After a while, we finally arrived at the festival. I started smiling widely.

"Uwa! So filled with color!" My hair was done in two buns, and my yukata was done in a red sash.

I started going at an extravagant speed on my wheelchair, and Kagamidiot was having trouble catching up to me.

His blonde eyebrows furrowed as he stopped me, panting for a breath.

"Slow down! You're going to give me a heart attack!" Kagamidiot said worriedly, grabbing my shoulders rather tightly.

"I'M BAD TO THE BONE TONIGHT, NEAT FREAK!" I have do admit, I looked high.

As Mikuo and Rin caught up with us, walking normally, they smirked.

"What booth do you wanna see first, Miku?" They both asked, smiling.

"The goldfish booth! Obviously!" I let out a hearty laugh.

Kagamidiot... well... MAYBE Len... sighed and smiled.

"Alright, Miku. Whatever you want."

He grasped the handles of my wheelchair and started walking towards the colorful booth with a green kiddie pool, swarming with goldfish.

I lowered myself out of the wheelchair and grabbed one of those thingies they use to catch goldfish.

Len sat next to me and grabbed one as well.

"Since you've never done this before, let me demonstrate." He put the thing in the water and scooped it out.

Nothing.

I snickered evilly. He tried this many, many times.

Nothing.

Len frowned, then groaned, then threw the stupid thing to the ground.

"Oh yeah, you show it who's boss," I cheered sarcastically, laughing again.

I grabbed it, and plopped my thing in. Scooping it up, I caught four goldfish at once.

"One for you, one for me, and one for Rin and Mikuo!" I grinned at him, and put the goldfish into four separate bags.

My goldfish was golden with a tint of yellow.

"Hmm... I'll name him Kagamidiot in your honor. For, oh so gracefully, showing me how to catch a small goldfish," I placed my hand on my forehead dramatically, and 'fainted,' landing on the wheelchair.

"Yeah, well I'm naming mine Harshsune, for-for um..." Len trailed off, and Rin, Mikuo and I all just laughed.

"Wanna get a bite to eat?" Rin asked, and I nodded.

I read a banner and squinted. It read,

1000 ¥ FOOD CONTEST!

In all caps.

"Oh! Oh! Let's go there to eat!" I pointed at the banner eagerly.

"Spicy food...? I dunno, Miku..." Len and Mikuo said, but Rin squealed.

Looking at each other, we gave the boys jazz hands and said,

"Spicy curry!" In unison.

They both groaned, but they were hungry.

And so, the challenge began.

It was Rin and I versus Neat Freak and Leek Freak.

Let's do this.

The rules of the contest were simple.

Whoever freaks out because of how spicy it was before even finishing the curry loses.

Miku slipped out of her wheelchair, and with the help of Rin, she slid carefully on top of the red, soft stool.

I hate spicy food with a burning passion. Ironically.

However, Miku loves it. I'm pretty sure Len and I have the same opinion on it. I'm pretty sure you can already guess Rin's opinion on it.

I saw fiery justice in both of the girls' eyes.

I'm kind of scared of them both.

I could hear Len gulp. He was probably the type of person who thought putting a hint of salt on something was 'spicy.'

Even I'm not that exaggerated.

"Ready? Three... two... one... Go!" A flag was raised, and we all began eating quickly.

Miku was enjoying the meal with joy, Rin was in the same condition.

Len and I... were looking like we needed to pass out.

Sweat was dripping from our foreheads slowly, and our eyes were watery.

"I-I'm just savorinbg te meal!" Len said in an obvious muffle, since hot curry was in his mouth.

Miku, being the uncultured person that she is, was laughing with food in her mouth.

Eventually, Len spat the curry out and so did I.

"I need water! No! I need MILK!"

He cried, sobbing slightly.

Rin and Miku finished with a smile.

They both got the money, and we were practically crying.

I looked at the time.

"Guys! The fireworks are coming soon!" I said, smiling.

"Fireworks?" Miku said crossly, tumbling back into her wheelchair.

"Yeah!" Rin and Len chimed in, grinning.

"I've never seen a firework before."

Len spat out his milk (which he got after that horrid challenge).

"Come on then," He smiled, grabbing the handles of her wheelchair.

"They're so cute... I wish I had someone who loves me like that... though, I don't think Miku knows how much he appreciates her..."

'I wish I had someone.'

"Heh, I think I know someone who likes you," I blush a bit, and shake my head.

"And you're right. Miku's so dense," I continue. I know someone else who's dense.

I slowly interlock my hands with Rin's.

She looks up at me, and sorta leans into me. I realized that we stopped walking once Len screams along with Miku,

"HEY, LOVEBIRDS! WE'RE GONNA BE LATE!" They cup their hands over their mouths as they say this, furrowing their eyebrows.

I laugh.

"Let's go then," I say, looking down at Rin.

"Sure."

I'm a bit nervous. I shouldn't be. I'm just helping a friend in need.

I love helping! Don't I...?

"Faster, Kagamidiot!" Miku cheers, pointing straight ahead.

I smirk.

"I know a really good spot to be in for fireworks~" I purr.

God. Do I sound creepy? I hope I don't...

I carried Miku's wheelchair up a small hill with grass growing lightly on it, daisies sprouting out from the ground as spring takes over.

I turn to see that...

Mikuo and Rin aren't behind us.

- The Rest of the Chapter Will be told in 3rd Person until Notified -

Miku, without letting Len know, was aching to see the fireworks.

"Where's Rin and Mikuo?" She asked, tilting her head at the blonde boy who was, in fact, still trying to come up with something to say.

Running a hand through his smooth, silky hair, Len sighed.

"No clue," He responded solemnly, shrugging. He was obviously trying to act cool around Miku.

Boom.

The fireworks had begun.

Miku gaped in awe and grabbed Len's hand, squeezing it tightly.

Rin and Mikuo had climbed up a tree, in fact the very tree above Len and Miku.

As they were watching them from above, their hands interlocked, giggling in a hushed voice.

More fireworks popped up seemingly out of nowhere.

With sparkles in her eyes, Miku smiled.

"Hey... ..." The word made Len Kagamine stiffen.

'Len? Again?'

"Y-Yeah, Miku?" He replied, nervously.

"I..."