At First Sight

Chapter 10- When Coffee Lovers Attack!

A/N: Well, I guess I'd better update. Don't ask me where I got the idea for this chapter. It just came to me!

"Wanna go to a club with me?" I asked into my phone. "Cherries Club. Yeah, let's check it out. NO! It's not because I want to find that girl! It's to uh… get to know the neighborhood!" A few people where giving me strange looks. I wasn't exactly in a neighborhood. I was in a small market place. We only had a small market place because students often use the setting for films. We used the Starbucks for a shoot out scene once, even though the assignment was a romance movie. We found a way to make a shoot out in a coffee shop in a romance movie and that takes SKILL. Miroku wanted to make it a cat fight in the rain surrounded by wrestlers but no one making the movie liked Starbucks, so we decided to blow it up in the shoot out. Their still making repairs to it.

I was currently on the phone with Miroku, actually. "Look, are you going to come or not?" I asked.

"I never said I wasn't coming. I just wanted to know if I should put on some lady cloths in case she has a friend in there." He said.

"I hardly think cross dressing is a way to pick up girls, Miroku." I grinned, he walked right into that one.

"YOU KNOW I DIDN'T MEAN IT LIKE THAT!" He shouted into the receiver.

"Okay okay, just come down. It's right acrossed from the Starbucks we blew up last term." Apparently some coffee lovers over heard me and started to glare at me. I glared back at them. "What? It's not like you've never blown up a coffee shop!"

"For you're information Starbucks happens to be the BEST coffee shop in the world! Nothing can compare to Starbucks! And you're the jerk that made us go to TIM HORTON'S!" Some dark looking girl said to me, when I say dark I mean like, black sweater, black pants, brown clogs, and a French knit hat, hair flipped over and died red, dark make-up poetic looking type of dark.

"Hey, Tim Horton's rocks. I get their muffins for breakfast!" I leaned over and snapped my cell phone shut. "And you know what?" I started to speak really slow so they could understand me. "I like it!"

The Poet Girl stood up, along with her other drama friends and started to run at me screaming, "TIM HORTON'S LOVER! STARBUCKS KILLER! COFFEE IS THE FUTURE!"

I ran to a street lamp, climbed up it and swung over ontop of a table, knocking over some peoples hot chocolates. It could have been coffee, I don't know… Both liquids are brown. "Sorry! Angry Starbucks crowd chasing me because I blew it up last term and I like Tim Horton's muffins!" I explained quickly. The two guys sitting at the table stood up and stopped me from moving.

At first I thought they where going to beet the shit out of me (I could take them with one hand!) but then they hit their chest and said, "Wait man! We got your back! NO ONE insults Tim Horton's muffins!" It was them that I realized I was just outside of Tim Horton's, and these where my followers. Other people in Tim Horton territory stood up and starting pulling out weapons. Girls had pepper spray nail fillers (Those can be used as a weapon believe me!) and tazers (those things that you use to shock people) and the guys where pulling out brass knuckles, pocket knifes, and some guy even had a paintball gun!

The two mobs walked into a neat line on the outskirts of Tim Horton's Territory. The Starbucks didn't dare step on our territory, and the Tim Horton's didn't dare step into Starbucks territory.

The guy whose drink I spilled looked over at his mob. The Poet girl looked over at her mob. The guy glared at the girl. "I bet your coffee shop lit up like a match when we smoked it." he said darkly.

"Muffin's are for pansy's!" The Poet girl shouted.

That set it off. Starbucks and Tim Horton's COLLIDED! A Starbucks man fell onto Tim Horton's territory and started to spontaneously combust. "IT BUUUUUURNS!" he yelled. "CHEAP COFFEE TERRITORY IT BUUUUUURNS!"

Two Starbucks tried to grab a stick and pull him over to their side. The Drink Guy was pulling The Poet Girl's hair, she was trying to kick him where the sun doesn't shine. I ran for cover in the Tim Horton's. The girl at the counter sighed heavily and dried off a cup. "Not again…" she said. "I hate when Coffee Lovers Attack. The News Crew is going to be here at any moment…" She threw the towel over her shoulder. "Another E! True Hollywood story coming up… better put on my make-up…"

Suddenly a giant Starbucks logo flew through the window. I dove under a table then looked out over the shards of remaining glass. The Starbucks mob had a catapult and where flinging pastries at the Tim Horton's people. A Few random fires where scattered over the Coffee remains. "GET THE MUFFIN LAUNCHER!" I heard someone cry.

A girl jumped through the broken window, ran into the kitchen and pulled out a muffin machine that looked strangely like a gatlingun. She turned a crank on the side of the machine and a hoard of Muffins shot out of a shooter, hitting the Starbucks people. "FRESH FROM THE OVEN! TAKE THIS!" she shouted.

"NO! NOT BLUE BERRY!" A man shouted, he got nailed in the chest and fell backwards. "AAAAAHHHHH! I'M DIEING!" he shouted. "THE PAIN!"

Pretty soon another group showed up to the left. All the fighting stopped and we all turned to the next group. "We're from Waffle House!" a man with a heavy southern accent started. "And ya'll better not have a doughnut fight with out this here donut group!"

I bursted out laughing at the waffle house. "HA HA! I REMEMBER BLOWING UP A OVEN THERE LAST YEAR!" I laughed.

All the eyes turned to me. "HE'S THE ONE THAT STARTED THIS!" the poet girl shouted.

I paled. "HEY! I DIDN'T TELL YOU ALL TO HAVE A FIGHT OVER A STUPID MUFFIN!"

The Tim Horton's people turned on me. "TRAITOR!" they yelled. "THE MUFFIN IS SCARED!"

"NOT UH! COFFEE IS!" the poet girl shouted.

"YALL CAN'T FERGET BOUT OUR DOUGHNUTS!" the Waffle House Man roared.

The counter person walked over then paled seeing the Waffle House men. "Better get the cream hose…" she sighed and walked back into the kitchen mumbling, "I hate my job…"

"Hey!" I called after her and ran into the kitchen. "Do you have a back exit?" I asked.

"Yeah." the counter girl said. She walked over to the brick wall and counted a few bricks over a trash can. She knocked on a brick. Suddenly, the bricks disappeared and I saw an entrance to the cafeteria on campus.

"What the heck is this?" I asked. "We're not in Harry Potter!"

"Hey! Don't insult Harry Potter!" The girl snapped. "Now go before I close it and make you walk out into the pastry battle of '05!" she threatened.

I ran into the cafeteria.


I ran acrossed campus and into my dorm. "YOU GUYS WON'T BELIEVE WHAT JUST HAPPENED!" I shouted. "TIM HORTON'S, STARBUCKS, AND WAFFLE HOUSE ARE BATTLING IT OUT BECAUSE WE BLEW UP STARBUCKS LAST TERM!"

It was then I saw that no one was in the room. "Guys?" I asked. "Hello? Anyone home?" No one answered.

I then went to plan B, the guys had pretended they weren't home before. "EARTHQUAKE!" I yelled and slammed against the floor.

But I didn't hear the guys scream and drop to the floor like normal. I heard a girl giggle at my computer chair. I looked over and Melody spun around in my chair to face me, dangling my keys. "Earthquake?" she asked. "The Starbucks story is more believable than that."