Of Habits and Fish
Author:Bluefire
Disclaimer:I don't own Star Wars,
Xanatos belongs to Jude Watson. Silverwolfprincess own Rehteah Lumarin,
and everything else belongs to me.
Sumarry: Xani gets a few very expensive fish, a freak rainstorm,
an old habit that Ping had and a refund desire.
Kit waited until she got to the customer service counter, before she put
on the uniform brown vest she was carrying, making sure that the silver
'K' chain she was wearing wasn't covered up. "Another perfect day in paradise."
Kit muttered, before she sat on the counter, her feet dangling off of the
counter ledge. "Anicato, stop that." A boy a few years older than Kit said.
"The manager's coming and I don't want him to see your buttprint on the
counter." "First of all, Tony I'm wearing jeans. Second of all, I would
appreciate it if you would refer to me as Kit or Miss Anicato. And third
of all, nobody's even here yet." "Get down now." He said through gritted
teeth. Kit thought for a while, before she said "I tell you what. You pronounce
my real name right in three tries or less and I'll drag my happy little
ass off the damn counter." "Fine."
Kit nodded and pulled out a pen from
her backpack purse an wrote her real name on a piece of paper. She handed
it to him, telling him "Here you go, boss. You have three tries." He read
the name "Kiyami" in his mind, before he said "Uh, is is Kimmy?" "No." "Okay.
Is it Kim?" "No one last try." Before he could say it, though, a young man
approached the two teens. "That's enough. Break it up. Kit, off the counter."
Kit turned her self around and jumped behind the counter. "Anthony, get
back to your post before I write you a citation for playing sphinx. And
put the vest on now." Grumbling, Anthony put on the vest. Kit smirked and
watched him come behind the counter, telling her "You deal with the morons.
I'm just going to sit here and take a nap." Kit rolled her eyes, but when
she saw Mr. Tinkles, Xanatos' persian kitten. The cat's long, soft fur was
normally snow-white but had calico markings for this occasion, she forgot
all resentment, as she remembered how she ended up having to watch him.
Author:Bluefire
Disclaimer:I don't own Star Wars,
Xanatos belongs to Jude Watson. Silverwolfprincess own Rehteah Lumarin,
and everything else belongs to me.
Sumarry: Xani gets a few very expensive fish, a freak rainstorm,
an old habit that Ping had and a refund desire.
Kit waited until she got to the customer service counter, before she put
on the uniform brown vest she was carrying, making sure that the silver
'K' chain she was wearing wasn't covered up. "Another perfect day in paradise."
Kit muttered, before she sat on the counter, her feet dangling off of the
counter ledge. "Anicato, stop that." A boy a few years older than Kit said.
"The manager's coming and I don't want him to see your buttprint on the
counter." "First of all, Tony I'm wearing jeans. Second of all, I would
appreciate it if you would refer to me as Kit or Miss Anicato. And third
of all, nobody's even here yet." "Get down now." He said through gritted
teeth. Kit thought for a while, before she said "I tell you what. You pronounce
my real name right in three tries or less and I'll drag my happy little
ass off the damn counter." "Fine."
Kit nodded and pulled out a pen from
her backpack purse an wrote her real name on a piece of paper. She handed
it to him, telling him "Here you go, boss. You have three tries." He read
the name "Kiyami" in his mind, before he said "Uh, is is Kimmy?" "No." "Okay.
Is it Kim?" "No one last try." Before he could say it, though, a young man
approached the two teens. "That's enough. Break it up. Kit, off the counter."
Kit turned her self around and jumped behind the counter. "Anthony, get
back to your post before I write you a citation for playing sphinx. And
put the vest on now." Grumbling, Anthony put on the vest. Kit smirked and
watched him come behind the counter, telling her "You deal with the morons.
I'm just going to sit here and take a nap." Kit rolled her eyes, but when
she saw Mr. Tinkles, Xanatos' persian kitten. The cat's long, soft fur was
normally snow-white but had calico markings for this occasion, she forgot
all resentment, as she remembered how she ended up having to watch him.