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"It's not fair."
"What's up Usagi?" Motoki asked as his self proclaimed favourite customer sulked into her coke.
"Teen Scene magazine did this article on noses, and apparently my nose is out of fashion." She whined. Mamoru, who was sitting nearby, choked on his coffee at this statement.
"So what sort of nose is in fashion?" he asked curiously, wondering at the stupidity of teenage magazines and all they contained.
"Button noses of course." Usagi replied, with a 'matter of fact' glare.
"Button noses?" He looked at her sceptically.
"Button noses are 'cute, un-intimidating and have that overall girl-next-door appeal that boys find simply irresistible.'" She quoted with a miserable sigh. "This means that all us non-button nosed girls are in for a very lonely few years. It's so unfair! And my dad is refusing to let me have a nose job."
"Usagi, trust me. Your nose is fine. It's dainty and pretty. Like a princess." Motoki and Usagi both gawped at Mamoru as he said this. There was a moment of silence. Then, having obviously realised what he had just said, Mamoru jumped up and rushed out of the arcade, leaving a trail of dust behind him.
"A princess nose? I like it." Grinned Usagi, feeling much happier for reasons she didn't want to analyse.
