No Need For Ayeka's Hour

Sasami suddenly excused herself after Ayeka yelled at Mihoshi, who had run away from the angry princess. Ayeka was now alone, and she promptly picked up and studied the manga Sasami had been reading.

Ayeka: Let's see. Cards.....candy....flowers....confession of love....kissing...WHAT!? C-CONFESSION OF LOVE AND KISSING!? Oh, my! If this is what this day is about, then i MUST spend it with Lord Tenchi! But, i have been yelling at Mihoshi often lately. It may have given me a wrinkle. Even though my skin is beautiful, just one wrinkle may be enough to make Lord Tenchi reject me! I must make myself as beautiful as i am able! But how? I am out of make-up, and the only one here who uses it other than myself is Ryoko. She wouldn't lend me any, at least not willingly. Perhaps Washu can pull some from another dimension or something.

Ayeka knocked on Washu's door.

Washu: C'mon in, Ayeka!

Ayeka, coming in: Miss Washu, how did you know it was me?

Washu: I used my brand-new knock-analyzer, o' course! I have all your knocks on file in this li'l baby!

Ayeka: Impressive! Your inventions are always so incredible little Washu!

Washu: L-little Washu? Did you call me little Washu?

Ayeka: Of course! It is what you wish to be called, is it not?

Washu, tearing up: You remembered, i'm so happyyy!!

Ayeka: Eh-heh-heh-heh...thinking She really is mad. out loud Little Washu. I have run out of make-up. Do you think you could get or create some for me?

Washu: Hot date, huh? Heh-heh! Guess that means Tenchi's all mine!

Ayeka: NEVER!!! Uh...ahem actually, little Washu, Tenchi is the one with whom i am going out. I want to look my most beautiful for him, so would you please help me?

Washu: ....This wouldn't have anything to do with Valentine's Day, would it?

Ayeka: EEP! W-what ever do you mean? What is Valentine's Day?

Washu: Eh-heh. Well, if it's make-up you want, i can get you some, but i gotta tell ya that Valentine's Day is...

Ayeka: Oh, THANK you, little Washu! I knew i could count on you!

Washu tried to talk again, but Ayeka's glowing face silenced her. She shrugged, typed in her laptop and pulled from a wormhole just in front of her coffee machine a purse.

Washu: Here. It's full of the finest make-up from twenty different galaxies!

Ayeka: Oh! Thank you so much, little Washu! Twenty! I would have been happy if it were the finest in only ten! Leave it to our genius Washu! Oops! Little Washu!

Washu: And don't you forget that little again! Wah-hahahahaha!!

Ayeka dashed out the door giggling and skipping, almost giddy.

Washu: Oh, the impulsiveness of youth. I tried to tell her, Valentine's Day is in two days. Oh, well.