Post by princesnivellus on Jun 14, 2007 7:22:29 GMT -5
Tuesday pushed open the door into the café. The little bell above his head jingled happily as he boy stopped just inside the door and , bizarrely spoke to himself.
“Ok, what do you want?” He asked, folding his arms and looking at the menu.
On his body four sets of eyes opened up and blinked dreamily.
“Hot chocolate! With marshmallows and cream and chocolate sprinkled on it” said a female voice, coming from the boys left shoulder. The eyes there swivelled and looked at the menu too, blinking thoughtfully.
“Why do we got’s ta have a woman In here, she makes so many damn…/girly/ suggestions!” Another voice spoke up, Blinking it’s heavier looking brown eyes that where gazing around from the boys chest, the best vantage point below the shoulder, witch was usually reserved for Emily alone.
“there’s nothing wrong with feminine” a camper voice said poutily, “although a deaf café mocha sounds wonderful around about now…”
“DAMIT that’s worse than the girls, Why do I share I body with you two!” The Texan retorted, eyes scowling.
“Because you like the rest of us are scared of death, scared of the deep black namelessness that lies beyond the Grave, misery is our poor lost souls!” spoke the fourth voice, this was the voice of an Englishman and was very well spoken speaking from the boys upper tight, god knows why he liked it down there.
Tuesday shrugged and walked over to the counter and blinked at the assistant.
”I’ll have a coffee please”
“Caffeine is bad for you” whined Ricardo,
“I WANT TEA!”
“we should have gotten hot chocolate, Oh Tuesday? Can I have a chocolate bar please, that one there!” A tiny whisper hand reached out of Tuesday’s shoulder, and pointed at the stack of chocolates.
Tuesday smiled, and picked up the bar.
”WHAT ABOUT ME TEA!” Cid complained but that was normal.
“chocolate is ba-“
“bad for me yes I know, Ricardo” Tuesday interrupted, paying the confused looking assistant and taking his warm coffee to a both. He undraped the chocolate and chewed it thoughtfully. Gazing out onto the street.
“Hey what will you guys do when I die?” he asked, and for one peaceful moment, all five soul’s where silent. Tuesday smirked and chewed his chocolate.
“Ok, what do you want?” He asked, folding his arms and looking at the menu.
On his body four sets of eyes opened up and blinked dreamily.
“Hot chocolate! With marshmallows and cream and chocolate sprinkled on it” said a female voice, coming from the boys left shoulder. The eyes there swivelled and looked at the menu too, blinking thoughtfully.
“Why do we got’s ta have a woman In here, she makes so many damn…/girly/ suggestions!” Another voice spoke up, Blinking it’s heavier looking brown eyes that where gazing around from the boys chest, the best vantage point below the shoulder, witch was usually reserved for Emily alone.
“there’s nothing wrong with feminine” a camper voice said poutily, “although a deaf café mocha sounds wonderful around about now…”
“DAMIT that’s worse than the girls, Why do I share I body with you two!” The Texan retorted, eyes scowling.
“Because you like the rest of us are scared of death, scared of the deep black namelessness that lies beyond the Grave, misery is our poor lost souls!” spoke the fourth voice, this was the voice of an Englishman and was very well spoken speaking from the boys upper tight, god knows why he liked it down there.
Tuesday shrugged and walked over to the counter and blinked at the assistant.
”I’ll have a coffee please”
“Caffeine is bad for you” whined Ricardo,
“I WANT TEA!”
“we should have gotten hot chocolate, Oh Tuesday? Can I have a chocolate bar please, that one there!” A tiny whisper hand reached out of Tuesday’s shoulder, and pointed at the stack of chocolates.
Tuesday smiled, and picked up the bar.
”WHAT ABOUT ME TEA!” Cid complained but that was normal.
“chocolate is ba-“
“bad for me yes I know, Ricardo” Tuesday interrupted, paying the confused looking assistant and taking his warm coffee to a both. He undraped the chocolate and chewed it thoughtfully. Gazing out onto the street.
“Hey what will you guys do when I die?” he asked, and for one peaceful moment, all five soul’s where silent. Tuesday smirked and chewed his chocolate.