Disclaimer: Me really...
Authors Notes: This is just for two certain friends who i've been told has started up a mini thread on a forum about Yonson. Well... here you go.
A Mini Yonson Special
Standing behind the fryer in this Chinese shop, cleaning it out after a night of working, he wore a bright yellow netted top with nothing underneath it and fake snake-skin tight pants. Top of these was an apron, keeping his clothes clean.
The apron was pink coloured with the words "Kiss the cooks cute ass". His hands were covered with pink gloves which had feathery bits sticking out of the top slightly.
Walking barefooted across the lino flooring to the background, where he had placed the now dinted wok, from a few hours ago, down. He picked it up and tried to look through it's dulled reflection, trying to see if his now spiked up green hair was still in tacked from the cleaning.
With no luck, he wandered over to a shelf which contained a rather large white box, which could store a computer in. Upon opening the lid of the box, inside were lots of shiny things such as daggers, swords, guns and gadgets of all sorts.
Placing the wok inside, Yonsons' features turned boyish as he whispered to himself "Not only a pretty face" before closing the lid.
A FEW MOMENTS LATER...
Ringing was heard in the background. Yonson, who had disposed of the apron and gloves, ran over to the phone and pick it up. "Hell, Yonsons palace. Only the best of pleasures for you. How may I help?"
The person on the other end of the phone hesitated slightly before answering back "This... erm, is the Chinese shop... right?"
"Yes it is. The best pleasures for your taste buds." Yonsons faced beamed at the reply he got. Always the same reply. Always enjoying the reactions.
"In that case... may I interest you in a few items which are on special price Sir?" The males voice said.
A call centre. Great. Yonsons face fell into a rather cute frown. Tapping his foot on the floor as his finally smiled. "I have a different offer in mind... How about... (CENSORED DUE TO WONT ACCEPT IT...). So what do you think Hunny?"
Yonson listened to the person choke on the other end of the phone before finally dragging out "Sorry, much have wrong number, bye." Rather too quickly. Then hung up.
Placing the phone down with a mini twirl so he was now facing the door of the shop. He walked over to the door with a skip in his step. Putting the lock firmly in place and then turning the 'OPEN' sign to 'CLOSED'.
Before turning off the lights to the shop front, he glanced out of the window to the empty street which was slowly filling with light due to the sun rise, he whispered. "Not only a pretty face."
A/N - Yep... the mini Yonson Special... enjoyed?