Introduction: This is a "continue the story game" fanfiction collaboratively written by emochinchilla and steshin. This differs from our usual round robin fanfictions because instead of just writing part-by-part, each author gives a different ending. Please enjoy!
Charm - Main Plot
Contributed by: steshin
Alto observed his friend Michel from a distance and grunted. That womanizer was at it again.
This time it was three girls at once.
From afar, Alto couldn't really get a gist at what they were saying but it was already obvious Michel was using his patented charm and overused pick-up lines, his overdramatic gestures proved it. After a minute or so, the three girls burst into giggles and blushes, and then took out all their cellphones, giving the playboy their numbers. Michel gave them one last smile before running off to where Alto was situated.
Alto shook his head as Michel came closer. "For a sniper, you really can't keep an eye on one target."
Michel acknowledged his remark with a smug smile and said, "You're just jealous because, unlike you, I have a way with women."
Alto snorted, "Yeah, by using cheesy pick-up lines to make them gaga over you."
"Oi! They're not lame!" Pushing his glasses higher, Michel remarked, "My lines are always fresh and keeps the ladies wanting for more."
Alto, of course, didn't believe him. "Yeah sure…" "You know what…"
Michel adopted a 'deep-in-thought' appearance by pressing his knuckles to his forehead, "it isn't the pick-up lines that gets the girl. It's your charm…"
"Really now"—
"And you don't have any." Michel stated it like a fact.
"………."
Michel inwardly smiled and started to count mentally. When he reached 3, he got the outburst he expected. "
What did you say?!"
"You heard me, princess. You don't have any charm. None. Nada. Zilch."
"I'll have you know that I"— "Your acting doesn't count because face it, it's acting. It has to be a certain charm that needs no pretense…like mine. You, you're as charming as a boar."
Alto's eye twitched. "I can be charming!" He actually cringed when he said the word 'charming', thus earning an amused smile from his friend.
"Really, Alto?"
"I can be twice as charming as you!" Okay maybe that's going too far… At that declaration, Michel grinned an evil grin.
"Okay then… Prove it."