Conversations - Princess who?
Title: Princess who?
Rating: PG-13
Member/Pairing: Jun/OC
A/N : This is supposed to be a part of a story I am to make but I'm not motivated to do yet...
“What?” I asked as I yawned not mindful of the face with a black scowl in front of me.
“What do you mean what?” he shouted.
“What do you want? It’s early.” I asked again as I leaned by the door jamb.
“I WANT YOU TO GET RID OF THAT… THAT … THAT THING!” he screamed his brows now even more furrowed as he pointed at my “princess” peacefully sleeping in my arms.
“Shhh… stop screaming. You’ll wake her up. And why would I get rid of her? I’m not crazy to get rid of Princess.” I said softly.
“Why? You are asking my why you should get rid of that? Because it’s a nuisance not to mention FILTHY!” he relied as he tried to grab Princess from me.
“How dare you call Princess filthy? Excuse me, Mr. High and Mighty but Princess takes a bath 3 times a day. I use only the best body wash on her not to mention I scrub her thoroughly. Hell , she might even be cleaner and more sweet smelling than you.” I retaliated.
“Even if that thing takes a bath 24 hours a day and submerge itself in a drum filled with the most expensive perfume, the fact remains that it’s still FILTHY! And how dare you compare that thing to me. I am 5 millions times cleaner than that thing.”
“Why are you still screaming? See what you, you woke Princess up. Hush baby… go back to sleep. Don’t mind the mean ugly man.” I said as I hushed Princess back to sleep.
“Because you are stubborn. I don’t understand why the building administration allowed you to have that thing here inside the apartment. Ugly? Who are you calling ugly? Me? I who had graced thousands of magazine covers? I who is the subject of a million girls’ fantasy? I who…”
“Yeah… Yeah… I know… GQ Man of the year… So what? You are still a meanie which means you are ugly in my vocabulary.” I cut him off.
“Well I guess you better make Meriam-Webster your new best friend since the words in your vocabulary have very weird meanings. Why don’t you take a look at your self in the mirror. You might know what the meaning of ugly is.” He replied with a smirk.
I was quiet for a moment. Maybe the truth does hurt.
“Get rid of it.”
“NO!”
“What part of ‘You can’t have that thing living in a posh apartment complex’ can’t you understand?” he asked.
“What part of NO can’t you understand?” I shot back.
“I’m going to complain at the building administration and I’m going to start a petition to get rid of that thing.”
“I DON’T CARE! Go and complain. Go start a petition. You will never win.”
“I always win or my name isn’t Jun Matsumoto.”
“Regardless, I am not getting rid of Princess. She’s my best friend and friends don’t abandon each other.”
“You’re not just stubborn. You are crazy! If you won’t get rid of that thing, I’ll get rid of it for you!” he said as he advanced toward me.
“ NOOOOO…. Get away from me. I’m going to call security.” I screamed as I hugged princess even tighter while trying to run away from him.
“Good. Call them so they can get rid of it for you.” He said as he continued towards me.
“You take one more move and I’m going to call Animal Control and Protection.”
“I should be the one calling animal control. That thing has got to go.”
“NEVER! Princess stays.” I said with conviction.
“AAAARRRGGGHHHH!!! You either get rid of that thing today or it’ll be on top of my dining table tonight. Roasted with an apple on it’s mouth!”
“Don’t you dare! Don’t you even dare. I’ll sue you for animal brutality.”
“You know what? I’m just going to call the owner of this building. That way, I can not only get rid of that thing but I can also get rid of you.” He said as he tried to take his cellphone out.
“Oh really? So you know who the owner of the building is?” I mocked him.
“ Of course I do. I have my connections.” He replied.
“Well then what is the owner’s name?” I asked.
“My manager has the details. I’ll tell him to call the owner immediately.”
I smirked, walked up to him still hugging Princess and said.
“To save you the trouble of calling your manager, let me tell you the owner’s name. The owner’s name is Naomi Mitsui. Now will you please go back to your apartment and do the phonecall there? Princess and I need to go back to sleep.” I said as I grabbed his hand and dragged him out of the door.
“You’ll regret this… you really will.” He threatened.
“Oh I’m so sacred!!!’ I mocked him even more before banging the door on his face.
“Hey crazy person what the hell is you name so I may formally file the complaint?” he screamed through the door.
I opened the door again with Princess in my arms.
