Life's not good. Should cheer myself up a little by writing this story.
No.
"Tell the boss she's a slut," Rein scoffed, crossing her arms. Her eyes darted around in the room, probably calming herself down, but she stared at her boss, whose arms were clinging on a man. "I mean, does she and her [*beep] boyfriend have to [*beep] spread those hormones around in the room?" Lione almost drop her cup of coffee.
"Are you insulting the boss just because Shade got a raise?"
"Of course, Lione!" Rein growled at the orange haired girl. The said girl flinched at her tone. "It's like almost ten minutes to closing and... They're [*beep] spreading those hormones around," Rein messes her hair. "AND I HAVE TO [*beep] BOTHER TO CLEAN IT!"
"Excuse me, may I order something?"
"Sure Ricardo. I'll let you taste something tasty, browny, creamy, filled with dark chocolate and smelly. Oh my, I can almost guarantee it's going to be good. No. It's going to be good." Rein proudly declared. "I'm going to get it." She spun around and went to the kitchen.
"Who the hell is Ricardo..?" Auler, who was called Ricardo by Rein, asked Lione, he scratched his head, out of confusion. Lione held her cup close to her, pondering about how to explain it to him. "And didn't she just meant a poop...?"
"Um.. well."
"Lione means, Ricardo, I'm sorry but you look ugly as always. Mind getting a haircut? Your face is so ugly I almost puke at the sight of you. So ugly. You're not handsome at all—"
"—Hey! I'm handsome!" Auler piped in.
"Sure, King of Flies. My, how ugly—"
"—Hey! I'm not that ugly!" Auler interjected.
"Oh, so you're somewhat admitting that you're ugly."
"Wha—! No! That's not what I mean! I'm handsome!"
"My my, did you heard something? " Fine cupped her ear. "I think I'm just imagining things. Did someone just spoke something? "
Auler scowled at Fine. Fine waved it off by shrugging. Lione backed away, not wanting to get in trouble.
Green eyes glared at Fine.
There are three reasons.
1. It's not because they envy that Fine is talking to Auler.
2. Because they like Auler.
3. Actually, threes just sounds more convincing so the author added three reasons.
"Fine," Altezza said, harshly. Her eyes glared at Fine, Altezza almost hope that lasers would come out of her eyes and burn Fine to death. "Get back to work please, we need to clean this place before we'll leave." Altezza held her broom too tightly. "Right now." Altezza growled.
"Sure, Future Wife of The King of Flies." Fine snickered, heading her way over to the kitchen, to clean there, skipping. Altezza blushed madly, almost looking like a ripe tomato. Auler also blushed but not looking like a ripe tomato. Once Fine took one step in the kitchen, she stopped and looked back at them. "Oh, before I forget, invite me to your wedding and make a bunch of little altezzas and aulers!"
Frantically, Altezza jumped over to Fine, but the pinkish-red haired girl easily dodged Altezza's attempt to kill her.
"Shade, can I strangle you?" Rein was still mad at him for getting a raise. I mean, how dare he have a raise before her. Rein does this to everyone who gets a raise before her except for the girls.
Shade stopped browsing the paperworks that the boss told him to check for something. The boss was just probably lazy. "What for?"
Rein gave him the best puppy eyes she can make. "Please, Shade. I really need to."
"No."
Fine just so happened to enter the room while they were arguing. Fine observed them for a while before interrupting, she walked near to Shade, letting Rein stop blabbering and observed her twin's actions. Shade, who felt her prescense and wondered why Rein stopped, glanced at Fine. Creepily, she put her hands on Shade's shoulder. "Shade, can I kiss you?" Shade jolted. "So?" Fine smiled, a sweet smile, almost so creepy.
"What are y—" Shade was interrupted, by Fine's hands suddenly holding his neck.
Fine strangled him. "Hurry, Rein! Let's strangle him together! He's distracted!"
"Well done, sis!" Rein joined her twin sister.
Shade's left eye twitched. He was not going to fall for Fine's mask again. So much for his hopes. What exactly did he hope for? No, I'm not going to tell you. His personal privacy is—
Soothingly, Toma placed his hand on Shade's left shoulder. "It's okay, girls can be pretty good sometimes. They're good at faking their feelings." Toma told him. Shade, huffed, and tried to get Toma's hand off him. Toma realized what he was doing and let go of his hand. "Chiffon always do that to me in a different way though," He began to blabber. "... but in the end she'll just kick or punch me. Ah, how satisfying." Shade thought he was being sarcastic but he didn't hear sarcasm in Toma's tone.
