Twas the Night Before Tomorrow
by Lady Shinnite

'Twas the night before tommorow,
And all through the place,
Not a thing thought of stirring,
Not even Mits' sanity in space.
And all around Taiitsukun's sugar,
Was a wall of magical boards,
Used in a futile attempt to keep out the Nyan Nyan hordes 

Tomo was curled up on his side of the bed,
With visions of torturing the Suzaku dancing through his head.
And Taiitsukun, with a mask to keep her 'vanity',
Was dreaming of the day when she might live with some sanity

Then up off the roof there fell down such a clutter,
Mits hid under his head and started to shudder.
'The amazons are back,' he thought and started to freak,
He had thought he'd gotten rid of them for the rest of the week.
He started to shudder at his perception of fate,
Oh if only he'd gone with Tasuki for some now much needed sake.
Then Jas appeared and yelled a loud "Boo!",
Causing Mits to retreat to the other side of the room.
'Oh it's only Jas,' Mits thought with lessening fright,
'At least I won't be the one glomped onto this night.'

Jas hung her head and gave a small sigh,
"Mitsukake-san," she asked, "where did Chichiri-san hide?"
And the grin on Mits' face was such a terrible sight,
That even Nakago would pale and runaway in fright.
"Oh I know where he is," Mits evilly replied,
And Jas started to think it would be safer to hide.
"And of course I'll tell you," he stated with a snrk,
The thoughts of a glomped Chichiri filling him with such great mirth.

Soon Jas was walking away with a big, gleeful smile,
And Mitsukake's face became something quite vile.
They teased him and taunted
About by the amazons he was hunted,
'But they'll all learn soon,' he thought with much glee.
'And the first to learn will be Chichiri!'
And to the phone he quickly did race,
The evillest of expressions set on his face.

And the next morning there came a big splutter,
As Taiitsukun read the newspaper and started to shudder.
And into the room the Nyan Nyns did come,
And read the ad just abover her left thumb:
'If you just want to know where the seishi are,
Just call 1-800-REVENGE, it's not really that hard.'

And Mitsukake with much glee was spinning,
As soon after 7 a.m. the phone started ringing.
And as he picked up the phone, saying something which caused great fright:
"A lively seishi for all, and to all fangirls a GOOD night."