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Its kawaii! And no, he isn't groping :P Oh by
the way, Gypsy is the only character that I own in this story all of the
others are © Akira Toriyama/ Bird studios!
As for e-mail, my personal one is tamen@imneverwrong.com. If
ya wanna contact all of the SPEDs, we are @ WeAreS.P.E.D.s@itookmyprozac.com
Enjoy!
Gypsywings Chapter 3
Tien awoke the next morning to the sound of soft footsteps and
opening cupboards. Gypsy soon peeked in, her hair brushed out and
glossy.
"Good morning! Or rather, afternoon..." She smiled, stepping
into the room.
Before Tien could ask any questions, she had begun to talk quickly.
"You know that there is no food in this apartment? Your fridge barely
works, and everything in there expired months ago. Do you EVER shop?"
Tien straightened himself and sat on the bed. "Occasionally..."
He yawned. Gypsy scowled. "Alright!" Tien smiled in spite
of himself. "I'll take you... out to lunch." He concluded (wincing
as he hit the last word).
"Yay!" Gypsy grinned, and walked out into the "living"
room. Tien sighed, closed the door, and changed into some semi fresh
clothes. Living alone for these past few weeks had taught him that
if you can't hit the laundramat every week, anything on the floor seems
to be clean after awhile.
They soon began to walk down the city streets, looking for a
place to have a good, inexpensive meal. Tien spotted a small, family-run
diner/bar. They entered, and were pleased to find that there was no wait.
They slid into a booth, and looked over the worn menu. They ordered,
and sat back for some pre-meal conversation. Gypsy expertly maneuvered
around any subject relating to her dating position or family life.
Tien eventually gave up as their food arrived. He picked up his chopsticks,
and glanced over at Gypsy, who was stabbing at her food with them, looking
confused. Tien laughed and reached across the table, and helped her
grab them properly. Gypsy looked at the chopsticks in her hand. "Ohhhhh...."
she mused, clicking them together.
"TENSHINHAN?" A feminine voice cut through the air from the bar.
Tien almost choked on the food in his mouth. Lunch, blue haired and
teary eyed, zipped over to the table, her hands clasped in a pleading grip.
"Who is this???" She cried. Then she made a sniffling noise.
"Why do I feel like blowing this place up?" She asked, both puzzled
and forlorn.
Tien didn't need any other warning. In a matter of mere
seconds, he reached into his wallet, slammed some bills on the table, leapt
over to Gypsy and picked her up. Then he bolted out the door just
as Lunch sneezed. Tien breathed a sigh of releif as he flew up high
into the clouds. And yet, he could still hear the gunshots from below...