used to stuff like this by now..'

'Good, then let's enter.'

All of a sudden the screen contorted into a rainbow of colours making Lettuce feel Dizzy and Pudding start squealing in delight.

'I think I'm going to…' mumbled Lettuce grabbing onto her stomach, but luckily she managed to regain her posture as the screen finally chose to return to its original white background, except this time it was filled with huge paragraphs of text. A large arrow scrolled across the screen and made a clicking noise as it hovered over the login button. The screen again contorted, but this time a lot quicker and turned to a new page with the words Mew Mew Cherry displayed on the top. Underneath was a near whole paragraph that went out on a tangent about how amazingly sexy Kish was. The group cringed.

'Uh…' murmured Kish.

'Kish is the sexiest!' squealed the voice.

'Uhuh…' nodded Kish backing away slightly.

'Anyway,' continued the voice in an audio blush, and a giddy giggle, 'What genre do you guys want first?'

'Genre, why do we have to pick?' asked Pai.

'Because I say so, now Mint how about you pick.'

'Why me?' asked Mint bemused.

'Again, because I say so, now pick one.'

'Well…um…I guess, you could do…uh…'

'Hurry up!'

'Um…Romance?' Mint blushed as she replied a rushed answer.

'Good, Romance, that'll do nicely…and i have a good one in mind, but Pudding and Tart will need to leave...'

Tart and Pudding blinked, and disspaered.

'Where did they go?' asked Ichigo supirsed.

'Oh they're fine, I'll bring them back in a minute.'

'Well...then...how do we pick?' asked Mint, unsure of the situation.

The voice laughed, 'Simple,' it answered, 'we click search.'

READ BELOW!

MMC: Okay, sorry I got bored. Always kinda wondered what would happen in this scenario. Okay I NEED FANFICTIONS! Other people's not mine. I'm sure you've already gathered by that last bit, I need a short one-shot romatical fanficiton. It can be about anything in Tokyo Mew Mew, I just need volunteers. If you want I'll check everything I write with that person, to make sure they are happy with the result. I would like couples to make it more interesting and if you want this fanfic to end up with any specific couples, feel free to voice your opinion.

Ja ne,

Mew Mew Cherry.

P.s. It won't let me write the website name so you'll have to put up with the censored version, which is Ffcnet.