Sooooo sorry about the long no update - went on a vacation with no Wi-Fi.

Anyway, on with the story.

Donna: Ahem.

Me: What?

Rose: You're forgetting something.

Me: Oh, yeah. I - hey, you're supposed to do it!

Doctor: (sighs) Fine, I'll do it. NagihikoFujisaki123 doesn't own Doctor Who or TMM!

Chapter 2

Ichigo Momomiya sighed and slumped down into a chair in Café Mew Mew, glad to be done with work at last. "Finally," she muttered, watching Lettuce Midorikawa rush all of the customers out. "Gomen nasai!" the green haired girl exclaimed as she stepped on somebody's foot.

Pudding Fong was rolling around the café on her large beach ball, entertaining the remaining people while they enjoyed their cake. "Pudding! Pudding!" the little kids chanted as they watched her juggle plates and flip.

Zakuro Fujiwara was in the kitchen, helping Keiichiro Akasaka with the dishes. Ryou Shirogane was somewhere in the secret basement of the building, figuring something about the Mew Project out. At least he's doing something, Ichigo thought. Unlike...

Mint Aizawa was sitting down at her favorite table, sipping her tea. Ichigo got up and plodded over to her, growling. Lettuce and Pudding paled and turned to the customers.

"Pudding would greatly appreciate it if you left right now, na no da!" Pudding insisted as Lettuce kept an eye on the growing tick mark on Ichigo's forehead. Everybody knew what she was talking about, so they hurriedly put down their plates, and ran outside.

The building nearly exploded.

Zakuro poked her head out of the kitchen doors, still somehow maintaining her calm demeanor. "Is anything wrong, Mint? Ichigo?" Mint looked up. "No, nothing's wrong, onee-sama!" she said brightly, going back to her cup of tea and cakes. Ichigo was seething. "Excuse me, Miss Little Snobby I-don't-have-to-do-anything!" she hissed. "Cafe hours are over, so if you'd like to stay, you'd best do some work!" Lettuce peered inside. "Is it over?" she asked cautiously.

Mint looked up at the angry cat girl and gulped. "Uh-oh," she said. Ichigo was currently doing exactly what cats did while stalking birds. Crouching, imitating bird cries. Birds as in small birds like lorikeets. And lorikeets as in the endangered ultramarine lorikeet...

Zakuro looked unimpressed. "The usual," she sighed, heading towards the basement. Lettuce gulped and dove under a table with Pudding. The blonde girl, however, yawned over the crashing plates and falling silverware. "Pudding is bored," she complained as Ichigo hissed at Mint. "Sensei has already taken Pudding's siblings home, so she doesn't have anything to do, na no da!" Lettuce flinched as there was one last, huge crash from the kitchen.

"Oh yeah?" Mint protested, as she had heard Pudding's last comment. Ichigo ignored both of them and sighed. I seriously hope that something happens, like the Cyniclons attacking. I could use the opportunity to beat Kisshu up... she unconsciously smiled. She really missed the annoying alien.

"No, seriously, onee-chan! Pudding is bored, na no da!" Mint threw her arms up into the air hopelessly. "Oh, don't worry, Pudding!" she said exasperatedly. "Something will definitely happen tomorrow!" Pudding's face lit up. "Yeah, maybe Taru-taru will come!"

Ichigo stiffened. What's that weird noise? she wondered. It sounded like a metallic thrumming. Lettuce also frowned. "Guys?" she asked. "Do you hear that?" Mint stared at her. "Hear what?" Pudding asked. "Pudding doesn't hear anything, na no da!" Zakuro came out of the staircase, obviously worried. "Mint? Lettuce? Pudding? Ichigo? Do you hear that?" Lettuce said, "Zakuro onee-sama, I don't hear anything, but I feel something - some sort of vibration. Maybe it's my Finless Porpoise genes? You know, echolocation?"

Ichigo nodded. "My cat ears are picking it up, and -" A strong wind suddenly whipped around the cafe. The outline of a large blue box formed in the air.

"Hey, Mint?" Lettuce asked. "You know what you said about something happening tomorrow?" Mint swallowed and nodded.

"Make that something happening today," the bird girl said weakly.

The door of the blue box creaked open and a spiky-brown haired man stuck his head out. He looked at Ichigo, whose cat ears and tail had popped out. "Huh," he said, obviously expecting that. Mint frowned and whispered to Ichigo, "How can Japanese have a British accent?"

"Uh..." was her brilliant answer.

Ryou skidded out of the basement, literally screeching to a stop when he saw the blue box and the weird man in front of it. "Doctor?" he asked, gaping.

"Ah! Ryou! It's so nice to finally see you!" the "Doctor" exclaimed. Then he frowned. "Wait, that rhymed."

"I thought - I thought -" Ryou stammered. Ichigo raised her eyebrow. "What's wrong?" she muttered to Lettuce. "Shirogane never stammers. This is probably something really big."

"Hmmm..." Pudding wondered. "Pudding knows!" she exclaimed. "Ryou and the weird man are probably old friends, na no da!" She whipped out her brown detective hat and coat, along with a pipe. She pulled out a huge diagram from who-knows-where.

"Alright!" she mused, pulling out a pencil. Zakuro sighed and turned back to the two men and everybody imitated her.

A blonde girl, about Zakuro's age, and an older, red headed woman stepped out of the blue box. Huh, Ichigo thought. How did they fit into that box even with this Doctor man? Ryou's eyes widened. "Doctor? Are these two the ones that you were talking about?" he said, completely ignoring the Mews, including Pudding crazily drawing on her diagram.

The Doctor winked at him and took out a strange device. It was gray but had a bright blue tip. First, he pointed it at the blonde and the redhead. Then, he pointed to the Mew Mews. "Mews, meet -"

Ichigo cut him off. "Rose Tyler and Donna Noble?" she asked, completely ignoring everybody staring at her.

The Doctor's eyebrow twitched and he looked at her carefully. "Molto bene, Ichigo. Molto bene. How'd you know that?" he asked.

"I - I don't know."

Everyone was quiet until Pudding burst in.

"Was anyone listening to Pudding?"

So, that's the second chappie. What's gonna happen next?