Shade, being him, gave him a weird look. "Dude, are you like a masochist or something?" He asked, well most people would likely ask that question or they'll just ignore it. Shade wasn't one of those persons who would easily let it go, unless it was them..
"I wouldn't say that.." Toma said. "I'm not a masochist, Shade. Trust me," he assures. "I just like being hit by her.. Only her."
"Right." Shade scoffed. "You really are a masochist." Shade confirms.
"About what Toma said..." A voice began talking, her voice was cheerful and positive. "That's because men likes to be played with!"
Shade angrily kicked the table. "Shut up, Sophie!" Shade was about to jump over her, but Toma stopped him before he could have done something.
Sophie giggled. "You just seemed so sad, it made me want to tease you." The door slammed open and appeared a girl with short brown hair and violet eyes. "Oh, Mirlo!" Sophie cheerfully waved,
"Sophie," Mirlo calmly said, trying not to raise her voice as usual. Mirlo usually has a loud voice and she really has a LOUD voice when she's angry, upset, excited and etc. "Please... help me throw the garbages outside?"
"Oh, sure!" Sophie chirps, she and Mirlo were about to go out with the trash but they stopped in their tracks of a noise.
There was the sound of chairs falling over. All eyes darted to the location of the sound. There was a boy with the same hair as Mirlo, although a little darker and jade eyes. He seemed to be troubled with something, and when he noticed the attention he got. He panicked and pick up the chairs. Sophie recognized him, he was known as Pastel. Pastel has a crush on Mirlo, Sophie reminded herself. Wait.. Crush? She got an idea and clapped her hands together. The four looks at her with different looks. "Hey, how about, Pastel will help you, Mirlo?" Pastel's face turned pink.
"EH?"
"He'll surely be a great help rather than me! Okay! You'll go together! That's all! Now now, Toma, Shade. Let's get out of here and leave this lovely couple!" Toma and Shade protested but Sophie pushed them towards the exit, forcefully and the door immediately closed.
Mirlo shyly looked at Pastel. "WANNA GO NOW—" She clasped a hand over her mouth, almost said that in my loud voice, she released her hand after a few minutes and took a deep breath. "Er, should we go now?"
Pastel nodded, still blushing furiously.
Bright quietly cleaned the counter, with his rag rubbing the surface of the counter. Minutes later, it was sparkling clean. "Finally—" Rein immediately dropped flour ane fruits on the counter and Fine spilled drinks over it. They gasped. Bright could her laughter in their gasp though.
"Oops, sorry, Bright!" Their faces said they were sorry but underneath their mask they really weren't sorry for it. They were looking for entertainment, since all of the workers were too busy cleaning. And well, they don't like to clean. "So sorry! Mind cleaning it one last time? We promise we won't bother you! Please?"
"..." Bright stayed silent. What would his reply be? Would he get angry or be just kind and let it slide.
"Hm?" Rein gave off an innocent smile. Bright felt his switch just flipped. Bright was weak when it comes to the twins smiles. "Bright? Are you mad?" He shook his head.
"If you two bothers me again, I won't let this thing slide again." Bright turned his back at them, an dark aura emitting. He had a weakness for their smiles but he still felt pissed off that the twins ruined his work when he was finally finished. Meanwhile, when he wasn't looking, the twins did a fist bump.
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Well 4 pages.
Hope you enjoyed that. Cause I didn't.
Me and xxTragediesofSinsxx chatted something about like "what do you think of a story where all of the characters have crack personalities or are just insane?"
My reaction: "omg. you just gave me a good idea."
and that's how this story started. Origin.
Lione still Lione?
Shade still Shade?
Sophie being a cupid?
Auler who isn't such a lovesick?
Altezza who wants Auler?
Toma being a masochist?
Mirlo who has a loud voice?
Bright-sama... being Bright-sama.
The twins being a sly fox.
k.
Not sure. AHAHAHAHAHA. Throw the fire extinguisher to the haters.
-Cross