Trick or treat
You have two new emails.
"Huh?" A figure floated up to the faintly glowing screen, dropping the PS2 controller. "Sakura didn't say this thing tells ya what you've got…"
A small yellow paw descended onto the mouse. Clicking onto the first message, Kero was rather alarmed when an advert for breast implants presented itself.
"Don't want that." It was quickly sent to the bin.
"But what's this…?" The second message popped up. It was from Spinel Sun.
To:- guardian_of_pudding(at)clow. jp
From:- antisugar(at)hotmail. co. uk
Subject: Consider this revenge
Cerberus,
I thought that you would like to know that Halloween is coming up. Naturally, you would not miss the opportunity to gorge yourself on sweets and chocolate.
One does not have to buy sweets; you travel in an absurd costume (which you no doubt have experience with) from house to house, and the occupants give them to you. Free of charge.
Unfortunately, Halloween is not celebrated in Tomoeda. Or Japan for that matter.
Regard this as revenge for telling Eriol-sama that I said that his tricks were predictable and he smelled like feet.
Obviously you will not care that I was locked in the kitchen with Ruby Moon for the night.
Yours contentedly,
Spinel Sun.
Kero re-read the letter. And then scowled.
"C'mon!"
"No."
"Why not?"
"Because you ate Tomoyo-chan's present for mine and Syaoran-kun's anniversary!"
"Tomoyo-chan's a good cook. She can make more!"
"That's not the point! You ate my cake. Our cake!"
"…I never liked the gaki anyway…"
"What was THAT?!"
Kero shifted guiltily in mid-air. Tomoyo had baked a three-layer black forest gateau; lavishly decorated with maraschino cherries, sugar flowers, and, most exquisite of all, two tiny crystallised figures placed right in the centre on the top layer.
The miniature culinary masterpiece now resided inside a bottomless pit, as an unidentifiable glob.
"But Sakura," whined Kero. "How can you blame me? You put it in the fridge…"
Sakura levelled a stare at the greedy guardian. "It had a NOTE on it. A NOTE which clearly told you that it was for Syaoran-kun and me."
Kero frowned. What note? Recognition dawned upon him. "Eh… was that note pink, by any chance?"
Sakura fumed. "You ate the note?!"
The greedy guardian winced. Okay, not the best time to tell her that the note was also scented. But how to get out of the punishment? Sucking up worked last time… "I'm reaaaally sorry, Sakura-sama. Really. Truly."
The sincere, heartfelt apology would not be accepted this time. "Kero-chan, I'm sick of this! You always ruin things between Syaoran-kun and me!"
Something twisted inside Kero, leaving a sick feeling deep down. She's right, thought the guardian. I DO always do mean things to the gaki. The sick feeling intensified.
"Sakura," he began, but was interrupted by a roiling bout of nausea. "Ugggh …" Is this what guilt feels like? he wondered.
And promptly threw up on Sakura.
No, a voice in the back of his mind sighed. That's indigestion.
A\N:- Found this lurking in long-forgotten memory stick. Apparently I scribbled it down four Halloween's ago, and lo! Made a page of notes with a rambling semblance of a plot.
So there's a good chance it will be continued. Constructive criticism is truly appreciated, kiddies.