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Raph/Mona Lisa - 100 Ways to Say 'I Love You' - 'No, no, it's my treat.'
Rating: K
Words: 286
"Oh man!" Raph picked up a blaster from the shelf, turning it over in his hands. It was metallic and heavy, with a textured grip and more firepower than he had ever seen on a blaster. "Mona, have you seen this! It's freakin' awesome!"
She nodded with minimal interest as she studied the other selections of firearms on the wall of the small shop.
"The terrapin has a good eye," the vendor behind the counter commented sweetly. "This is the finest model of personal blasters on this side of the galaxy. It has a long range scope and rechargeable plasma ammunition; and better prices than at any retail establishment."
Better as in higher, Raph thought cynically before asking, "How much?"
"That'll be twenty thousand credits," the shopkeep gurgled through his mouthful of tentacles. In spite of himself, Raph felt his heart sink into the soles of his boots. Twenty thousand… It was to be expected, but he had hoped that the price would be a little more reasonable than that.
"Done," a voice to his left said cooly. Raph blinked and looked up to see Mona handing the alien a credit card with an air of authority befitting a commander of her rank.
"Wait-"
"It is a gift, Raphael. Do not question it."
Her tone was stern, but the light in her eyes made him feel warm down to his toes. Pushing himself up on his toes, he nuzzled her nose lightly. He had to be the luckiest mutant turtle to ever be launched into space if he were able to win such an amazing badass Salamandrian warrior.
And sometimes, 'I love you' can be best expressed with a impromptu gift in an intergalactic space market.