[MeisterBabylon]

Another lightning fast post!

Spoiler for Scene 2:

“Yawn~~~”

Karon grumbled as she came back from the shower. She was already in her school uniform. In some circles, the simple get-up was known as sailor uniform, but in Singapore it meant so much more. The only school with authentic seirafuku was the Singapore Japanese Girls School. It was the elite of the elite in all schools on the island, and had twinning programs and bridging courses to almost everything in Japan. It took every single bit of effort just to get through the front door and earn the right to wear the clothes of red, blue and white.

But it was worth it. For the only way to Singapore Representative Candidacy was via the National Cadet Corp (Stratos), a nation-wide organization that combined military-grade IS training with the rigors of a school club. And the best branch was in the SJGS.

Karon stopped and twirled in front of the mirror, mentally letting the night’s minimal sleep go away and replace with the excitement of the coming day. She then attached a small collar pin of the NCCS crest to her lapels and smoothed out the fabric. Gou then finished off with a pair of red lucky ribbons to the strands of hair which framed her face. Karon twirled again. Satisfied with her handiwork, the small girl gave her messy room a onceover before turning her attention to a stand in the corner. Nestled beneath posters of cutie rock greats like Nakano Azusa and Hirasawa Yui was a sparklingly-polished Fender Mustang.

“Muttan!” Karon called out to the electric guitar and skipped over fallen plushies, almost falling over twice before she arrived. With a quick sweep, Karon slung it on, hoped on to her bed and scratched a high-power riff, without the power plugged in. She had to keep it that way, not everyone needed to wake as early as she did.

But that was enough; the pingy twangs of the wires were loud and overdriven in her head; her kitty-printed sheets was her live stage; the plushies below the silently raving crowd as Gou strummed out her energized solo. Her hands moved with a life of their own; the tune was her own creation; the climax built up as she willed it. Then, at the cresendo, she jumped off the stage with a loud strum.

All would have gone to plan had she not stepped on a squeaky toy on the way down.

"Waaah!!"

Her legs shot out from under her and Karon tumbled backward on to the bed. The shockwave sent more soft toys into the air. She cringed for impact, then, Daniel David bounced off her head.

The girl laughed sheepishly.

"Karon!"

There was her mother again.

"Coming!" Karon called as she wriggled out of Muttan's grasp, placed him back on his stand and hurried out.

Was meant to have more Idol, but Riz's part will have to wait to tmr morning.