Passive Aggressive Note

PAN: WOULD YOU JUST STOP THAT?

by

PND and JudiKicksHiney

The Third Note

AN: Too lazy to do the Climax and junk, so just normal form with a special appearance by Shinji, woot.

Ryuuken Ishida, where are you? Seriously, this isn't funny. It's been three days. Future Mrs. Ishida even came by to ask about you. She looked worried. Now, I don't care what you do in your private time, but if you make a pretty girl worry about you, you're just an ass.
Get that stick out of your ass and get back to room 203.
Love,
Isshin
P.S. I put this note up everywhere so that you would definitely see it.
P.P.S. If this is a young lady seeking a caring, young medical student, you will find him in the men's dorm Room 203. I'll be wearing a romantically patterned shirt and ready to woo you off of your dainty little feet. I'll be waiting.
Men-ladies need not apply...or Ryuuken. Sorry, but...you're not my type.
If the men-ladies are applying for Ryuuken. Room 203.

Dear Isshin.
Contrary to your belief, I was not abandoning you, nor would I dare allow any hopeless romantic to fall into your completely incompetent hands. (If you read his message and are looking for a date, don't expect a romantically patterned shirt. Isshin is possibly blind.)
No, I wasn't abandoning you. If you'd checked your voice mail you would have known that I'd gone home for a family emergency.
The 'emergency' turned out to be nothing more than my idiot father needing someone to run his shop for him while he tried to charm a respectable older woman.
He failed.

Gold digger! Way to go daddy Ishida!

Please don't offer any sort of encouragement to him, Isshin. He does not need it.
P.S. I've made my disappearance up to my girlfriend. I'm taking her to a movie on Friday. Any suggestions?
...I forgot who I was asking. Never mind.

I really enjoyed the cartoon movie with the fish and Don Knots...if you still couldn't think of anything charming enough for a lady.

You would.

Shut up, dumbass.

These are post-its. I'm not actually talking.

I hope your pencil breaks.

I'm using a pen.
On another note, Isshin, Top Ramen's freeze dried vegetables are not a viable alternative for salad.
Stop trying to give them to me like they are.

I don't like them and I can't bear to waste food.
Now, stop changing the subject. I thought of a comeback. You should take that pen and shove it up your-

Now, now, let's not fight boys. Hiyori's getting pissed off about all of the noise happening over her head. I told her I'd talk to the idiots upstairs, so stop slamming doors and stomping. And definitely rein in the S.P. You're suffocating people in your nasty Soul Reaper stench. Also, what's with all of the bad words? I had to rip "Ass" out of like twenty notes.

Isshin is the one stomping and slamming doors, but I'll talk to him about it.
As for the Soul Reaper bit...we have absolutely no idea what you're talking about.

Sure you don't.

Did you mean 'Grim Reaper'? You aren't one of the freaky cultists, are you?

We should avoid the neighbors, Isshin.

I sort of am forced to agree.
...Good luck on your midterms.

You too, idiot.

End part 3! Thanks for reading. Judi and I appreciate the fans.