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[dress_up_genius]

[It's a piece of cake to bake a pretty cake. Unless you're Ami Mizuno

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[anotherloyalty]

[Amused Kunzite is amused, leaning against the wall with his arms folded in that oh-so-familiar pose.]

Mercury.

[dress_up_genius]

[Manages to get the last cookie off before the voice startles her. She cries out and jumps a bit, the hot tray landing on her wrist. Wincing, she quickly sets the tray aside and grabs a cold cloth, putting it on the burn.]

Ow...

[She blinks back tears and looks up. She freezes for a moment, thinking it's Ichiou-sensei, but... no. He wouldn't call her 'Mercury' if she was out of costume, even if he was in it.]

... Alternate...

[anotherloyalty]

You've become perceptive. [His eyes slide to the various cookie plates] And you're even baking me cookies. [Clearly, there's no other possibility. He nonchalantly - ignoring the burned girl - saunters over to take one]

[dress_up_genius]

[Sets the rag aside, narrowing her eyes.]

They aren't for you at all!

[anotherloyalty]

[He has no intention of regarding her protest and, of course, picks one up]

I want one.

[That's justification enough.]

[dress_up_genius]

Fine, then take it with you.

[anotherloyalty]

[He only seems the more inclined to stay!]

Do you tire of my company so quickly, Mercury?

[dress_up_genius]

That's my creation, not my name. I'm Ami Mizuno, and not Mercury at all.

[anotherloyalty]

[He ignores this as another instance of the girl simply being in denial, and helps himself to another cookie.]

[dress_up_genius]

[Hands on hips.]

I'm telling the truth!

[anotherloyalty]

[a quirked eyebrow, amusement still prevalent]

So adamant! Very well, Mercury, I leave you those comforting thoughts.

[dress_up_genius]

I know Mercury isn't real because I was the one who created her. She is real in some universes, but not mine.

[She holds up her bare (and burned) left wrist.]

If she was, I'd have a bracelet, would I not?

[anotherloyalty]

[Is she really this stupid? There are reasons the bracelet might not be on her wrist - especially if she doesn't believe herself to be Mercury.

But something else irritates him more, and the teasing drops as he eyes her. This girl is not the one to have created his Mercury.]

You take credit for another's doing.

[dress_up_genius]

[She shakes her head.]

No. All I do is tell the truth. Whether you believe me or not is your choice.

[She turns and walks away, intending to get a first aid kit.]

[anotherloyalty]

Mercury is mine, and will remain so.

[That's said matter-of-factly; it needs no justification or defensiveness. He glances at the departing girl's back with something akin to displeasure, this one still mired in the frivolousness of her companions]

[dress_up_genius]

[She pauses.] In your universe only, Kunzite.