Thank you,
ebc.
I'd hafta say that you're like Rika-chan, too. The girly pink side, that is.
Kidding!
Chapter 8 - Future Occupation: SleepThe drive back to town was much shorter than the walk would have been.
Well, no DUH!
Fen and Commie played the prefecture game to pass the time and to stay awake.
"The number one producers of strawberries."
"Easy. Tochigi. The smallest population."
"Uhhh... Kochi?"
"No. One more chance."
"Tottori?"
"Pin pon. Location of Yakushima."
"We're here!"
"Um, Fen, there's no prefecture with that name."
"Not that. I mean we've arrived at the hotel," Fen clarified.
The prefecture game forgotten, Commie looked out the window as Fen pulled the car into the parking lot. They promptly got out and walked into the hotel, seeing the manager in the same place he'd been in earlier in the morning. He was reading a newspaper, and when he looked up and saw the dynamic duo, his face turned white with fear. He must have found out about the damage done to their room.
"Excuse me, sir," Fen interrupted him.
"Y-yes?"
"We need to see your GPS satellite whatchamakalit thing. We have to track a pair of pyjamas."
The man blinked in confusion.
"My what?" he asked.
"Um, your global positioning system. We need to track a pair of your hotel's pyjamas," Fen repeated carefully.
The man scratched his head.
"We have a GPS?"
Fen turned to and glared at Commie.
"You told me they had one. What gives?" she demanded.
Commie sweatdropped and scratched the back of her head.
"Maybe he's a bit, um, confused..." she laughed weakly.
"He's not confused," came a solid voice from the back.
"Wha...?" Fen asked. Commie and Fen looked into the shadows but saw nothing.
"He doesn't know we own a GPS satellite," the voice continued, and a girl appeared before Commie and Fen. She presented them with a face they knew all too well.
"Ayaka?!" they cried out simultaneously in shock. Ayaka, the long-lost sister of H!P, known to disappear for months at a time, looked surprised.
"How do you know my real name?"
"Are you kidding me?" Fen asked in disbelief. "What are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be singing or something?"
"Oh, that!" Ayaka laughed. "I also work part time here at my father's hotel." She pointed to the man, who smiled at his daughter.
Commie and Fen's eyes bulged out of their sockets.
"Oh, come on. You didn't think H!P was my only source of income, did you?" she scoffed. "I'd be bored to tears and dirt poor."
"Uh, so... can you, like, help us?" Commie asked tentatively.
"Uh huh. Come on into my office."
With "WTF" looks, Commie and Fen followed the Coconut through the shadows and then through a secret door behind a bunch of hanging coats. They emerged in a gleaming white laboratory with all sorts of fancy machinery and high tech looking display screens.
"I feel like we've walked into a scene from Star Wars," Commie whispered to Fen.
Ayaka led them to a smaller room with a desk and three chairs. They sat down.
"Now, what can I do for you two?" Ayaka asked.
"Well, we're searching for someone who has a pair of pyjamas from Hotel de P.C.," Commie started.
"She was kidnapped yesterday and we need to find her as soon as possible," Fen elaborated.
"Oh my," Ayaka gasped. "Kidnapped? Shouldn't you call the police?"
"Um, maybe 'kidnapped' is a bit of a strong word..." Fen amended. "Um... how does 'relocated' sound?"
"I'll need your names. Legal reasons," Ayaka said professionally, putting on a pair of librarian-type spectacles and pulling out a pen and some fancy-looking forms.
"I'm Fenrir. She's Comrade."
Ayaka looked at them sceptically.
"Those are your real names?" she asked.
"Yup," Commie said.
"... O... kay..." She wrote something. "And who are you looking for?"
"Fujimoto Miki-sama and her captor, Matsuura Aya."
Ayaka's pen came to a halt. She put it down and peered at Commie and Fen above the rim of her glasses just like a librarian would at a gaggle of noisy girls in the study area of the library.
"And what trouble have my coworkers gotten into this time?"
"Aya kidnapped Miki-sama from us," Fen pouted.
"Came right through the window and plucked her out of bed, too," Commie piped up.
Ayaka looked grim and picked up her phone, pressing one number.
"Hi, Suzanne," she said. "We've got a Code Red Level One."
She listened to the reply for about twenty seconds.
"Got it."
She hung up the phone, leaned back and crossed her arms, inspecting the two girls in front of her.
"That was my secretary Suzanne," she said rather unnecessarily. That much the duo could have figured out on their own. "And that was the protocol for the type of case you've become involved in. Thing is, we don't handle these cases anymore. Not since Codename Ms. Narcissus broke all the windows on the top floor of our sole Tokushima branch."
"And how did she manage to do that?" Fen asked.
"We're not sure," Ayaka replied with a smirk, "but reports have it that she was screaming. There was a one Ms. Tachibana involved."
"'Ms.'?" Commie asked, mirroring Ayaka's smirk.
"Yes, 'Ms.'" Ayaka echoed, stifling a laugh. Commie and Fen didn't even bother to keep it in, and they howled with laughter until their stomachs hurt.
