Ena Shinonome looked at the cursed newspaper in her hands and felt afraid.She walked over to the window and reflected on her old-fashioned surroundings. She had always hated grey Los Angeles with its thankful, thundering trees. It was a place that encouraged her tendency to feel afraid.
Then she saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Kanade Yoisaki. Kanade was a spiteful author with pretty fingers and pointy fingers.
Ena gulped. She glanced at her own reflection. She was a mean, kind, tea drinker with pretty fingers and pointy fingers. Her friends saw her as a pong, pretty painter. Once, she had even brought an envious baby flamingo back from the brink of death.
But not even a mean person who had once brought an envious baby flamingo back from the brink of death, was prepared for what Kanade had in store today.
The sleet rained like running pigeons, making Ena irritable.
As Ena stepped outside and Kanade came closer, she could see the great glint in her eye.
"Look Ena," growled Kanade, with a splendid glare that reminded Ena of spiteful rabbits. "It's not that I don't love you, but I want Internet access. You owe me 889 gold pieces."
Ena looked back, even more irritable and still fingering the cursed newspaper. "Kanade, let's get married," she replied.
They looked at each other with shocked feelings, like two barbecued, broken bears dancing at a very generous funeral, which had orchestral music playing in the background and two snooty uncles talking to the beat.
Ena regarded Kanade's pretty fingers and pointy fingers. "I don't have the funds ..." she lied.
Kanade glared. "Do you want me to shove that cursed newspaper where the sun don't shine?"
Ena promptly remembered her mean and kind values. "Actually, I do have the funds," she admitted. She reached into her pockets. "Here's what I owe you."
Kanade looked ambivalent, her wallet blushing like a kaleidoscopic, keen kettle.
Then Kanade came inside for a nice cup of tea.
THE END
OK IM NOT DOING ANYMORE OF THESE ONES, ILL BE USING A DIFFERENT GENERATOR BEFORE IT GETS WEIRD.
YOU ARE READING
Project Sekai Fanfics but I used a story generator
HumorIt gets weird.. I used mostly children generators so it's gonna be kind of weird lol