Miku Infestation!

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Tsuru: Crane

Urotander Green: Underhanded Green

Mitsuki: VN02

Suzuyuki: Snow Miku 2015 (Snow Bell version)

Shinkai: Deep Sea Girl


*Some Len modules have decided to visit the Miku mansion*

Ayasaki: And why are we here again?

Tsuru: We're here to visit our new neightbors of course.

Senbu: And also to see what it's like inside!

L: I bet it's super luxurious! Miku is the diva, after all!

Urotander Yellow: So Green must be really lucky! I wish I were Green.

L: I thought you just wanted to be with Green, not BE Green!

Urotander Yellow: *ignoring him* But wait, if I were Green...then I'd have to wear a skirt! I don't want to wear a skirt!

Ayasaki: Why the heck does it have to be Miku? Why not Rin?

Senbu: We wouldn't have brought you along if we knew all you wanted to do was complain! I've a mind to exorcise you, Miku-hater!

*Tsuru ignores them and knocks on the door. Mitsuki opens up*

Mitsuki: Oh, hi guys! What are you doing here?

Tsuru: We came to visit.

L: We wanted to see what it was like for you guys!

Mitsuki: Well, come on in!

*She leads them into the living room*

L: Yeah! This is more like it!

Mitsuki: WAIT! DON'T SIT ON THE....

*L plunks himself down on the couch...and on top of...Ion?

Ion: Ouch! I thought it was safe to take a nap here...*looks up and sees L* What are these Lens doing here?

Mitsuki: They came to visit!

Ayasaki: "They're probably all out buying leeks or something", huh?

Mitsuki: Oh, is that what they told you? Well, some of us did go out, but there's honestly so many of us you can hardly tell the difference!

Mitsuki: On a different note...would you like a snack?

L: Sure thing!

Ayasaki: Fine...But I want dried beans.

Tsuru: Oh, do you have any konpeito?

Senbu: Sakura mochi for me!

L: I want potato chips!

*Mitsuki is a bit taken aback by these strange and varied requests. However, she nods*

Senbu: *turns to Tsuru* I didn't know you liked konpeito.

Tsuru: I don't actually. It's for Baku. Because he was angry when we told him he couldn't come with us.

Senbu: I still can't believe we're letting that creature stay. He should be burned in the sacred flames!

Tsuru: Um, okay. Anyway, let's get some snacks.

*The Lens head into the Mikus' kitchen*

Tsuru: *opens refrigerator* Wonder what's in here?

*Suzuyuki tumbles out and lands on him*

Suzuyuki: Oooops! Sorry I fell on you! I was taking a nap, but somebody opened the door and I fell!

Senbu: *thinking* Just like Aisu...Is there any mansion that DOESN'T have a fridge-dweller?

Tsuru: I guess we'll just have water then...

Suzuyuki: We snow fairies like it when it's cold, so I have to hide in there to get used to the temperature! *smiling like nothing has happened*

*After having a drink and chatting with Mitsuki*

Tsuru: Well I need to go to the bathroom...uh, Mitsuki, where is it?

Mitsuki: Second floor, left of Ion and Honey's room. You can't miss it, it's the black door with the pink and purple butterflies.

*Tsuru heads upstairs to the bathroom. When he gets there, he finds the curtain is closed. Curious, he opens it up and...*

Shinkai: EEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!

Tsuru: AAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!

*Shinkai is in there, taking a shower with her clothes on!?*

Shinkai: OUT! OUT! OUUUUUUTTTTT!!!!!

Tsuru: You don't have to ask me twice! *He bolts out of the bathroom and runs downstairs*

*He sees Rai Bon-Dancing on the lawn*

Tsuru: What's she doing?

Mitsuki: Oh, she's just dancing. She does that every once in a while. She says she's summoning the dead, but we haven't seen anything except a few youkai so far.

Tsuru: How many of you Mikus ARE THERE?

Mitsuki: Well, not counting the main Miku and her costumes...I'd say...a little over 200.

Tsuru: THERE ARE TWO HUNDRED OF YOU???? That's it. Senbu, we're leaving.

Senbu: But I didn't get a chance to report to Ouka!

Ayasaki: The sooner we get out of here the better...Huh?

*Ageha comes downstairs and makes eye contact with Ayasaki*

Ageha: YOU!

Ayasaki: YOU!!

L: Awkward...

(Coming soon...Tsuru's Miku song!)


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