Mika’s Mesmerizing Mission
Part 2 — Mari
Mika walked onto the set with a great deal more joy than usual. She had realized she couldn’t just dive in front of the girls and hope for victory. Instead a divide and conqueror strategy was called for. So today Mika set her sights on Mari. Her logic was rather good, if one ignores the massive flaw that was the whole plan. Mari and Mika were not the closest on the cast and Mari was by far the most nosey and thus with her out of the way Mika felt safer about getting the rest. The girls milled around as the crew built the school room like set in front of the cameras. Mika went up to Mari and opened conversation “So what are we filming today?” Mari turned confused most likely due to being surprised by Mika talking to her, and surprised she didn’t know the filming plan.
“Well,” she started “We need to do the cake segment from yesterday, so 3 of us bake and then you do the science of cake, how it rises and stuff like that, I think they want us to each frost a cake in a way that fits with our character. So I guess you will be an atom or something? I’m doing a ballerina!” Mari blushed a little as she realized how enthused she sounded at the prospect “Sorry, me and my mother used to frost cakes together so it makes me kinda excited,”
Mika smiled “oh it is really okay, that is so cute, my mother was more of a dumplings woman, she couldn’t do deserts for the life of her”.
Mari giggled and smiled and Mika saw this as the opportunity she needed. “Umm..this is going to sound silly, but could I ask a favour?” Mika muttered hoping she sounded like she actually needed help.
“Sure!” replied Mari still smiling from the earlier conversation.
Mika thought on her feet and quickly spotted what she needed “So..I have no idea how to frost cakes, because, well, its not a dumpling, they have some spares in the back room, want to give me a quick lesson? I would feel really bad if I screwed the take up and we all had to frost our cakes again or some poor intern had to go grab some more” Mika looked expectantly realizing this made no sense whatsoever. Of course the production company would have enough cakes to cover a screw up and no one would mind, set rules said that stage hands got first shot of any food botched during takes and they could always not show Mika frosting her cake and just have her show a finished one an intern had done but she hoped Mari was too buzzy from her nostalgia to think it through.
Mari’s eyes lit up “Of course!” she beamed grabbing Mika’s hand and dragging her back towards the storage room. Mika actually felt a little bad, Mari was more excited than she had ever seen her, so keen to teach her this skill passed down from her mother. This train of thought stopped when Mika thought about the fun she was going to have.
Once in the back room Mika took a deep breath as Mari rummaged through the boxes looking for piping bags and food coloring. The bright, harsh light of the room would make most people look horrid but Mari was able to work through it, her perky smile was the main draw for the audience, she always seemed to be having fun and her feminine movement and posing meant she got the “girl” persona within seconds of walking into the audition room. As Mari rummaged Mika fiddled in her pocket and pulled out the locket she had placed in there before leaving the house this morning, luckily she was able to avoid changing into costume unlike the rest of the girls. She moved closer to the bent over Mari and dangled the locket at eye level. Mari found a piping bag and jumped up and span around her head bumping into the locket as she did.
“Whoa!” she shouted nearly dropping the piping bag.
“Oh sorry” Mika said with the best fake honesty high school drama could muster. She let the locket sway from the impact as she saw Mari’s eyes monumentally follow it as she tried to work out what it was.
“I just wanted to show you this, my mother gave it to me” Mika lied “All this talk of our mothers and their cooking made me nostalgic for a second”continued Mika as she increased its sway with an almost invisible sway of her wrist. Mari’s eye followed it more due to a mixture of primitive instinct and the urge to be polite. Mika smiled as she saw it and decided to continue “just look at how pretty it is, it is so shiny and just makes me remember the calm, relaxed days with my mother”. As Mari’s eyes followed it with greater intensity a smile crossed her fact obviously recalling the relaxed joy of frosting cakes that still must have been close to the front of her mind. Despite this induction being designed for kids Mika was happy at the prospect as she watched her fellow cast members eyes follow the locket, the harsh lighting of the store room only adding the reflections coming off it with every swing “Yes” Mika purred “Just watch the locket, it gets prettier with every swing doesn’t it? It makes me feel so calm and relaxed as it sparkles, it seems everything just fades away as you just get lost in the locket” Mika continued the purr in her voice becoming more and more obvious, as Mari’s eyes got glassier and more and more far away. “And after all of this, you just feel the need to sleep, to rest. After a busy day frosting cakes with Mommy, you just went to sleep, deep asleep. And the locket is so pretty it tires you to watch and your eyes just get heavier and heavier” Mari’s eyes started to droop and flutter oblivious to the change of focus from Mika’s mother to Mari’s past she just followed the locket with clockwork precision “But you are so tired now, every swing brings those eyes further down, down to sleep after a busy day, a warm relaxed day” Mari’s eyes were no longer visible, they had become two white lines beneath her eyelids. Mika’s smile grew wider as she let the locket slow before lowering it back into her pocket. “And you find the locket keeps swinging in your mind, as you look at how shiny it is as it sends you down to sleep, down into a deep, deep sleep”. Mika reached forward and started to rock Mari gently as her eyes closed fully down. Mika’s smile had gone from wide to devilish and she finally felt confident in her plan, Mari was almost a dead weight on her arms as she whispered into her ear. “And you feel so relaxed and happy that you just want to do as I say, don’t you? Feels so good to do as Mika says” she paused as she heard a mumble come out of the mouth of the sleeping girl. She presumed this was an affirmative because in this state Mari looked incapable of anything else. “You want to return to feeling this good all the time, and whenever I say the phrase “Mari’s Naptime” you will sink down into this nice relaxed place ready to listen to me, isn’t that right?” Mika felt a slight nod on her shoulder as Mari drowsily moved her heavy head and Mika decided to have a little fun now to tide her over until she had chance to get the rest of the girls “Now when I count to 3 you will wake up and totally forget all of this, you just came to show me where the cake stuff was, but you will find you really want to use that piping bag as a dildo as you are far too horny to do the show at the moment, so you will make excuses and leave to the bathroom, okay 1, 2, 3!” In one fluid movement Mika pushed Mari up so and backed off so it looked like she had just come into the door. Mari looked bewildered for a second before shaking her head
“Okay! here is all the cake stuff!” she said with energy slowly returning to her voice. Her eyes turned to the piping bag in her hand and Mika saw her wiggle a little as her eyes lit up.
“Umm...so good luck with practice, I am sure you will do great, I better go, I need to prep my lines!” she said as she left the room with an unusually fast pace, piping bag tight in hand. Mika wiggled a little herself and suddenly had confidence in this crazy plan, with her main threat out of the way she felt like it would be plain sailing from here on out. As she walked out of the storage room any plans of further progressed were dashed when the costume lady suggested in the most sarcastic of tones that she should get into costume so they could actually film the show.
To the outside observer very little seemed different, the filming went off well. The cake segment came out perfectly and Mika got to present the audience at home her cake decorated to look like an atom because “Even science can be tasty!". Mari smiled her widest smile and showed off her ballerina cake with a slight blush in her cheeks as she eyed the used piping bag on the counter. As they all left for the night Mika plotted and for the first time in months she grabbed a copy of the long term show plan hoping it would give her some ideas for how to get the rest of the girls alone.