"Many believe flamenco to be the invention of the gypsies, and although they have been the main protagonists of the art, they are not its sole creators," Momoko read from her text. "Numerous bands of gypsies descending on the small villages and towns, bringing with them their exciting, seductive music- flamenco ( Read more... )

Momoko was staring at the two letters she'd found in her mailbox today. Yesterday not a glimmer and now here she was facing two very different job offers.

When the waiter at the cafe yesterday had take off with the money from the register, Momoko had chased him for a block, tackled him, and dragged him back to the cafe. Campus police had arrived ( Read more... )

Momoko was done with her homework and was scanning the El Paso Community College's website looking for a job. There'd been a letter from the financial aid office in her mailbox when she'd returned from Glacia. It said she had to report her employment status by the end of the month, so...

"Ah ah. Who knew finding a job would be so hard! It was so ( Read more... )

One day Momoko would understand how Portalocity worked. Really ( Read more... )

Momoko was playing laser chase with Moshi, thankful that he hadn't forgotten her after all the time she'd spent away. She was going to have to find a place to settle soon so she could have the Moshi and the crabs with her all the time ( Read more... )

The room looked empty. It wasn't of course; Spock's things were still there, but all of Momoko's posters were down, her books and action figures and DVDs were gone, her desk was empty. Moshi, his carrier and a couple of carry-on bags were all that were left. Even the aquarium and her monstrously ugly AWESOME pink bookshelf had been packed up and ( Read more... )

Momoko had found all the shoes that Scully-puppy - and Moshi, she was sure he was involved somehow! - had chewed on and was currently sitting on the floor trying to decide if any of them could be saved. The pile of ruined shoes (and apparently a boot, three socks, a paperback, and an oversize Galaxy Quest commemorative button that she didn't ( Read more... )

Momoko came out of the bathroom, scrubbing her hair with a towel. "I still don't get it. They're frogs! How can it be so difficult to feed them? How can I end up covered in jello from trying to feed some totally cute magic frogs? They can't hate me, right? They barely even know me! That's totally not possible, right ( Read more... )

Sunday had seen Momoko escape from Jaime's room and spend the rest of the day hiding in hers. She didn't want to be around anyone. Even if she wasn't going to harm them anymore.

She'd hunted people, squirrels, alots, deer... and eaten them. Bloodily. Happily. She'd thought it fun!

She'd wanted to kill JaimeMomoko spent a good deal of Sunday ( Read more... )

Momoko was not happy with Moshi at the moment. Which explained why he was in his cage howling pitifully ( Read more... )