THEIR FIRST HOLIDAY!!!!

THEIR FIRST PARTY!!!

Momoko was a little excited.

Jaime had taken their new grill down to the yard area of their apartment complex and started the coals while Momoko ran around setting up lawn chairs and blankets. And the tiny kiddie pool she'd bought in hopes that Kayla came ( Read more... )

The weather was fine, mid-60s with no rain and a slight breeze. The backyard at Mrs Wilson's was big enough, though, that Momoko had set up a tent in case anyone from the colder climates decided that it was too warm. The rest of the yard was decorated in banners and streamers and balloons. Mostly green, though there was some pink sneaking through ( Read more... )

Momoko sighed. "Are you sure he's in this one, Jono?" She looked up at the very tall and very impressive building. "It doesn't really look like a lab."

Momoko had called Jono weeks before regarding a personal and special mission and now she and Jaime and Jono were in Warren's New York on a mission to kidnap one of the wealthiest residents: Warren ( Read more... )

Glacia had already celebrated her first Remembrance Day and was almost to her second, but it was just going on a year for Momoko and Dinah since the final atrocities and they wanted to pay their respects and check up on a few things.

And it was a good thing that time ran different in Glacia, or they'd never have the time to drag people all over ( Read more... )

After fleeing Karla's chambers, Momoko and Dinah had returned to Sidra a little calmer and just in time for Hobart's trial and sentencing. Dinah hadn't stayed much longer, though. Hadn't been able to stay and know that Ludmilla was going to be executed for crimes she had confessed to but never committedMomoko... Momoko had wanted to leave just as ( Read more... )

It hadn't taken long.
Before Samantha even had a chance to pass along the last message from Julian, Ulrich and Kirt were taking the group's personal and essential supplies off the wagon again. Momoko joined them and within minutes they were pulling it and what was left of the supplies back into town.
( WARNING FOR THE AFTERMATH OF TRAUMA AND VIOLENCE, INCLUDING DESCRIPTIONS OF THE DEAD. )

Blossom had found the tippy top most part of a very high already place that was as close to an emo roof as she could get and was sitting there, trying to figure out a few things. Obviously it had been another of those weekends, and she'd been someone else. This time she'd been the Momoko who had lost Priestly ( Read more... )

Let no one ever say that Momoko didn't know how to get an excellent deal!


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Momoko's emails home were always an exercise in revisionist history.

( //Hi Mom, dad, and Kuriko!!// )

Momoko had been a bit moody thinking how close graduation was getting and that soon many of her friends would be leaving forever. And then? Then she was going to be a senior! That meant she would be leaving in a year. And she had no idea what she was going to do ( Read more... )