As soon as Sakura arrives, she glances around automatically and then frowns. None of her companions appear to be here, not even Mokona. Fay and Kurogane were separated once, but she hopes that isn’t what’s happening now. Especially if she’s going to be all by herself. “Mokona?” she calls. “Fay-san? Kurogane-san? Syaoran-kun? Is anyone there?”

After ( Read more... )

So that had been awkward but not terrible, though the robot's comment about being "adorable" made him grit his teeth in automatic, ninja-aversion to being thought of as cute at all. He looked at the phone for a minute, listened to the song playing in the background, almost smiled, and decided to head downstairs ( Read more... )

The sound of Kraftwerk's "The Robots" fills the air.

( We are dancing mechanik )

The magical charts they'd been generating for weeks now had always been showing some odd readings, but once they'd finally finished the calculations and put the spell on the map, it was even more obvious that there was some seriously strange magical activity at a certain point of New Orleans Square. The amount of latent magic radiating from this ( Read more... )

( You'll be true and be faithful too but I got my doubts, and what if I'm right? )

In the cooking area, Chii watched as Fay prepared his ingredients for baking. All the while, she was going over what each thing was in her head, as she had learned a lot since coming here to Disneyland; Chii even knew how to say, "Fay-mommy going to bake," with a brilliant, pleased smile ( Read more... )

Usually after waking up in Kurogane’s bed Fay would give himself a few moments to just lie there and feel fuzzy. Today, however, the mage did no such thing: he untangled himself from the ninja and got dressed quickly. There was something he knew he had to do.

He poked Kurogane awake, and said, “We’re going out.”

Once again, in the middle of the night, decorations begin to unfurl throughout the park. In minutes the place is awash in pink and red and white hearts, balloons, streamers, banners, cupids, flowers, lace, and all the Valentine's Day trappings.

Romance is in the air at Disneyland.

((Feel free to moon about, contact your significant other, panic ( Read more... )

So, there was only so long a person could subsist on greasy pizza, candy, and soda. Well, all right, if that person was Fry, that was a pretty long time. But that didn't mean he couldn't still use a bit of variety now and then. Just as long as whatever he ate had the essentials, like grease, sugar, and chemicals and stuff ( Read more... )

Ever since Chii’s arrival, a tradition had started in the Cat’s Eye Café ( Read more... )