Valentine's Day Mayhem: Strawberry Flavor
In which it is Valentine's Day, and Strawberry is grouchy because Yuzu is sick. Also, he really doesn't get girls. They're weird.
Rating: T
Yuzu’s sick today. I thought she was more depressed than she usually is when she’s sick, and I figured out why when I got to work. It’s Valentine’s Day. I really don’t like this holiday. It really seems pointless and superficial, and depressing to those without a significant other and who care at the same time. I’ve really never held too much stock in it to begin with, so it’s never been much of a deal for me. Yuzu really gets into it, though. I hope old goatface manages to keep her in bed, instead of trying to cook chocolates for us.
She gets all donned up in a mask when she wants to cook but is still sick. It’s kinda adorable, but really bad for her. I’m going to try to get off work early so I can make supper for us. She really needs to let other people take a bit of the burden from her.
Karin’s worried too, in her own way. I’m not sure she knew it was Valentine’s either. It’d be funny, though, to see if Manager’s nephew, Jinta, got Karin-chocolates, though. She’s actually a pretty mean hand with the candy thermometer.
Anyway, Manager’s found new and exciting ways to torment us all this holiday. We’re all got up in pink, and it’s pretty damn nauseating. I’m still at a loss as to how anyone can find a pink that goes with my hair.
Though Tōshirō looks really good in it, I give him that. The guy looks really good in really pale, icy colors. But I really shouldn’t be watching him, even if I really want to paint him. I should be working! Or something.
Heh. I really want to see Grimmjow’s reaction to the uniform, but he’s working the late shift, and I want to be gone by then. I turned to my next customer. A rather familiar little girl.
“Ururu! Where’s your brother?” Ururu Tsumugiya is hardly ever seem without her half-brother, Jinta Hanakiri. They’re orphans, technically. It’s kinda like how Grimmjow and his sister are, half-siblings with living fathers who abandoned their now-deceased mother.
“Jinta’s with Karin-kun, and he said they were coming. I think they were playing baseball.” She replied in her quiet voice. I grinned at her.
“C’mon, kid. I bet your uncle will let me get you a smoothie on him. Whatcha want?” I asked, guiding her over to a table. For some reason, all of a sudden, a lot of the girls were watching me with really weird smiles. They seem to get like that whenever I interact with kids. Like my sisters. I don’t get it.
“…Lemon-melon. I want lemon-melon, Ichigo-san.” Another thing I like about the girl. She didn’t insist on using the ridiculous monikers. Although there are times I really question the child’s taste buds. Although she’s not nearly as bad as Orihime. I seriously don’t get that girl.
“Whatever you say.” I said, smiling anyway. “I’ll get it right away.”
“Also, Ichigo-san, this is for you.” She said, holding out a chocolate star in orange-tinted cellophane. “Also, one for Uncle Isshin and Yuzu-chan.” She added, also giving me one wrapped in pink cellophane and another in blue. “I already gave Karin-kun hers.” I smiled at her.
“Thanks. I’ll make sure they get them.” I said, and ruffled her hair gently. I heard some weird cooing noises behind me, and turned around. A lot of the girls were staring at me with rather odd expressions. I really don’t get girls.
But whatever. Back to work.
Rating: T
Yuzu’s sick today. I thought she was more depressed than she usually is when she’s sick, and I figured out why when I got to work. It’s Valentine’s Day. I really don’t like this holiday. It really seems pointless and superficial, and depressing to those without a significant other and who care at the same time. I’ve really never held too much stock in it to begin with, so it’s never been much of a deal for me. Yuzu really gets into it, though. I hope old goatface manages to keep her in bed, instead of trying to cook chocolates for us.
She gets all donned up in a mask when she wants to cook but is still sick. It’s kinda adorable, but really bad for her. I’m going to try to get off work early so I can make supper for us. She really needs to let other people take a bit of the burden from her.
Karin’s worried too, in her own way. I’m not sure she knew it was Valentine’s either. It’d be funny, though, to see if Manager’s nephew, Jinta, got Karin-chocolates, though. She’s actually a pretty mean hand with the candy thermometer.
Anyway, Manager’s found new and exciting ways to torment us all this holiday. We’re all got up in pink, and it’s pretty damn nauseating. I’m still at a loss as to how anyone can find a pink that goes with my hair.
Though Tōshirō looks really good in it, I give him that. The guy looks really good in really pale, icy colors. But I really shouldn’t be watching him, even if I really want to paint him. I should be working! Or something.
Heh. I really want to see Grimmjow’s reaction to the uniform, but he’s working the late shift, and I want to be gone by then. I turned to my next customer. A rather familiar little girl.
“Ururu! Where’s your brother?” Ururu Tsumugiya is hardly ever seem without her half-brother, Jinta Hanakiri. They’re orphans, technically. It’s kinda like how Grimmjow and his sister are, half-siblings with living fathers who abandoned their now-deceased mother.
“Jinta’s with Karin-kun, and he said they were coming. I think they were playing baseball.” She replied in her quiet voice. I grinned at her.
“C’mon, kid. I bet your uncle will let me get you a smoothie on him. Whatcha want?” I asked, guiding her over to a table. For some reason, all of a sudden, a lot of the girls were watching me with really weird smiles. They seem to get like that whenever I interact with kids. Like my sisters. I don’t get it.
“…Lemon-melon. I want lemon-melon, Ichigo-san.” Another thing I like about the girl. She didn’t insist on using the ridiculous monikers. Although there are times I really question the child’s taste buds. Although she’s not nearly as bad as Orihime. I seriously don’t get that girl.
“Whatever you say.” I said, smiling anyway. “I’ll get it right away.”
“Also, Ichigo-san, this is for you.” She said, holding out a chocolate star in orange-tinted cellophane. “Also, one for Uncle Isshin and Yuzu-chan.” She added, also giving me one wrapped in pink cellophane and another in blue. “I already gave Karin-kun hers.” I smiled at her.
“Thanks. I’ll make sure they get them.” I said, and ruffled her hair gently. I heard some weird cooing noises behind me, and turned around. A lot of the girls were staring at me with rather odd expressions. I really don’t get girls.
But whatever. Back to work.