Don't own anything! Sorry.
Train fell over and laid his head on the seat. "Food!" he strained. "I'm hungry!" He suddenly felt a thwap! on his head.
Thwap!
"Princess!" Train complained. "What was that for?"
"You either find a job and pay for your meal, or beat me in a battle for a milkshake" Eve stood up. "You have five seconds to get yourself—" A blur of navy blue, brown, and a grin of determination passed by Eve before she could say 'outside'.
Eve sighed the same time Sven did. "Is there any particular reason you keep challenging Train?" Sven looked at Eve helplessly. "It's been about two years since you teamed up with us." Sven shook his head as he got up out of the booth. "Well, don't kill each other" he warned as he and Rinslet followed Eve out of the restaurant.
Free food, free food, free food, free food, free food, FREE FOOD! Train could barley keep himself together. He pulled his Hades out, but didn't intend on firing it. Train couldn't help himself, as the rest came out of the restaurant, he grinned.
Then something fell on top of his head. And it was really heavy.
Wow, the Princess is gettin' good; I didn't see that hammer comin'! But what he said was "OW!" along with a very…familiar…voice.
"Train!" Sven yelled. This isn't the Princess, is it? Train thought as he rubbed his head.
"Train-kun?" the person in front of him asked, as if in as much shock he was in. He wasn't hungry anymore.
Saya Minatsuki was right there in front of him, five years older than when she had died.