Hies! I know, I know, I'm such a jerk for not updating earlier. So here's teh excuse: *sucks air in dramatically* I was lazy. I really was. In addition, school is really difficult these weeks *sigh*. And on top of that, I was sick for about two and a half weeks, and I couldn't even think properly. But *drumroll* I'm *le gasp* ALIVE! Thanks for the lovely reviews, btw :3.
Okay, so without any further delay, Should've said no chappy 2! Zazie-sama, do the disclaimer for meh, would ya?
Zazie: Suu does NOT own Tegami Bachi, or any of it's characters, or the song. Everything belongs to their respectful owners: Hiroyuki Asada and Taylor Swift.
Suu: Damn straight I don't. If I did, Zazie would be the main character, Niche and Lag would be a couple, Lloyd and Aria would be married, there would be a creepy scene involving the death of Mokku Sullivan, and Steak would be....
Zazie: *eye-twitch*
If I'm not mistaken, Gauche's house is right around this corner.
Lag Seeing thought looking for the address written on a small piece of paper that was securely stored in his pocket.
-Niche! I've found it!
Lag's dingo, Niche looked at him and then looked at the mentioned house, with a bored gaze. After a few seconds of gazing at it, her brow furrowed.
-Why does it say "Ever Fresh Grocery Store"
-Uhhhh?
-Lag, are we lost?
-Nooo, we're close, we just have to find the address. Now, where did I put that paper?
Niche sighed.
-We're lost.
Her eyes looked left and right, trying to find Gauche's house.
-Is that it?
-Huh? Niche, you've found it!
-Well, let's go.
Lag knocked on the door, shaking nervously. Niche tried to look as professional as possible, pulling her dress down and patting Steak's fur into place.
-Yes?
A girl opened the door. She looked like she could be about Lag's age, with snow-white hair, big blue eyes, and a dress that was hugging her perfectly thin figure. She was very pretty, Niche noticed, to her utter dismay. Next to her, Lag had a goofy smile plastered on his face as he stuttered, with a slight blush for.
-I,ah, I'm Luh-Lag S…S..
-Seeing.
His dingo finished the sentence for him, looking a bit mad.
-Yeah, Sawing. Lag Sawing.
The girl smiled politely, shaking Lag's hand.
-Nice to meet you, Lag. My name is Sylvette Suede. Can I help you?
-We're looking for Gauche Suede. Do you know where can we find him?
Sylvette's smile froze, and she slammed the door in their face.
-Lag?
Lag sighed.
-I don't know.
-Are we going home?
-Yeah, we are.
