Honey POV:

Syd whispered the plan to me. I nodded and hugged Usa-chan.

"He'll help!" I said, putting on a serious face.

"How?" She asked, her kawaii pigtails bouncing.

I nearly lost my serious expression.

"If they see you with a cute bunny, you'll look girly!"

She nods. "Now, remember. While Haruhi is 'teaching Mori how to be nice,' I volunteered. Okay?"

I nod. She isn't a slave, she volunteered to be a maid.

I hand her Usa-chan. Without him or Mori, I might lose my sanity. I nod again as her eyes ask "Are you sure about this? About Usa-chan?"

I smile. "I'll be okay!" I cheer, jumping. It feels so much nicer to smile. Being serious must be hard!

The twins walk by. "When he realizes she has his bunny, she'll be dead," they stage-whisper. I take a step closer to them. Without my bunny or Mori, I'll get angry. I kick at them, hitting them each in the arm.

"He heard!" They squeal and run. Sydney gawks. I shake my head. "I'm fine." I walk off.

"But-"

"You have sixty seconds to run before I get angry," I say, holding my forehead. She gulps and steps back. I run to Mori's classroom.

"Takashi!" I cry as I charge through the door. He looks up.

"Mitskuni?"

I hug him. I'll always have him.