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Sophia Hess was sitting across from her.
Sophia Hess, with a scowl on her face, was sitting across from her.
Sophia Hess, with a scowl and chocolate ice cream cone in hand, was sitting across from her as Gentarou danced and sang around the restaurant he was in, extra excited for his 'out of this world' sundae.
Why? Why did he do these things? It was one thing to try and be friends with everybody, but did that have to include EVERYONE?
"I'm here cause I was promised free ice cream. Don't get any fucking ideas Herbert." Sophia hissed, snapping Taylor from her thoughts and making her own eyes narrow, as her hand struggled not to crush the mint chip in her own hand.
"It's HEBERT, and any ideas about what? That you might actually try and be approachable?" Taylor shot back, feeling much more confident when only facing one of the three, especially with Gentarou in the background now sharing his song with some young kids while the parents watched.
Sophia snarled and looked like she was about to jump over the table, but was just as quickly halted by Gentarou reappearing, dropping down on the table a massive mound of frozen cream and sugar, several planet shaped cookies lodged in the frozen treat.
Both the girls simply stared dumbfounded at the cavity causing monstrosity suddenly before them, before Taylor felt felt an arm going around her shoulder.
It took Taylor a second to realize it was Gentarou's when she saw Sophia now in the same position, three heads now but a few feet apart.
Taylor went red in embarrassment, Sophia looked livid, and Gentarou was a text book fucking definition of happiness.
"Woo! The manager gave me a super great deal on the ice cream today cause of all the people I brought in! We just have to finish this guy before he melts, and we won't have to pay for it! For me and all my friends!" He declared as he released the two from his sudden huddle and produced with his hand a selection of spoons in each hand.
The two girls shared a brief look at eachother, then down to their own melted/soggy cones, then back at the massive pile of flavors that Gentarou had already begun digging into with cries of 'Uchju Kita!' through his stuffed mouth, then back to the two other spoons lodged in the untouched side.
A ceasefire was necessary, at least for the moment.
END OF CHAPTER
Gentarou is a God damn Disney Princess. prove me wrong.