Me: I don't own any characters! Plus, I would have posted sooner, but my keyboard wasn't working. I only figured out today that it was unplug.
Tobey: Simpleton. Aren't you supposed to be writing your other story?
Me: Shut up!
Wordgirl: Before they kill each other please review!
Scoops was trying to find someone to interview for the Daily Rag. Luckily, Violet came by. She always seemed to get a scoop once in a while. "Hey Violet! Could I interview you?"
Violet responded by grabbing his pad and pencil. "No. But I could interview you." She
said merrily.
"Violet! Give that back!" he yelled as he lunged for his pad and pencil.
Violet quickly moved out of the way. "Please?" She asked giving him the puppy dog eyes.
He hated when she did that. He never could say no when she looked at him like that. "Fine." He said annoyed.
"Name?" she asked
"Violet! I" he started to say.
"Name?" she said giggling. All the while writing on the piece of paper.
He sighed. "Todd 'Scoops' Ming." He said.
"Job?" she asked.
"Reporter for the Daily Rag." He said.
"Do you have a girlfriend?" She asked.
"No." He said.
"Do you want one?" She asked happily.
Scoops eyes widened as he realized what she said. He quickly blushed. "I…I..." he stammered.
"Think about it." Violet said merrily, as she handed him his pad and paper. She then quickly skipped away.
Scoops just stood dazed and confused. He looked down on the pad. In her curly handwriting it said:
1888-888-0828 Call me!
- Violet
Me: I took this idea from how my mom and dad met. Not quite the same, but if you want to hear the story PM me. Also please tell me what you think. Is it just me or is it too fluffy? Oh, and the ending whatever you like! Only if people want will I write a second chapter.
Tobey: Shouldn't you be writing your other story.
Me: *bangs hand against computer desk* I am stuck on a part! *Gets up wheels around and grabs Tobey and shakes him* DO YOU KNOW HOW AGGRAVATING THAT IS? *Lets go off Tobey sits back down on the chair and mutters to myself.*
Tobey: *Quietly backs away*