Hey hey hey! Im back...thanks 4 the reviews people...! I guess I better tell u what all that french crap meant huh? Ok here its is :D oh, and enjoy the new chapter ! Like I said...enjoy the more frequent updates b4 school starts. :D Wait Wait? Is this my 4th chapter? OMG! I never got tis far b4...ahhhhh :D Kudos 4 me.
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The french :
Ah, donc vous êtes éveillé. La sensation mieux : ah, your awake. Feeling better?
Vous devrez excuser Jean Ràncid. Il est comment à vous dites, insatiable : You'll have to excuse Jean Ràncid ( Johnny Rancid. Like how I frenchi-fied his name? Heehee). He is , how do you say, unsatiable? "
M'excuse ? Monsieur ? Etes-vous muet : Excuse me? Mister? Are you mute?"
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Review Response:D Thanks so much everyone :D I really really appreciate my reviews...its awesome..:D Ok, now 2 respond...
Orange; who is to lazy to login : Yes, I so agree Jinx rocks. She is the best kick ass villain! Eehee...anyway thanks 4 your posty . Lots more Raven now..this is her entering chapter. Dammit, did I spoil my surprise...
Purplemusicgoddess: Thanks 4 your review...! Im on your favorite list...:D! YAAA! Im glad you all like the fact I made Jinx a prostistute...Oo! Eehee!
HAPPILI INSANE: Thanks again 4 your posty faithful reviewer:D Glad u liked it!
EdxWrin: Glad you like it faithful reviewer! I guess I better put mroe French in..I was gonna stop, nah nah jj!
Darkofthenight: Thank thank thank you! Hope you like the new chapter :D
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Disclaimer: I do not own the Teen titans..( Lazy 2day eehee)
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After his strange encounter with a most peculiar savior, Garfield headed back out onto the streets of Paris. It was amazing that in the short amount of time he was here, this city has already thrown him on enough ups and down to compensate for his boring years at his family's manor. It was very thrilling and filling despite his brush near death.. Anyway, Gar Logan held no hard feelings for this foreign country and probably never would even if he were to die here traumatically. At least he was out here, on the streets, living. What good was life if one never got the chance to experience it, despite what bad misfortunes came his way? Nope, he'd rather live a life of pain and misery here than not live at all back in his cozy security. And so, he headed back downtown with only one thing on his mind: Red roof.
If only his mislead friend had given him a few more details, their must have been at least a dozen red roofs and trying to find the supposed bread shop was near hopeless. Was he being thrown for another loop? I mean, she didn't even tell him how the hell to introduce himself. He could just as well have been in the middle of the Pacific ocean because his rescue boat was no where to be seen.
" Ah...Jinx. What the hell! " Gar again found himself in a state of frustration. Not only did he forget to learn French before he came, but he also forgot to ask for more precise directions before he left the small apartment. He truly was an idiot wasn't he?
" Hey, man are you one fo those crazy types?"
" huh? You speak English?"
" Of course I do! And you look like an American."
" Oh really? Man, you read me well. Garfield Logan, nice to meet you. And can I... "
"Victor Stone. My father owns the Hotel right behind me. Im American myself if I do say so. "
" Wow, what a relief. Wait, your father owns that a hotel?"
" Oh hell ya! She's our baby."
" So man, what's with you?"
"Um, A friend of mine, Jinx, told me that a local bread shop was looking for work, but I can't find it..."
" Oh, Jinx. So she's a 'friend' of yours. Right...I get it."
" No really, she's just a friend! "
" C'mon man, we've all been curious. I ain't judging you! "
" No really! She's just a friend."
" Your one of those prude types aren't you?"
" What! No, I just ...am saving it for someone special." He whispered the last part.
" Your one of those crying types too right! " Victor seemed to find this rather hilarious. After all, he was what you would call the ultimate man. With his 3-piece black suit, elegant silk tie and sharp hat. He had a cane with him, but he was very well built with huge biceps, so you know he didn't need it. He was a playboy, liked to drink and be on top of things.. He was the heir to The Rosella, a very swanky hotel that had just been established a few years back. It was an instant hit, with its decadent French architecture on the outside and a more modern American interior, a hit with the locals and the tourist.
