AN - Ok my wondeeeeeful reader people! This is in Hoshi's POV (yes I know,
I always do that) but don't worry! We'll go back to the other way later.
Enjoy ^-^!
::ding! Ding ,ding! Ding!::
"Whaaaa?" I mumbled.
"Ma'am! I want to purchase these items! Step on it!" a nasal-toned voice ordered.
"Sorry miss, I suppose there aren't many customers at six AM. Hold on." I told her.
I grabbed all the items from her hands, and scanned them. Then I bagged them for her, and took a huge gulp of my vanilla latte.
"Thank you , you little wench! I'm reporting you to your superior, immediately!" she screeched.
I almost choked on my coffee. I'd like to see Grandpa's reaction to this screeching ball of ruffled pink lard. This would be amusing. She looked like one of those mommies who would do anything for her adorable little terd of a child. I smirked.
"Go right ahead. Wake ''em up, he's still sleeping in his own bed. Right upstairs ma'am, c'mon, the customer's always right."
She looked at me, with ugly bloodshot eyes, and disgusting frayed red hair that stuck to her brow.
"FIIIIIIINE! I'll leave , but I'm never coming back." She told me.
I laughed.
"Suit yourself sweetheart."
She walked out the door and attempted slamming it , but what she didn't realize was that it was a revolving door. Gramps'd just put it in.
About a couple hours later , Gramps popped in.
"Hi Hoshi! How'd your first morning go?" he questioned.
"It was amusing. I fell asleep somewhere around six , and this weird lady came in and demanded that I wake up. I swear! Who wakes up at the crack of dawn to go buy their kid some video games?" I replied.
Grandpa chuckled.
"Ha-ha. Ok then. Sounds good . Did you get breakfast yet?" He asked.
"Nah, just some coffee. I was gonna wait to dig in your fridge until you woke." I told him.
"Oh, Ok then. I'll go fix everyone some breakfast, while you watch the shop." He told me.
I grinned. Gramps was pretty cool, I liked him. He didn't poke or prod into my business, and he was still nice to me too.
In about AN HOUR breakfast was ready. What I hadn't realized was that Yugi's friends were coming over, and one of them was a boy named Joey. I soon found out that Joey was a huge pig. This is why food preparation took an hour.
We all hogged out on Gramps' delishy food , and I got to know the rest of his buds ; an annoyance named Tea who was constantly running around in pink and cheering Yugi on like some sort of ridiculous cheerleader, Triston , he was a lot like Joey , though more serious. Then there was Joey, your typical teenage dweeb, but we got along. I suppose you could say that I'm far too critical of people, and you're right. At least I'm honest about my thoughts though!
From this boring little dance of introduction came something far more interesting, or perhaps I should say someone....
::ding! Ding ,ding! Ding!::
"Whaaaa?" I mumbled.
"Ma'am! I want to purchase these items! Step on it!" a nasal-toned voice ordered.
"Sorry miss, I suppose there aren't many customers at six AM. Hold on." I told her.
I grabbed all the items from her hands, and scanned them. Then I bagged them for her, and took a huge gulp of my vanilla latte.
"Thank you , you little wench! I'm reporting you to your superior, immediately!" she screeched.
I almost choked on my coffee. I'd like to see Grandpa's reaction to this screeching ball of ruffled pink lard. This would be amusing. She looked like one of those mommies who would do anything for her adorable little terd of a child. I smirked.
"Go right ahead. Wake ''em up, he's still sleeping in his own bed. Right upstairs ma'am, c'mon, the customer's always right."
She looked at me, with ugly bloodshot eyes, and disgusting frayed red hair that stuck to her brow.
"FIIIIIIINE! I'll leave , but I'm never coming back." She told me.
I laughed.
"Suit yourself sweetheart."
She walked out the door and attempted slamming it , but what she didn't realize was that it was a revolving door. Gramps'd just put it in.
About a couple hours later , Gramps popped in.
"Hi Hoshi! How'd your first morning go?" he questioned.
"It was amusing. I fell asleep somewhere around six , and this weird lady came in and demanded that I wake up. I swear! Who wakes up at the crack of dawn to go buy their kid some video games?" I replied.
Grandpa chuckled.
"Ha-ha. Ok then. Sounds good . Did you get breakfast yet?" He asked.
"Nah, just some coffee. I was gonna wait to dig in your fridge until you woke." I told him.
"Oh, Ok then. I'll go fix everyone some breakfast, while you watch the shop." He told me.
I grinned. Gramps was pretty cool, I liked him. He didn't poke or prod into my business, and he was still nice to me too.
In about AN HOUR breakfast was ready. What I hadn't realized was that Yugi's friends were coming over, and one of them was a boy named Joey. I soon found out that Joey was a huge pig. This is why food preparation took an hour.
We all hogged out on Gramps' delishy food , and I got to know the rest of his buds ; an annoyance named Tea who was constantly running around in pink and cheering Yugi on like some sort of ridiculous cheerleader, Triston , he was a lot like Joey , though more serious. Then there was Joey, your typical teenage dweeb, but we got along. I suppose you could say that I'm far too critical of people, and you're right. At least I'm honest about my thoughts though!
From this boring little dance of introduction came something far more interesting, or perhaps I should say someone....