Peppinoise: A Pizza Tower Fanfic

CHAPTER I (1)

Peppino is a middle-aged Italian man and he owns a pizzeria. He is really cowardly, but when something attempts to harm what he loves, he will do anything to protect it, just like when this guy named "Pizza Face" threatened to blow up Peppino's pizzeria. He used to have one worker, Gustavo, but now he has three, Brick and Fake Peppino. Brick is a giant rat, and Gustavo seems to be obsessed with that guy. Fake Peppino is a copy of Peppino with melty skin, and Peppino fought him while trying to protect his pizzeria.

But then there was The Noise, a short Italian man with a yellow suit, a yellow chef hat, and a curly mustache. Noise was a very humorous guy, but he really annoyed Peppino, and they always got into fights. But sometimes, Noise comes over for only a pizza. The Noise wasn't into making pizzas, instead, he had his TV show called "NTV," N for Noise and TV for television.

That day, Peppino was getting ready to shut down the pizzeria. "Alright, I'm-a shut down the pizzeria," said Peppino to Gustavo and Fake. After a while, Gustavo and Fake left the pizzeria.

"Onippep eyb!" (Bye Peppino!) said Fake Peppino (He talks backward.) As Gustavo closed the door, Peppino smiled. He took out his phone to check the reviews, he'd never really checked them before. Peppino sat down behind the table.

Four stars, the pizza is pretty good, and the service there is nice. However the man at the table is a bit shaky and cowardly, and he doesn't take big orders that much. Other than that, the place is great!

That's-a fine, thought Peppino. I am a bit shaky sometimes.

One star! No words, one star.

Two stars. The guy at the table is fine and the pizza is fine. But no, I don't like this place. Some of the customers are so loud, especially this pepper guy who literally shows up every Saturday.

Peppino frowned. He kept reading the reviews, there weren't many good ones, and there weren't any five stars. Wow, a lot of these include me in it-a... Wait...Is that...Noise?

There was a review with Noise's name on it; Theodore Noise.

Five stars. Eh, Peppino's alright, but he makes great pizza, so eh. I might get another soon. Plus, there are a lot of reviews here that include the guy in it saying that he's one of the problems. Well, you're the problem you dumb*sses.

Peppino stared at the review in silence. His rival, out of all people, put a five-star review and stood up for Peppino. What the heck is-a going on? I think I might need to go to bed from all of this... Peppino went home, still thinking about that review.

THE NEXT DAY

Peppino was at the pizzeria again. Fake and Gustavo were checking the tip jar and Peppino was making a pizza. "Here-a you go," Peppino said, tired. Peppino rested his head on his hand and stared at the door.

"What," said Gustavo. "Didn't get a good night's sleep? Because if you didn't, just know that you never do!"

"Yrros m'I, wa," said Fake. (Aw, I'm sorry.)

"Not-a really," yawned Peppino. "It's-a—" the door opened and the bell rang. Peppino expected a random customer like always (maybe even Pepperman). But that wasn't until he realized that it was The Noise. "Ugh, Noise. What the hell are-a you doing here?" Even though Noise was nice enough to put a five-star, Peppino still kind of was annoyed by him.

"HEY PEPPINER!" Noise shouted. "I—"

"Listen, Noise, if you're coming for fights, f**k off," Peppino sighed, angrily.

"What? No!" Noise said exaggeratedly. "Just orderin' a mushroom pizza." Peppino nodded silently and gave the order to Gustavo. The Noise started to spin on the chair as he waited. After a while, Peppino asked about the review.

"Hey-a, Noise?" Peppino said. Noise stopped himself from spinning and looked at Peppino with an annoying grin. "I saw your-a review, do you actually mean it?"

Noise's grin faded away. "Heh, I thought you never check your reviews." Noise said. "Yeah, I guess so. I mean, you're not that bad."

"You're the only one who put a five-star review," said Peppino. "Out of all the other people in this pizzeria, you, my rival, was the one. Plus you stood up for me, are-a you okay or something? You're-a never like this."

"What?" said Noise. "I can't be nice to Italian man?"

"What! No—I was-a just saying that was nothing like-a you," Peppino said. Noise smirked. Gustavo walked up to them with the pizza and set it down. "Well, there's your pizza, happy?"

"I've always been happy making you mad," Noise laughed. He started eating. Peppino rolled his eyes and smiled.

After a while, Peppino asked, "How are you and Noisette?" He felt a bit weird to talk to his rival like this.

"We broke up," Noise said, rolling his eyes. "She said I never cared for her. Girls..." Peppino laughed, hoping he wasn't laughing rudely.

"Girls," he agreed. Noise took another bite of pizza. Noise's mustaches were a bit wrinkled and some of his hair stood out from his yellow hat. "You alright, Noise?"

"I'm fine," he said, tucking back in his hair. "Just running a business, you know? Barely gettin' any sleep."

"I understand," Peppino smiled. "Working at this pizzeria is making me lose sleep too." The Noise smiled at Peppino, but this time it wasn't a sharp and toothy grin or a smile that annoyed Peppino, it was just a smile.

"You're not that bad, Italian man," said Noise. "Never thought that we were kind of in common."

"Oh please-a," said Peppino. "I'm a coward and you're a mascot that forces people to call you The Noise and not-a Theodore."

"But you can be aggressive," Noise said, sitting up. "Seriously, I think I still got some bruises from that fight at the tower. And that happened like, what? 2 months ago?"

"Well, I do care for my pizzeria," Peppino said. "And I'm pretty sure you care for your TV show."

Once Noise was finished, he paid for the mushroom pizza and said goodbye and left the pizzeria. "Huh," said Peppino. "Isn't that-a strange, Brick? Noise never stays at the pizzeria to eat. Never said goodbye either."

"SQUEAK!" Brick squeaked, chomping on Peppino's hat.

"Maybe I'll go see him tomorrow, does that sound like a good idea, Brick? Brick—HEY! STOP CHEWING ON-A THAT!"

END OF CHAPTER 1

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