Well, he grew up in an high power world of brown-nosing and cunning escapades, and through it all emerged as on of the most prestigious young gentlemen in Paris.. No one would ever mess with Victor Stone, he had connections. He was a stunning athlete, a well admired man of power and despite the day and age his color was never a problem. You could never meet a man that was more like, a man! Meat, girls, power, meat, girls, girls, girls, meat, power, fun, fun ,fun girls. Victor Stone everyone!
"Mon Chéri! ."
"Bonjour! ." The tall skinny blond giggled as he grinned and winked at her.
"Je n'ai jamais rencontré une femmes françaises avant. "
"Mais Vic, vous avez habité ici pendant 5 ans maintenant. ... "
" Voyant en fait que vous me faites me rend compte que je n'ai jamais vu une vraies femmes, jusqu'à présent. "
She let out another giggle. Gar just stood back and waited, he wasn't about to try and interrupt. Her didn't speak French, but he has a pretty clear idea what was going on.
"Donc comment de demain la nuit je vous montre qu'un vrai homme est comme. ... "
She nodded her head before leaving with her friends , all of which were giggling like air heads.
" Ah, I am the man. In fact, they call me coffee because I grind so fine..."
"I truly admire your talent Mr. Stone..."
" So formal ! Man, you can call me Vic."
"Um, okay.. Vic. Could you help me find.."
" Oh yeah, the bread shop. No problem man. Come with me.
" Thank you so much! I'll have to make it up to you one day."
" Hey no problem. My pleasure...always ready to help some body out! We should get together some time.."
" That sounds awesome!"
" Oh yeah baby! I mean, when you live in this city...their's fun around every corner."
" Wow, that sounds like its right up my alley! I can't wait."
"Man, when you live in Paris, the doors are always open."
" Are you done with those...mono er, eta...I mean"
"Man what the hell are you talking about? You never payed attentions to your grammar classes did you?"
"Maybe...Well your one to talk!"
The two of them took off down the street. How lucky of Gar to run into these kinds of people. One minute he was tangled up in a web of cruel and savage human beings that could have ended his life and the next he had some new cool friends to fall back on. I mean, so they were a little morally wayward, but they didn't try to kill him, rob him or trick him into humiliating himself into in front of beautiful women. And as far was Gar was concerned...that was good enough for the moment.
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" So little man, what part of America did you come from?"
" Uh, East Coast.."
" Cool man. I'm from Providence, you?"
" Uh, West Virginia. "
"So, I know that you ain't some servant boy running away from a terrible master..you were a wealthy little bugger weren't you?"
" What? How can you.."
"Your shoes man ! "
" Always with the shoes! Listen, I appreciate all you've done for me but Im not in the mood to poor out my life story."
" Chill man, Im just asking! But I'll drop it."
" But I would like to get to know you better."
"Yo! You ain't no girl..were men. Lets ..enjoy some games or something sometime."
" That'd be..oh I mean. Thats...cool."
" Okay cool. Oh hey! There's your bread shop now! Hey, that's Raven's place."
" Do you know everyone in this town?"
" Man, I like to be seen and keep good relations. And why not know everyone if their's so many interesting people to know? Enjoy your new job man, best of luck! "
" Thanks Vic, I owe you one! "
" I'll hold you too that man!"
Taking a deep breath, Gar approached the wooden door. Placing his hand over the brass knob he gave it a little push, which caused a bell to ring signaling that the red door has just been open. Two heads looked up from their current tasks as Gar peered inside. And..
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The end! I have now officially decided to no longer continue this story..it is finished..I shall quit while im a head...( With only about ...5 reviews...your all pissed cuz I haven't updated my last story aren't u?"
and one last note: APRIL FOOLS! ( but its not April...) It is in Japan... ( No its not..) Whatever...anyways the truth is im leaving u all on a cliffy and im not telling the French crap unless I get like...10 reviews.. I mean no I mean 10! Im serious people review...:D ! always, eeveeshadows