GLUTTONY
"Why? Oh why did Hisoka have to arrange the rendevous here!" sobbed Tsuzuki as he stood, trembling in utter weakness, face to face with a...
CAKESHOP!
That kid...he plotted this...He...He..ARGH I'm gonna kill him!
But dont worry...Strawberry Shortcake-san! You won't have to see Hisoka's bloodied-up body when I'm through with him...After the massacre, let's go on a date, neh?
Oh, I'm not forgetting you, Blueberry Cheesecake-chan! Let's double date!
Ah...ah...Oh its you...my precious one...Choclate Overload...Remember our last date?
Tsuzuki talked to a few more of the cakes...names of which are too foreign and too delicious to remember, much to the dismay of the passerbys.
I wish I could take all of you gorgeous cakes out! Don't fret...when that baka of a kid comes...
"What kid? Hey...Tsuzuki! Are you talking to the cakes again? Yeesh...you're scaring that kid over there..." Hisoka said, pointing to a certain kid who kept on pointing at Tsuzuki and crying.
"Well...its all your fault..."
"Say that again!"
A glint...an evil, malicious glint suddenly lit up Tsuzuki's eyes.
"HISOKA-CHAN! Let's go on a date!"
Before Hisoka could produce a sound, or even try to escape, Tsuzuki grabbed him and dragged him into the cakeshop, ordering two slices of each cake available and gobbling it all up in mere seconds, even Hisoka's share.
When Tsuzuki's cake filled face smiled at him, Hisoka gave one "summing it all up" insult.
"Glutton."
A/N: I got this from what I usually do whenever we go by a cakeshop, I talk to the cakes and eat them all...that is when I have the money (moths fly from her wallet)...SOB!