"Errmm.... Back to business. You have a history with Aya?" Fen asked seriously.
"Do we ever!" Ayaka sighed. "Ever since last year. She's tormented us non-stop. Miki's her favourite victim, though. Poor thing. I really feel for the girl."
"I like to feel her, too," Commie said obliviously.
Fen and Ayaka shot her strange looks and she coughed.
"Um, I mean her feelings. I feel them. Really. Feel the feelings," she stuttered.
"Anyway," Ayaka continued, "like I said before, we stopped dealing with Aya since the aforementioned incident. Therefore, we'll give you any materials you need, but we won't help you any further than that."
Commie and Fen excused themselves and went to consult with each other outside.
Would they accept Ayaka's offer or not?
Stay tuned for the next Comfen adventure!
Just kidding.
Commie and Fen went back into the room.
"Give us what you've got!" Fen said.
Ayaka shrugged and pulled out boxes and folders full of documents - reports, maps, pictures - and electronic gadgets. She then pulled out a pencil and began to explain everything.
The reports documented all of Aya's known actions, coupled with analyses of her behaviour. The maps detailed the locations that Aya had been spotted in within the past 6 months. Red lines and dots crisscrossed the entire map all the way from Hokkaido to Okinawa, with a few overseas dots, too. The gadgets required more explanation.
"This is the device you can use to connect to our satellite," Ayaka said, handing over a small computer-like metal thing that looked like a chunky electronic dictionary. "I recommend hooking it up to your car. Shall I explain all the functions?"
"Just show us how to find Aya and Miki-sama," Commie said quickly before they got a detailed explanation on how to use the GPS to download and watch videos from YouTube.
So Ayaka explained. When she was done (and Commie was completely confused), she handed the thing to Fen.
"I've entered all pyjama data into this unit. You should be able to view pictures and choose the pair that Miki-chan was wearing at the time of her capture."
"Thanks," Commie said as Fen burst out into her solo rendition of "Thanks!" Commie beat her over the head with a fist, shutting her up quickly. "Is this all?"
"That's about it. We have a 24 hour hotline if you need information, and you can stay at any branch of our hotel in this country for half price. Special mission deal. But remember that we won't send anybody to help you," Ayaka replied.
Commie smiled.
"That's great. Thank you very much."
Fen, now back in the land of the conscious and non-singing, starting messing around with the GPS thingy.
"Oh, and one more thing!" Ayaka said, putting a finger up, indicating for Commie and Fen to wait. She picked up her phone and dialled the magic number. "Yes, Suzanne. Can you please bring us two sets of Product A? Thanks."
She hung up, and before the two could ask what Product A was, a girl walked into the room. A very familiar girl.
"Kei?!" Fen and Commie cried out in unison. They were getting really good at the whole synchronized thing. And the hidden and mysterious H!P girls were getting good at surprising them.
"What? You didn't think H!P kept me housed, clothed, and fed, did you? Ayaka and I are in this together," she grinned.
"You're Product A?" Fen asked in wonder.
Ayaka and Kei exchanged looks and burst out giggling.
"Oh no!" Kei chuckled. "I'm Ayaka's secretary."
"But wait. That means... you're Suzanne?" Commie asked, her face screwed up in confusion.
"Uh huh. Codename Suzanne. Pretty nifty, no?"
Commie and Fen hit their heads on the table.
"
This is Product A," Kei said, holding out two bottles. Commie and Fen reached out and grabbed them. The label read 'Orange Juice.'
"What is this? Super duper protective OJ that will make us invincible? Impervious to bullets? As strong as ten horses? Faster than Superman? Smarter than Stephen Hawking?" Fen asked.
Ayaka blinked.
"No, it's just orange juice. You looked a bit hungry," she said.
"Oh," Fen said, looking embarrassed and feeling even worse. She prayed for instant death.
"Um, so... yeah. Thanks for that," Commie said loudly, trying to divert attention away from the humiliated Fen. She had been thinking the exact same thing as her, but Fen had beat her at saying it. She felt sympathy. "We'll be going now."
Commie and Fen stood up, Ayaka following them. They bowed.
"Nice doing business with you," Ayaka said with her perfect flight attendant smile.
"Likewise. We'll probably take you up on the half price hotel offer, so thank you very much," Commie said while Fen mumbled her thanks, her face still bright red and staring at the floor.
"Come on, Fen. Let's go," Commie said, pushing the girl towards the door.
"Yes, senpai," Fen murmured.
With a nod to Kei and Ayaka, the two found their way back out. They came across the manager, who they now knew to be Ayaka's father.
"Thanks for everything, Kimura-san," Commie said with a smile. She looked at Fen, who was still looking down.
"Say thank you!" Commie hissed, jabbing her elbow into Fen's back.
"Eep! Thank you!"
"Good," muttered Commie as Fen rubbed her back in pain.
"You're welcome, ladies. Hope your stay was enjoyable. Feel free to..." he trailed off, remembering who these two girls in front of him were. "... to never stay here again!"
Fen and Commie's smiled faltered and they backed away, leaving the hotel and going back to their car.
WHICH WAS GONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
AH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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