Project: Fishy Tomatoes
Chapter 4: Giant Mutant Killer Tomatoes That Will Destroy the World as We Know it: Ato
By, Rosekeet
A/N: Haven't updated in a while. But I WILL FINSIH THIS FIC. That's my new goal. If I start a fic, I'll finish it.
Rated PG for violence, mild language and sensuality
Dedicated to: My really awesome phone that I got at a 2nd hand store a couple months ago
Name: Asz, Panintha
Age: 20
Weight: 122 lbs
Height: 5'3"
Hair Color: Blonde
Eye Color: Blue
Occupation: con-artist
Avg. Income: Unknown
Notes: Wanted for the conning of over a thousand people. Currently going out with Tom Ato, whom she's "not conning". Psh. Yeah. Right.
~*~
I scowled as I threw the crumpled up profile of Li and Kinomoto into the waste paper basket. Damn that Chovie, interrupting my work like that. She bugged the crap out of me. I wished I'd never agreed to work with her. Two geniuses like us, can't easily get along.
I went back to my brand new microscope. Like everything I owned I'd gotten a great deal on it. It was free. Being a thief really cuts down on financial hassle. Carefully I examined the two cells. Yes... I stroked my chin... yes it would defiantly be possible to merge them... But, would it but ready in time before Li and Kinomoto got here? I'd have to work fast. I pulled on a pair of goggle and gloves. I grinned and started laughing. Maniacally.
My laughter was interrupted by the phone ringing.
"Yes?" I said as I picked it up.
"Hiiiiiiiiiii Tom…" The sickly sweet voice of Panintha, my girlfriend said.
"Hi."
"You don't sound glad to hear me." She pouted.
"I am, really. I'm just in the middle of something."
"I bet you're with that Ann Chovie girl again!" She wailed.
"Panintha, she's my partner, not my girlfriend!"
"I don't believe you!" She wailed.
"That's pretty rich coming from you!"
"HEY! Conning is a perfectly respectable occupation!"
"Yeah. Uh huh."
"I hate you!" She screamed and hung up. I shook my head. It really was annoying going out with her. She did that all the time.
Chapter 4: Giant Mutant Killer Tomatoes That Will Destroy the World as We Know it: Ato
By, Rosekeet
A/N: Haven't updated in a while. But I WILL FINSIH THIS FIC. That's my new goal. If I start a fic, I'll finish it.
Rated PG for violence, mild language and sensuality
Dedicated to: My really awesome phone that I got at a 2nd hand store a couple months ago
Name: Asz, Panintha
Age: 20
Weight: 122 lbs
Height: 5'3"
Hair Color: Blonde
Eye Color: Blue
Occupation: con-artist
Avg. Income: Unknown
Notes: Wanted for the conning of over a thousand people. Currently going out with Tom Ato, whom she's "not conning". Psh. Yeah. Right.
~*~
I scowled as I threw the crumpled up profile of Li and Kinomoto into the waste paper basket. Damn that Chovie, interrupting my work like that. She bugged the crap out of me. I wished I'd never agreed to work with her. Two geniuses like us, can't easily get along.
I went back to my brand new microscope. Like everything I owned I'd gotten a great deal on it. It was free. Being a thief really cuts down on financial hassle. Carefully I examined the two cells. Yes... I stroked my chin... yes it would defiantly be possible to merge them... But, would it but ready in time before Li and Kinomoto got here? I'd have to work fast. I pulled on a pair of goggle and gloves. I grinned and started laughing. Maniacally.
My laughter was interrupted by the phone ringing.
"Yes?" I said as I picked it up.
"Hiiiiiiiiiii Tom…" The sickly sweet voice of Panintha, my girlfriend said.
"Hi."
"You don't sound glad to hear me." She pouted.
"I am, really. I'm just in the middle of something."
"I bet you're with that Ann Chovie girl again!" She wailed.
"Panintha, she's my partner, not my girlfriend!"
"I don't believe you!" She wailed.
"That's pretty rich coming from you!"
"HEY! Conning is a perfectly respectable occupation!"
"Yeah. Uh huh."
"I hate you!" She screamed and hung up. I shook my head. It really was annoying going out with her. She did that all the time.