A/N: Finally! I'm back to my forte!

Psycho's PoV

"What would you like, sir?" the waiter asked me.

He was a caramel colored dog with chocolate brown eyes and wore a black tuxedo with a forest green bow tie.

"Irish spring water, if you have it. No ice, as it's made of tap water, thus defeating the purpose of said beverage. Sprinkle some lime in there as well." I muttered.

"Anything else, sir?" he asked.

"Put it in a wine cup. Nothing else." I said cooly.

He left and I took out ten sudoku puzzles, finishing them in two minutes. Mere child's play. My magenta eyes drifted to the left and I saw a ravishingly beautiful silver hedgehog. Her eyes were amber, her muzzle was a light beige, and her hair looked like a maple leaf. She had sakura pink lipstick and lavender eye shadow while wearing a sapphire blue dress with black high heels. She looked at me and winked. My eyes darted back to the crossword puzzle I was currently solving. Scratch that. I just solved it.

The waiter came back with my drink and left to tend to other customers. I took a sip, and drank it all to not make it go to waste. My right hand had a radiant magenta aura and a ghostly hand wafted out. I made a shoulder tapping movement and the hand faded away as the waiter turned around.

"Yes? What is it?" he asked.

"I clearly ordered Irish spring water with a sprinkle of lime. This is Russian spring water and you put an excess of lemon. Was my request not audible?" I said snippily.

"My apologies, sir. It seems we've mixed up your oder with someone else's."

"Inexcusable." I said harshly.

"My my. Don't you have a sharp tongue?" the waiter muttered under his breath..

"A tongue I use when greatly perturbed." I said darkly.

The waiter cringed and scurried off. The hedgehog to my right smirked and slid into the chair next to me.

"Such wit you possess…Pleasure to meet you. My name is Vanessa." she purred in my ear with a German/Russian accent.

"Derived from the word vanity."

"Correct. I've told you my name, now you tell me yours."

"Psycho." I said simply.

"You're either insane or it -"

"From psychology, the studies of mentality." I said quickly while reading War and Peace.

"…Riiiiight…"

"I'm not crazy. It's just my name." I muttered while putting away my book.

"…How many times have you read that book?" she asked.

"One hundred fifty six thousand seven hundred and fifty three times.." I replied.

"Wow." she whispered.

"It's not that impressive." I mumbled while tithing my magenta tie.

"…Why do you have a pink tie?" she giggled.

"It's not pink. It's a radiant magenta." I growled.

"I was just joking…Well, you seem like a nice guy, so you wanna go to my house?" she asked in a British accent.

"Perhaps….What's the catch?" I asked cautiously.

"No catch. We'll just talk, play a few games of chess, and drink for a bit." she replied with a smile.

"…Fine. Should we warp there or -"

"It's not far from here." she said quickly.

We walked out of the restaurant after I paid the requested amount of money plus a tip. Vanessa kept staring at me as we walked to her house. As we entered, I took off all my clothes and put them on there own clothes-hanger. I put them on a chair and Vanessa stared at me with hearts in her eyes.

"What? I'm always naked. Clothes are itchy." I huffed.

"True…So very true." she purred flirtatiously.

"Wh-What?"

She pinned me to a wall and vigorously made out with me while rubbing my crotch. I squirmed and she pressed her body onto mine.

"Vanessa, stop!" I muffled out.

"Why not continue?" she purred.

A/N: Who is he going to worm his way out of this one?