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When it was only the three of them, it was already so simple. Quiche would be like the middle child of a family, Pie would be the much taller big brother, and Tart would be the short stacked little brother that he would always tease and annoy the shit out of.
Now. Just now, he realized something. For example, the other brain of the Tokyo Mew Mew project is of the same height as Pie. For another example, the little monkey being slightly taller than Tart despite being of the same age (he is so much going to bully him over that). Or, as another example, the aggressive bird over there being shorter than his beloved little kitten and yet has a grand aura around her. Something, something being rich, he guessed.
“Big brother Aoyama is back,” Bu-Ling suddenly exclaimed the moment he stepped into the café.
He noticed that this human seems taller than him. Barely, at that.
And that annoys him.
“Uhm… what are you doing?” Masaya inquired, looking at Quiche’s eyes. “You’re too close.”
“Don’t move,” he ordered him while putting his hand over their heads. Then, he gasped in horror.
“W-what’s wrong?”
“You are taller than me. THIS IS BETRAYAL.”
“It’s by two inches,” Pie noted, sitting on a table next to Retasu. He was not even looking at what’s happening. “Calm down, will you.”
“No, I won't calm down! I refuse!”
“On Earth’s Gods he is getting excitable,” Pie muttered under his breath, not wanting to deal with him for today.
“How dare you be taller than me!?”
Masaya tried to calm him down, but to no avail. It looks like the green Alien still is bitter for stealing the love of his life (or something along the lines). He silently watches him clowning in front of him before simply patting his head with a little smile.
“But Quiche, you know height is not a matter, right…?”
“Don’t touch me!” Quiche hissed and moved back. He was… a bit flustered.
That did not go under Masaya’s radar, but he didn’t feel like being some shish kebab again today, so he didn’t point it out. Instead, he noted something else. “Just be glad today is Ichigo’s day off, she would despise seeing you being a freak again.”
“You shut up! I can’t believe the ex-vessel of our deceased God—“
“Do not bring him into this,” Pie interjected.
“— would be barely taller than me! I should be the tall one! And I’m powerful! I won’t lose to you in height too !”
“There is no help for this child,” Pie sighed and frankly gave up.
“I wonder what happened to ‘I wish for your happiness’ from that one time…”
“It’s only for my kitten!!”
Quiche was still pouting in his corner, while Masaya was already gone home. He kept grumbling and mumbling while cleaning a table. His frustration went a bit up because Ichigo really did have a day off. He did not want to believe Masaya’s words, and now he’s stuck cleaning at the café. He could hear from afar someone going up the stairs. Oh, the blond brain of the group.
Quiche glared at him the moment he noticed how much taller this guy is. He has the smarts, he has the money, he has the looks, and he bets he also had a crush on—
“Don’t involve me with your bullshit,” Ryou deadpanned, having a feeling on what this was about. “If you have time complaining, you have time for cleaning. Get back to it.”
“Frick you I don’t follow your orders!!”