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~A Fresh new Day to be Happy and Gay~ (For day 1: Awakening) "Aaauuuun..." Aunn's yawn sounded much like her name as she sat up and stretched, curly green hair flowing down over her tummy. "Good morning, world!" It was cosy in the nest of mismatched pillows and colourful quilts, and the still-slumbering Mike was a warm presence beside her. Aunn leaned over, brushed a strand of white hair off Mike's face and kissed her soft, pale cheek. Mike's nose twitched. She groaned softly, blinked herself awake and shut her eyes again. "What time is it?" she mumbled, her voice strained and weary. "Just gone..." Aunn yawned again. "Sunrise," she finished, sliding out of the covers and standing up. The tatami mats were rough under her feet. "What's for breakfast?" "Too early..." Mike arched her back, stretching her arms over the pillows. Her arm hair was thin and patchy, but Aunn could see bands of white, orange and dark red stretching down from her shoulder to curl past her

~An Early Dawn brings Many Trials and Tribulations for Sanae~ (For day 1: Dawn) Sanae was snoring peacefully in her green and white futon when she heard a thunk. Through bleary eyes she saw Kanako bashing the floor with a long wooden mallet. "Why?" groaned Sanae, rubbing her eyes. "There was a nail sticking out. You could've cut your foot," said Kanako, giving the floor one last mighty whack. "But why NOW?!" cried Sanae. "Why must you fix it now?!" Kanako turned her burning red gaze upon Sanae. "Do you question your goddess?" Sanae pulled the blanket up over her eyes. "Good night, Lady Kanako," she said firmly. "Sleepy brat," Kanako muttered affectionately. ~Rebound like a Spring (or a Brick)~ (For day 2: Personality) "Alas!" Reimu sobbed over her shoe. "Years of faithful service, and now..." "It's just the strap. You can sew it back on," Marisa consoled her. "But the cost! The minutes of work! I'd rather die..." sniffled Reimu. Alice came running over. "Marisa, I'm so

Many years ago, red mist blanketed a certain Eastern Wonderland in darkness. We all know the story of how Reimu and Marisa stormed the Scarlet Devil Mansion, but there were other Incident-Resolvers out that night, combating the mist however they could. It was a moment Keine would never forget. While she wandered the cold, empty streets, something caught her eye. There was a pink light glimmering in the sky, growing bigger as she peered up through the fog. A distant roar sounded in her ears. Keine dove into Sekibanki's radish patch seconds before the light smashed into the road. Smoke and hot gravel blew over Keine's back. After a few seconds she stood up, spat out the tuft of radish leaves that had found their way between her lips, and gasped. There was a woman, tall and strong, standing where the shooting star had fallen. She took a deep breath and blew away the dense red mist that was creeping back towards her. She glanced up and down the street and, scowling quite

~A Fresh new Day to be Happy and Gay~ (For day 1: Awakening) "Aaauuuun..." Aunn's yawn sounded much like her name as she sat up and stretched, curly green hair flowing down over her tummy. "Good morning, world!" It was cosy in the nest of mismatched pillows and colourful quilts, and the still-slumbering Mike was a warm presence beside her. Aunn leaned over, brushed a strand of white hair off Mike's face and kissed her soft, pale cheek. Mike's nose twitched. She groaned softly, blinked herself awake and shut her eyes again. "What time is it?" she mumbled, her voice strained and weary. "Just gone..." Aunn yawned again. "Sunrise," she finished, sliding out of the covers and standing up. The tatami mats were rough under her feet. "What's for breakfast?" "Too early..." Mike arched her back, stretching her arms over the pillows. Her arm hair was thin and patchy, but Aunn could see bands of white, orange and dark red stretching down from her shoulder to curl past her

Gensokyo Festival day 5: Rain ~The Rain in Japan Falls Mainly on the Moriya Clan~ Frigid gales were buffeting the Moriya Shrine. Water lashed down from the grey skies to hammer on the roof, spilling off the blue stone tiles in waves. It was hardly a day to be outside, hence how startled Suwako was to hear a knock on the door. "Who the heck could that be?!" cried Suwako, her wide eyes betraying how startled she was to hear a knock on the door. She laid down her battered NES controller. "Kanako, could you get that?" "Of course." Kanako took advantage of Suwako's lapse in concentration and hit the accelerator, overtaking her pixellated go-kart with ease. "Sanae, answer the door, won't you?" "Okay!" Sanae stood up and ran to the door. She slid it open, only to cry out in shock as a sopping-wet Youmu fell into her arms. "Sanae, you came for me!" gasped Youmu, clinging Sanae as her own damp, flimsy kimono clung to her shivering body. "It was awful out there. I don't