“My name is Naomi Mitsui.”
Rating: PG-13
Member/Pairing: Jun/OC
A/N : This is supposed to be a part of a story I am to make but I'm not motivated to do yet...
“What?” I asked as I yawned not mindful of the face with a black scowl in front of me.
“What do you mean what?” he shouted.
“What do you want? It’s early.” I asked again as I leaned by the door jamb.
“I WANT YOU TO GET RID OF THAT… THAT … THAT THING!” he screamed his brows now even more furrowed as he pointed at my “princess” peacefully sleeping in my arms.
“Shhh… stop screaming. You’ll wake her up. And why would I get rid of her? I’m not crazy to get rid of Princess.” I said softly.
“Why? You are asking my why you should get rid of that? Because it’s a nuisance not to mention FILTHY!” he relied as he tried to grab Princess from me.
“How dare you call Princess filthy? Excuse me, Mr. High and Mighty but Princess takes a bath 3 times a day. I use only the best body wash on her not to mention I scrub her thoroughly. Hell , she might even be cleaner and more sweet smelling than you.” I retaliated.
“Even if that thing takes a bath 24 hours a day and submerge itself in a drum filled with the most expensive perfume, the fact remains that it’s still FILTHY! And how dare you compare that thing to me. I am 5 millions times cleaner than that thing.”
“Why are you still screaming? See what you, you woke Princess up. Hush baby… go back to sleep. Don’t mind the mean ugly man.” I said as I hushed Princess back to sleep.
“Because you are stubborn. I don’t understand why the building administration allowed you to have that thing here inside the apartment. Ugly? Who are you calling ugly? Me? I who had graced thousands of magazine covers? I who is the subject of a million girls’ fantasy? I who…”
“Yeah… Yeah… I know… GQ Man of the year… So what? You are still a meanie which means you are ugly in my vocabulary.” I cut him off.
“Well I guess you better make Meriam-Webster your new best friend since the words in your vocabulary have very weird meanings. Why don’t you take a look at your self in the mirror. You might know what the meaning of ugly is.” He replied with a smirk.
I was quiet for a moment. Maybe the truth does hurt.
“Get rid of it.”
“NO!”
“What part of ‘You can’t have that thing living in a posh apartment complex’ can’t you understand?” he asked.
“What part of NO can’t you understand?” I shot back.
“I’m going to complain at the building administration and I’m going to start a petition to get rid of that thing.”
“I DON’T CARE! Go and complain. Go start a petition. You will never win.”
“I always win or my name isn’t Jun Matsumoto.”
“Regardless, I am not getting rid of Princess. She’s my best friend and friends don’t abandon each other.”
“You’re not just stubborn. You are crazy! If you won’t get rid of that thing, I’ll get rid of it for you!” he said as he advanced toward me.
“ NOOOOO…. Get away from me. I’m going to call security.” I screamed as I hugged princess even tighter while trying to run away from him.
“Good. Call them so they can get rid of it for you.” He said as he continued towards me.
“You take one more move and I’m going to call Animal Control and Protection.”
“I should be the one calling animal control. That thing has got to go.”
“NEVER! Princess stays.” I said with conviction.
“AAAARRRGGGHHHH!!! You either get rid of that thing today or it’ll be on top of my dining table tonight. Roasted with an apple on it’s mouth!”
“Don’t you dare! Don’t you even dare. I’ll sue you for animal brutality.”
“You know what? I’m just going to call the owner of this building. That way, I can not only get rid of that thing but I can also get rid of you.” He said as he tried to take his cellphone out.
“Oh really? So you know who the owner of the building is?” I mocked him.
“ Of course I do. I have my connections.” He replied.
“Well then what is the owner’s name?” I asked.
“My manager has the details. I’ll tell him to call the owner immediately.”
I smirked, walked up to him still hugging Princess and said.
“To save you the trouble of calling your manager, let me tell you the owner’s name. The owner’s name is Naomi Mitsui. Now will you please go back to your apartment and do the phonecall there? Princess and I need to go back to sleep.” I said as I grabbed his hand and dragged him out of the door.
“You’ll regret this… you really will.” He threatened.
“Oh I’m so sacred!!!’ I mocked him even more before banging the door on his face.
“Hey crazy person what the hell is you name so I may formally file the complaint?” he screamed through the door.
I opened the door again with Princess in my arms.
“My name is Naomi Mitsui.”