Purize
Princess of Pudding
((IKR!? x3))
*I cut up some bananas, and strawberries and throw them along with some blueberries and blackberries into a bowl and then I get a cup of strawberry yogurt out of the refrigerator. I open the cup and search around for about three minutes for a spoon. Once I found on I sit at on of the chairs on the island counter. My eyes sparkle in delight at my favorite treat. If only I had some granola... that would make it perfect. I don't mind too much though as I take my first bite and giggle, remembering the time when Nami-sama first introduced me to it... though the memory of her also always made my heart ache. Mogwai popped up on the TV in the kitchen.* Oh good, you found the fruit and yogurt they left for you Miss Yuki. I told them that it was your favorite. *I laugh and look at Mogwai as I take a bite of banana.* I have a feeling that you nagged them about every little thing in this house just to suit my pleasure, Mogwai. *Virtual blush lines appear on Mogwai's avatar.* Perhaps I did, Miss. You deserve it after all... *I shake my head and take a big spoon full of yogurt.* Not really... I know people told me I was good at being a spy... a protege even... but I've only served for maybe 12 years. *Mogwai chuckles.* 11 years, Miss, but that's not the point. Most people that come into the company don't even last that long, according to my research. On top of that, you were raised from the get-go to do what you've become so good at doing.... until ...well... *I interrupted him now as I stare at the counter top.* Until I became disabled? Until I became a danger to my company and my squad by freezing up in the heat of a mission? If it weren't for Agent Hawthorne I'd be dead right now... or worse, captured. *Mogwai was silent for a moment until he sighed.* All I am trying to say is, you deserve this place because of your past service and because the company took your childhood away from you, without your consent. I know you of all people realize that. That's why your trying to live a 'normal' life. *I gritted my teeth, but I knew he was right... he was too smart for his own good. I sigh now, leaning back in my chair.* Alright, alright. Let's just agree to disagree okay? I'm grateful for all of this anyway... *I hesitate a moment before adding,* Thanks for looking out for me Mogwai. *He disappears from the screen, leaving it blank again.* As is my duty, Miss. *I finish eating my snack in silence.*
*I finished up my snack and washed my bowl in the sink before putting it neatly away again. After doing the same for my spoon and throwing everything else away, I decided to go upstairs and actually get started on my job. Those Americans weren't going to hack themselves.*
*I cut up some bananas, and strawberries and throw them along with some blueberries and blackberries into a bowl and then I get a cup of strawberry yogurt out of the refrigerator. I open the cup and search around for about three minutes for a spoon. Once I found on I sit at on of the chairs on the island counter. My eyes sparkle in delight at my favorite treat. If only I had some granola... that would make it perfect. I don't mind too much though as I take my first bite and giggle, remembering the time when Nami-sama first introduced me to it... though the memory of her also always made my heart ache. Mogwai popped up on the TV in the kitchen.* Oh good, you found the fruit and yogurt they left for you Miss Yuki. I told them that it was your favorite. *I laugh and look at Mogwai as I take a bite of banana.* I have a feeling that you nagged them about every little thing in this house just to suit my pleasure, Mogwai. *Virtual blush lines appear on Mogwai's avatar.* Perhaps I did, Miss. You deserve it after all... *I shake my head and take a big spoon full of yogurt.* Not really... I know people told me I was good at being a spy... a protege even... but I've only served for maybe 12 years. *Mogwai chuckles.* 11 years, Miss, but that's not the point. Most people that come into the company don't even last that long, according to my research. On top of that, you were raised from the get-go to do what you've become so good at doing.... until ...well... *I interrupted him now as I stare at the counter top.* Until I became disabled? Until I became a danger to my company and my squad by freezing up in the heat of a mission? If it weren't for Agent Hawthorne I'd be dead right now... or worse, captured. *Mogwai was silent for a moment until he sighed.* All I am trying to say is, you deserve this place because of your past service and because the company took your childhood away from you, without your consent. I know you of all people realize that. That's why your trying to live a 'normal' life. *I gritted my teeth, but I knew he was right... he was too smart for his own good. I sigh now, leaning back in my chair.* Alright, alright. Let's just agree to disagree okay? I'm grateful for all of this anyway... *I hesitate a moment before adding,* Thanks for looking out for me Mogwai. *He disappears from the screen, leaving it blank again.* As is my duty, Miss. *I finish eating my snack in silence.*
*I finished up my snack and washed my bowl in the sink before putting it neatly away again. After doing the same for my spoon and throwing everything else away, I decided to go upstairs and actually get started on my job. Those Americans weren't going to hack themselves.*