*hem hem* Mimmy. Mimmy. How come you still don’t take notice of me? I thought you like rock and roll? I am a rock after all, but with a heart as soft as a marshmallow.

Call me simple-minded, but I really find that Jun kid really out of this world. He likes to associate rocks with guitars, what does that suppose to mean? *cough hem* Is he saying that rock and roll is some sort of music? I can make music from rocks, too! I’ll just choose the best rocks, line them up and hit them with a stick to make the most beautiful music.

Mimmy, I will dedicate this form of rock music for you! *croak*

-GANTA-

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