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"Come join the 100% kawaii maid cafe and unleash your inner moe at the Half Blood High Festival! Please sign up below if you're interested!"
Nico Di Angelo glanced once at the sign up sheet and mentally puked all over it. Honestly, who in their right mind would ever volunteer for something as awful as that? Slinking past it, he swore to himself never to be involved in anything of that sort. Ever.
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"Zoe, come look at this! There's going to be a maid cafe at the festival next week. Isn't that just absolutely amazing?" Bianca Di Angelo grabbed her best friend's hand and dragged her up to the newly posted sign up sheet. Her eyes gleamed with excitement at the prospect of joining the maid cafe. She had always wanted to be involved in this sort of thing, but had never had the chance before. Finally she could try it out!
"Let's join it Zoe! We'll be the first ones to sign up for it too." She looked at Zoe with sparkling eyes.
"No thanks," Zoe responded immediately, to which Bianca visibly deflated. She looked up at Zoe with puppy-dog eyes and grabbed both her hands.
"Pretty please?"
"No."
"Please please please?"
"No."
"With a cherry on top?"
"No."
"And whip cream?"
"Okay fine." At last, Zoe caved in to Bianca's pleading. Bianca beamed at her.
"That's a relief! I don't know what I'd have done if you'd said no."
Zoe smiled fondly at her best friend, taking out a pencil from her pocket to write her name.
"Really Bianca, you don't need me tha-"
"I mean, I used a pen afterall." Zoe glanced at the sign up sheet, only to realise that their names had already been scribbled in at the very top. She was silent for a few seconds.
"Biancaa!" She turned around to her friend, only to see her racing down the hallway to their homeroom.
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"Oh My God. Are you serious?" Nico stared in disbelief at his sister.
Bianca nodded enthusiastically,"I wasn't going to pass up such a great opportunity!"
"The opportunity to wear some frilly dress and serve others while saying weird stuff in some foreign language you don't even understand?" Nico raised an eyebrow at her.
"I do understand some Japanese! And you didn't have to be so mean about it, I just thought it seemed really fun." Bianca pouted at Nico, who tried not to notice her sulking.
After a few moments, he gave up.
"Okay okay! I'm sorry for saying that. You can do whatever you want to do, but I'm not joining you."
"Not even for a pretty please with cherry on top?"
"Nuh-uh. Over my dead body."
Bianca sighed at her introverted brother. "Okay fine, but at least go to the festival, okay?"
Nico contemplated his escape routes, and after realising that he could just sit in the corner of the hall by himself, he slowly nodded.
"Deal."