The Song of Hatsune ( a vocaloid fanfiction)

Chapter 1 -The Delivery

"Hatsune, your shifts not over yet! Stop slacking off!" my demon of a boss yelled at me.

I look around Café Au Lait, where I worked, taking in the doors in front of me and the brown couches and fireplace on the left, itching to go sit there and relax with a hot cocoa. Too bad I had to stay behind the counter and wait on our customers. Also, the counter was filled with sweet and sugary desserts which

"Hai," I said loudly. I mainly yell things to get back at my boss Wendy, who's a smidge hard of hearing......Okay, a lot, but when a girl's bored what can she do?

Introduction time! My name is Hatsune Miku and I like to sing. I know what you're thinking, "Oh she just wants the fame and to be a pop star," or "I'll just smile and maybe she'll stop talking about her impossible dreams," Well no. I am so serious about. All I want is to sing and make people happy, and if I can make at least one person happy then I'll be happy. Heck, I loved to make people happy so much that I left home and came to this ginormous city. Everyone always said that my dream was silly. Now I can prove them wrong!

I heard the jingle of the bell on our deep cocoa brown door, which brought me back to reality. I looked up and put on my best customer smile.

A woman with brown locks flowing in chocolate waves down her back walked in, with a flustered and worried expression on her face.

"Can I help you?" I said cheerfully

"Er...no...I uh...I don't know how to say this...but..," she stuttered

"Hmm? What is it? Do you need help with anything?"

"Well, I....,erm....Ineedsomeoneheretomakeadelvery!"

"What?"

"I um," she repeated,the relief showing in her eyes. "Need a delivery to my boss and I am busy, so can someone please deliver six jelly doughnuts,"

"Sorry, ma'am, but we don't-"

"We'll make an exception for you though!" Wendy cut in

"But-"

"No buts, only yours going out the door," Wendy commanded

Oh well. I can't say anything, since she was kind of my boss. I held in my sigh. I could get fired for not being my cheerful self in front of a customer.

"Alright miss!", I chirped," I would be glad to!"

"Thank you so much. Have a good evening."

The woman exited the store, leaving me to get the order ready.