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Green Tea Has Consequences

"AND DON'T COME HERE AGAIN!"

Thatz felt a large object hit his head as he escaped from the kitchens.

"Owww.." He moaned. What was that thing Alfeegi hit him with? Whatever it was, it hurt. Turning around, he inspected the ground. On the floor, lay a beautiful gift basket.

It was large, and it was stuffed to the brim with tiny packets. Whoever it was from, they went crazy with the ribbons, Thatz thought. He picked it up, scratching his head. "I wonder who's it from.." Thatz said out loud.

Suddenly, he grinned mischeivously. "I knew it.." began Thatz outloud.

"ALFEEGI HAS A SECRET ADMIRER!"

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Thatz scowled. He had been searching for two hours for any signs of love notes from Alfeegi's 'admirer'. He was cramped in cross-legged position, complete with magnifying glass.

He brought the glass up to his eye, and carefully peered at one of the tea packets. "No fingerprints.." Thatz muttered, with the air of an official detective.

GROWL...

Thatz's face turned red. "So...hungry.."He placed a hand on his complaining stomach and felt faint. "I haven't eaten anything for two hours" Thatz's eyes suddenly shifted to one of the packets.

"It wouldn't hurt if I just had one." Thatz picked one of the bags and left the room.

He made his way to the kitchen. Quickly, Thatz scanned the room for food. All food was put away until dinnertime. He was stuck with this tea packet.

Grumbling, he heated some water, ripping open the parcel, and lifting a tea bag out. He poured the boiling liquid into a white ceramic mug with a picture of a pig dancing with a tape measure. The words I'll diet...TOMORROW! were printed neatly under the picture.

(note: This is a real cup, my sister has it...)

He dumped the tea bag in, allowing it a few minutes to simmer. Finally, he brought the cup to his lips and gulped.

"AHHH!" Thatz yelped, frantically waving his burned tongue around. He filled a bowl of cold water and plunged his face into it.

Thus, making his face get stuck in the bowl. This is followed by more crashes and bangs and high-pitched yelling.

Thatz finally pried the bowl of his face. "At last.." Thatz wrapped his fingers around the cup, slowly bringing it to his lips and-

"You're not that bright, are you?"

The cup slipped from Thatz's grasp. Thatz managed to snatch it in midair, with all the agility of a former ex-thief. "WHO IN THE DUSIS IS THAT?" Thatz screamed. He looked up.

Another person was seated across from him, the light green hair and smirking brown eyes all to familiar.

"What the heck? You're...You're.." Thatz stammered.

"Yes?"

"ME!" Thatz shouted, scared. The copy looked indignant. "I am most certainly not you! Who would want to be a stupid, lazy, greedy bozo like you anyway?"

"Hey!" Thatz protested. The copy ignored him. "I am your Conscience, call me Conscience." He stuck a hand out.

Thatz was confused. "Um..okay." He reached forward to shake his hand when..."PSYCHE!" Conscience laughed, as he (Conscience can be a he or a she) withdrew his hand quickly.

Thatz shot him a dirty look. "Well Conscience, can I ask you one question?"

Conscience nodded.

"What the h-e-l-l are you doing out of my mind?"

"I can't tell you that. But I can tell you how you ignore me everyday. Let's just say I got sick of it." Conscience tipped back the chair, grinning. Thatz sweatdropped.

"I would've appreciated a different response, but I guess that's enough." Thatz tipped his chair back also. The two sat in silence, drinking their tea. Conscience copied every move that Thatz did, and vice versa. It got pretty annoying.

"Can you stop mimicking me?" Both of them said at the same time. "That's not funny!" They both yelled.

"Shut up!"

"CAN YOU STOP?"

"You suck" Thatz and Conscience scowled. "Okay, enough of this! I'm here to scold you!"

Thatz blinked. "Scold...me?"

"Yes, about how you never ever listen to me!"

"Um...well us thieves were taught to never listen to their consciences" Thatz made up quickly. Conscience leaned forward. "You're lying." It (Yes, Conscience is a 'it') abruptly said. Thatz jumped. "How'd you know?"

"Simple... BECAUSE I AM YOUR CONSCIENCE!" It screamed. Thatz fell of his chair. "You're more like Rune then my conscience" Thatz remarked, as he clambered back on his chair.

"Speaking of Rune, you should stop annoying him."

"Why? He's fun to annoy!" Thatz said, aghast. "You do realize that one day, Rune's going to kill you?" Conscience asked. Thatz stared and then shrugged. "So?"

"SO you should stop!"

Silence.

"Whatever, can you just please get back into my mind?" Thatz said. Conscience glared. "Fine, but don't ask for my help when Rune takes out that knife hidden in his room." Conscience remarked. It stood up and disappeared.

Thatz sighed with relief. "Thank goodness."

"Here comes Rune." Conscience laughed inside his mind. Thatz glared at himself, and proceeded to do the very thing that Rune hated. "You're a girly girl Rune." Thatz laughed.

Rune grabbed Thatz's collar, and held a knife to Thatz's throat. "Thatz, I'm tired with your snide comments! Today though, I'll have my revenge."

Conscience laughed at Thatz's screams.