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Yay! 100 reviews! When I first started, I never thought I would make it to this many; therefore I am forever grateful to all those wonderful reviewers out there! Thank you:)
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Even though this is late, a very Happy Birthday, Squalo!=D -13/03/2012
Please sit back, grab some GREEN tea ice-cream and enjoy the show~
...an Ice-cream man
"Strawberry!"
"No! Sir, strawberry's mine!"
"Bubblegum flavour please!"
"May I please have a chocolate ice-cream?"
Xanxus gruffly spooned balls of ice-cream into several cones and cups and held them out to a lively bunch of primary school children. He watched as their faces lit up with delight and devoured the ice-cream like there was no tomorrow. Watching them eat made the Varia boss sick. He sat back down on a small chair and closed a number of ice-cream lids to prevent them from melting.
Xanxus leaned back and closed his eyes. He felt claustrophobic. And why was that? He was not working in some large air-conditioned shopping centre. He was not working in some shop by the street. Instead, he was working in a miniature ice-cream van, with an air-conditioner that turned on and off periodically. He did think about busting the damn trash with his guns, but then he wouldn't have any air-conditioning at all.
"Damn trash van..." he growled menacingly, while turning on the radio. The enthusiastic vocals of the reporter filled the van.
"Hi and welcome to our wonder-ful news! First up, the man who had finally got the infamous Carl Carlie to pay up his $50,000 rent bill! What a landlord he was! However, it was also reported that the landlord destroyed a room in the process of collecting another tenant's rent and was fir-"
Smash.
One minute the radio was intact and stood there, waiting to be turned on. Then the next minute, it was smashed to bits by an outraged Italian. Even scarier; with his bare hands.
"Freaking news reporters these days...got nothing to talk about, those scums," he hissed. Being stuck in an ice-cream van didn't improve his mood, and when an innocent-looking young girl walked by, Xanxus glared at her.
"What the hell do you want?" he snapped. Simultaneously, he grabbed an ice-cream cone from the bench, and subconsciously crushed it to bits.
"W-Wah!" cried the girl, frightened by the 'Ice-cream man's' weird behaviour.
Xanxus scowled and cursed under his breath, and snatched another cone. He waited for the girl's order impatiently.
"I-I w-would like a k-kiwi-flavoured i-ice-cream, please s-sir!" spluttered the terrified girl, with her gaze down at the door and fiddling with her red dress.
Xanxus raised an eyebrow. Kiwi? He looked at the available flavours he had and frowned. "We don't have any kiwi-flavoured ice-cream."
"U-Um...b-boysenberry-flavoured then?" the girl asked hopefully.
Xanxus stared at her, then at his row of ice-cream. Why is this girl requesting the weirdest of flavours? Everyone wants strawberry and chocolate...just have those, damnit. His gaze went back to the girl. "We don't have that," he said coldly, and gestured to the menu that was flapping wildly against the wind. He made a mental note to get that stupid thing fixed. "Have strawberry or something."
"N-No! I want a purple coloured ice-cream!" the girl wailed, with tears glazing her violet-coloured eyes. Xanxus bit his lip in annoyance. The last thing he wanted was to make a young girl cry...like the time he was a milkman. Oh, that was hell. The Mafia boss didn't want the shrill cries of distress perturbing his head for the rest of the day. He had already enough experiences with Squalo's shrieking and Bel's hysterical laughter every day in the mansion.
Xanxus scanned the ice-cream he had in store.
No purple.
"Screw this..."
With Plan A gone, he had to go with Plan B.
Make purple.
"Pink and blue..."
Xanxus opened the lids of the strawberry and blueberry flavoured ice-cream and spooned a ball of ice-cream from each. The strawberry flavour was pink, and the blueberry flavour was blue. Perfect. He carefully placed the spoonfuls into an empty ice-cream container and paused.
"How the hell do I mix this damn thing?" he growled, stealing a glance at the young girl who was currently preoccupied with a colourful bird that was flying by. Xanxus snatched a colossal spoon from a shelf and began to mix the two together. His efforts were in vain. He cursed in frustration and threw the ice-cream away, since it was already turning into a sticky liquid.
Xanxus frowned. He glanced at the clock. 4:33pm.
Nearly closing time anyway...screw this bloody ice-cream. He had another plan in mind. Xanxus searched the shelves hastily and finally found what he was looking for.
Purple food colouring.
He lifted the lid off the vanilla-flavoured ice-cream and smirked bitterly. Farewell, vanilla-ice-cream. The Italian poured the entire vial of purple into the pure, white layers below. The colour seeped into the ice-cream slowly. Xanxus decided to speed up the slow process by using an ice-cream scoop and mixing the ice-cream with the colouring. He stopped suddenly and realised that the mixture was too purple.
"Tch..."
He spooned spoonfuls of green tea ice-cream into the mixture, hoping that would lighten the colour. Xanxus probably spooned too much. It was now a very light shade of brownish-purple. He snapped the spoon in rage, and if he had his X-guns, which unfortunately he didn't, he would have used them to blast the stupid mixture.
Need to make the trash darker...
Xanxus grasped a metal spoon from the draws and carefully placed a dollop of blackberry ice-cream into the mixture, and then he mixed the blackberry ice-cream into it.
Finally.
It was the right purple. The kind of purple one could see in the evening sky during sunset. Perfect. Xanxus breathed a small sigh of relief and served the ice-cream to the thrilled girl.
"I knew you had it, Sir!" she exclaimed gleefully, "Thank you, Mister!" She paid him and skipped off. Xanxus felt a slight smile tug at the corners of his lips. It was over. At last. He closed the shop window and took off his apron. He stared at the ice-cream. They were pretty much all contaminated with different colours and flavours. His manager had told him to avoid mixing ice-cream together. It was one of the most vital rules as well. Now that's his job...going down the drain...
He closed the ice-cream lids and quickly washed the spoons. And it was then when he realised it.
He had used blackberry ice-cream in his mixture to form purple.
And what colour was blackberry?
...
...
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Purple.
...
Oh the great lengths he would go to...to prevent a young girl from crying.
NAME: Xanxus
OCCUPATION: Ice-cream man
STATUS: FIRED.
Hehehe, imagine if the ice-cream colour turned brown? O_O||
Green tea, Green tea ice-cream, Green tea jelly, Green-
Ah ok, I should stop, hmm?
Oh oh! Include this in a review, yeah:
Poll: When reading this, do you usually think of TYL Xanxus, just...the usual Xanxus (Not TYL) or both?
I've always wondered what you guys thought, since I didn't actually mention his age and all. Thanks everyone!=D
-TUGB