Disclaimer-
Chibi Desktop Kitsune- Al is not himself at the moment, he has just down'd more mountain dew then is allowed by state law in a attempt to earn enough caps for a X-box.
Al- hehehehehehehehehe One two three take my hand and come with me because you look so fine and i really wanna make you mine!
Kitsune...err...yeah, he owns not love hina, nor FLCL, nor that song he's singing.
Al- (bounceing off the walls) fore five six come on and get your kicks cause you don't need money when you look like that do ya honey?
Kitsune- (chases after al with a mallet)
Haitani sat up, looking confused around his room, "How did I get here?" He asked himself, last nights events seemed blurred, had he been drinking.
Slowly the memorys arose, he had gone to the bar, but hadn't felt well so he and Al left...and then...blank, nothing.
He looked in the mirror and realized the bump that had hurt him so yesterday was gone.
"Well at least that's one problem solved." He muttered as he left his room to fallow the smell of breakfast.
"Hey Shiri what's...WHAAA!" Haitani stood frozen in shock, the girl...the one who had beat him with her guitar the day before, she was standing in the kitchen makeing curry in a maids dress.
Shiri was sitting at the desk over in the corner, typeing away on a computer,
"Morning dude, She say's I hired her to be our maid last night when I was drunk, but all she chrages is food and a bed to sleep in."
Shiri smiled impishly,
"And she sure improves the scenery around her don't cha think?"
Haitani looked at her nervously,
"Greetings sir, allow me to introduce myself, Haruhara haruko, age 19, your spritely young maid who's cute to boot, please be gentle with me master."
Haitani began to bleed from his nose...that outfit... he darted into the bathroom returning moments later with tissue stuffed into his nose.
"Hey bro, your gonna be late for work if you don't leave soon." Shiri called as he kicked various online butt at a roleplaying game he was on.
"Uh... thanks...shiri man,"
"yeah?"
"Be careful, this girls nuts." Haitani muttered, and before he could explain haruko grabbed him and flung him out the door, "can't be late for work now can you?" She called after him and shut the door.
haitani sighed.
he was dressed as a large robot and standing in front of the Cosplay cafe, holding a sign that told of some great offer on food they had inside, but it wasn't the sweltering hot costume that made him depressed, he was thinking about how sour things had gotten, lose a girl, lose a job, and now shiri seemed to be gunning for the lunitic maid they now had, what more could go wrong?
At which point, Al walked by chatting happily with mutsumi, the two of them had gotten jobs at the cosplay cafe as well, but haitani had been outside the last few days so he hadn't gotten a chance to talk to mutsumi at all.
Haitani had long held a crush for mutsumi, but he had decided it was useless and went out dateing other girls again, but sadly, after the last little relationship, he still longed for his raven haired angel.
He spotted the manager, a pervert if there ever was one, flirting with the bubbly mutsumi as she stood by the bar in a sailor moon outfit.
"That slime!" Haitani growled, flirting with employees, especially the one's haitani had a cursh on, how low!
Haitani felt a headache and went back to holdng the sign where all could see it, girls were a pain in the head.
Chibi kitsune- not much, this story is pretty bad Al, your haveing a run of bad one's i've noticed.
Al- i dunno, i just can't seem to write all that well recentally.
Chibi Kitsune- ah well, take some time, relax, it'll come back.
Al- hope so, if I don't get back the creative spark i might have to resort to useing petty and useless musical numbers.
Kitsune- you mean like in all your other stories?
Al- right, and no one wants that.
Chibi Desktop Kitsune- Al is not himself at the moment, he has just down'd more mountain dew then is allowed by state law in a attempt to earn enough caps for a X-box.
Al- hehehehehehehehehe One two three take my hand and come with me because you look so fine and i really wanna make you mine!
Kitsune...err...yeah, he owns not love hina, nor FLCL, nor that song he's singing.
Al- (bounceing off the walls) fore five six come on and get your kicks cause you don't need money when you look like that do ya honey?
Kitsune- (chases after al with a mallet)
Haitani sat up, looking confused around his room, "How did I get here?" He asked himself, last nights events seemed blurred, had he been drinking.
Slowly the memorys arose, he had gone to the bar, but hadn't felt well so he and Al left...and then...blank, nothing.
He looked in the mirror and realized the bump that had hurt him so yesterday was gone.
"Well at least that's one problem solved." He muttered as he left his room to fallow the smell of breakfast.
"Hey Shiri what's...WHAAA!" Haitani stood frozen in shock, the girl...the one who had beat him with her guitar the day before, she was standing in the kitchen makeing curry in a maids dress.
Shiri was sitting at the desk over in the corner, typeing away on a computer,
"Morning dude, She say's I hired her to be our maid last night when I was drunk, but all she chrages is food and a bed to sleep in."
Shiri smiled impishly,
"And she sure improves the scenery around her don't cha think?"
Haitani looked at her nervously,
"Greetings sir, allow me to introduce myself, Haruhara haruko, age 19, your spritely young maid who's cute to boot, please be gentle with me master."
Haitani began to bleed from his nose...that outfit... he darted into the bathroom returning moments later with tissue stuffed into his nose.
"Hey bro, your gonna be late for work if you don't leave soon." Shiri called as he kicked various online butt at a roleplaying game he was on.
"Uh... thanks...shiri man,"
"yeah?"
"Be careful, this girls nuts." Haitani muttered, and before he could explain haruko grabbed him and flung him out the door, "can't be late for work now can you?" She called after him and shut the door.
haitani sighed.
he was dressed as a large robot and standing in front of the Cosplay cafe, holding a sign that told of some great offer on food they had inside, but it wasn't the sweltering hot costume that made him depressed, he was thinking about how sour things had gotten, lose a girl, lose a job, and now shiri seemed to be gunning for the lunitic maid they now had, what more could go wrong?
At which point, Al walked by chatting happily with mutsumi, the two of them had gotten jobs at the cosplay cafe as well, but haitani had been outside the last few days so he hadn't gotten a chance to talk to mutsumi at all.
Haitani had long held a crush for mutsumi, but he had decided it was useless and went out dateing other girls again, but sadly, after the last little relationship, he still longed for his raven haired angel.
He spotted the manager, a pervert if there ever was one, flirting with the bubbly mutsumi as she stood by the bar in a sailor moon outfit.
"That slime!" Haitani growled, flirting with employees, especially the one's haitani had a cursh on, how low!
Haitani felt a headache and went back to holdng the sign where all could see it, girls were a pain in the head.
Chibi kitsune- not much, this story is pretty bad Al, your haveing a run of bad one's i've noticed.
Al- i dunno, i just can't seem to write all that well recentally.
Chibi Kitsune- ah well, take some time, relax, it'll come back.
Al- hope so, if I don't get back the creative spark i might have to resort to useing petty and useless musical numbers.
Kitsune- you mean like in all your other stories?
Al- right, and no one wants that.