I DON'T OWN THE TEEN TITANS.
I DO OWN THE PLOT OF THIS STORY.
(NOTE: THIS IS DEDICATED TO (for some strange reason) RYAN. WHY…I DON'T KNOW.)
CRIME DOESN'T PAY.
Cindy's candy shop was found on the corner of the main street in the city. It was easy to see it from afar since it was multi colored and had a giant happy smiling lollipop on the roof holding up the name of the shop. Slade hated seeing the smiling lollipop. It mad him sick. But he swallowed his pride and went to the shop to do his job.
Cindy was only the owner of the shop. She made Slade the actually clerk. The upside to this was more money. The downside was frontal approach to children who wanted to stuff themselves with candy.
Slade stood behind the counter, waiting for the fat children to come waddling from school hungry for disgusting fattening crap.
As the door open, Slade stood upright; ready to make the most of the pain he had to go through.
Ironically, it was the little boy from the store where Slade use to work. Only this time he had a broken arm and a cut on his forehead. The little boy was in shock when he saw Slade behind the counter.
"Hello there, little boy. What yummy sweets would you like today?" Slade asked politely.
The little boy went screaming outside. If Cindy were there she would know that the part of Slade job application form that said "Good with kids", would have been a lie.
Not long after the little boy went running out screaming that the door reopened, and Starfire came in. She had a bit of a sweet tooth for human candy, and often came to that shop.
"Hello Miss. How can I help you today?" Slade asked kindly.
"I would like to purchase those candies at the shelf of the top." She said pointing to the top.
Slade sighed and began to climb. When he finally got the jar, he noticed the name; "Chewy-chewy-chew-sums".
"Okay how many Chewy-chewy-chew-sums would you like?"
"Oh. I am sorry. I thought they were the candies known as 'Sour-sour-sour-drops'. I would like those please."
Slade climbed up to the top shelf to put back the Chewy-chewy-chew-sums and retrieved the Sour-sour-sour-drops.
"So, how many?"
"One please."
Slade paused for a second.
"Only one single drop."
"Yes please."
"Here you go." He said putting one sour-sour-sour-drop into Starfire's hand.
"Can you please put it in a bag for me."
Slade wanted to strangle Starfire. But since he needed the money, he politely got a bag for the one sour-sour-sour-drop.
"Anything else Miss."
"Yes. May I please have some of the candies known as Chewy-chewy-chew-sums?"
Slade just looked at her.
"You've got to be kidding me." He thought to himself. "How many?" He asked aloud.
"One Please. Oh, and can you put it into a separate bag."
Slade had enough. In anger he started throwing the jars of candies at Starfire, but accidentally hit the little boy with the broken arm, who had reentered the store, determined to buy some candy. And sadly, Cindy had just entered the store to witness this.
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