CEO of Cute, Marceline and Cream the Rabbit

Fun times

Marceline floated into the room with her usual laid-back smirk, glancing down at Cream the Rabbit, who was still buzzing with excitement from helping out earlier. "Cream, looks like we might have another situation on our hands," Marceline said, her voice carrying that cool, playful tone she always had.

Cream, ever cheerful, looked up at her friend. "Of course! Who's next?"

Just then, they heard a voice from the corner of the room, Waluigi's unmistakable, nasally tone, followed by a group of people teasing him. "Hey, Waluigi, you old man!" someone called out, laughing.

Waluigi, hunched over with his long limbs awkwardly folded, looked visibly disheartened. His purple cap was tipped low, and he muttered something under his breath, clearly affected by the taunts.

Marceline's eyes narrowed. "Looks like Waluigi's having a rough time," she muttered.

Cream gasped, her heart going out to him immediately. "Poor Waluigi! Let's cheer him up, Marceline!" she said, bouncing forward. "I know just the thing!"

The two of them approached Waluigi, who was still sulking, his lanky figure slumped against the wall. He hadn't noticed them yet, too busy muttering to himself. "They think I'm old..."

Marceline floated up beside him, smirking playfully. "Hey, Waluigi," she began, her voice teasing but friendly. "You're not old. You've just got... character." She winked, trying to lighten the mood.

Cream hopped up next to him, her big eyes full of warmth and encouragement. "That's right! And you're still fun, and cool, Waluigi! We're here to help you feel better."

Waluigi looked up, surprised by their sudden kindness. "Hmph," he muttered, but his frown softened a little. "What's the point? They keep callin' me an old man..."

"Well," Marceline grinned, "we've got a way to turn that around. Maybe you just need a little fun—something to remind you that age is just a number." She raised an eyebrow playfully, glancing at Cream.

Cream nodded eagerly, her little hands clasped together. "Yeah! We'll cheer you up with our cute outfits. You'll feel like a new person in no time!" she said with a bright smile.

Both Marceline and Cream playfully swirled around Waluigi, showing off their colorful and quirky outfits. Cream's fluffy, pastel outfit bounced around her as she twirled, her ears flopping along. Marceline, ever the rebel, floated casually, her style a cool contrast with her dark clothes and mischievous aura.

"See? Isn't this more fun?" Cream asked sweetly, doing a little spin in front of Waluigi.

Waluigi, despite himself, couldn't help but smile a little. "Well... I guess you two are kinda cute," he admitted, the corners of his mouth twitching upwards.

As the laughter filled the room, a soft "meow" echoed from the doorway. Everyone turned to see Ichigo, the cat-girl from Tokyo Mew Mew, entering with a bounce in her step. Her bright pink hair shimmered in the light as she playfully flicked her cat ears. With a grin, she looked at Waluigi, Marceline, and Cream, ready to join in on the fun.

"Looks like someone could use a little extra help," Ichigo purred, her feline charm on full display as she sauntered over. She winked at Waluigi, her tail swishing behind her. "Don't worry, Waluigi, you're far from old. I think you're just right."

Waluigi blinked in surprise as Ichigo moved closer, her energy as infectious as Cream's. "Who's this?" he asked, half-confused, half-intrigued.

Marceline smirked. "This is Ichigo, and trust me, she's got a way of cheering people up."

Cream nodded enthusiastically. "Ichigo's super fun! And she always knows how to make people feel special."

Ichigo playfully spun around, her skirt flaring out as she twirled. "Waluigi, if those bullies are getting you down, just remember, you've got friends who think you're awesome. How about I give you a little cat-girl charm to boost your spirits?"