Wendy's X Starbucks

Chapter 3

It was another day for Wendy, opening up her restaurant and putting on an act...really...nothing new had happened. Whenever she passed Starbucks (which was everyday) she usually death-stared the cashier there. Starbucks usually came to Wendy's to check on her, but Wendy never seemed to notice her presence.

"Agh! Oh look at her soft red glow on her cheeks and-and oh those freckles. Take me now! Don't forget about her pigtails, the most gorgeous red I have ever seen. Although I do prefer green, she is just a MASTERPIECE! Oh! Omg she's cleaning the counters! I must pull out my phone and take pics! She's bending over, over, over...BAM! I scored finally. A panty-shot! It's a Wendy panty-shot so it makes it extremely special! I need to save this for the shrine!"

Starbucks is a little...protective and perverted around Wendy.

"No no no! She's wet! Oh my god, what am I doing? I'm being so weird. GAH! Okay, just a few more pictures and...DONE! Aww, this one's cute because she's smiling at a customer. This ones going in the shrine too!" Starbucks gleefully skipped back to her restaurant and looked through the snaps she took of Wendy.

Meanwhile at Wendy's...

"Okay bitches, get to chopping those onions...oh and uhh, try not to shit in the toilets-they're clogged. Just fucking take a dump outside like cats do alrighty? Okay! Back to work losers!" Wendy stormed out of her restaurant's kitchen displeased.

"Agh, time to serve customers! Oh damn it, I gotta look like I don't have crippling depression. Okay then..." Wendy slapped on her fake smile and that innocent look on her face. It seemed like EVERY HENTAI EVER. The customers liked that attitude and look though, so they couldn't help but give into her illusion.

Starbucks look through the corner of her eye and saw Wendy circling the 1st customer with her frilly dress and her cute look.

"I wish...she would do that to me, just like when we were kids. She'd always pout or put on that face for me to give her stuff back. But, that was back then, she doesn't remember me. I'm not in my human form...I was a lie to her." Starbucks looked down and started tearing up, she wish she could've had Wendy...to spend time with her.

Back at Wendy's, Wendy had gotten an incoming video call on her computer.

"Who the fuck is calling me???!!! Oh, it's Ronald. Ugh, what does that pedo want? Damn, I even wore a push up bra today...but you can barely see my titties! Ugh, why does Starbucks, that loser, have to look so PERFECT!!!!!???"

Wendy accepted the call.

"Hey Ronny!" Wendy smiled.

"Hey Wendy. How've you been?" Ronald had gleefully asked.

"Alright Ronny, just alright. Business is going great. I wish you could be my special customer today though." Wendy perked up her boobs, slid closer to the computer screen, and made a little bit of a kissy lip.

"Oh, well that's nice to here!" Ronald McDonald smirked while blushing. He got too excited that he led out a load in his pants and decided to wrap up their conversation, hastily.

Wendy saw that the call had ended and Wendy smiled with joy.

"I know how to get that loser out of my sight. Anyways fuck it, I'm closing the restaurant early today." Wendy went to the door of her restaurant and locked it. She sighed and made her peasants exit from the back door near the dumpster and then locked the door. She always called them "pieces of shit," so they literally have to walk by smelly shit everyday.

As soon as Wendy turned off the lights and was about to leave her restaurant, she heard it. She had heard the faint click, click, click of the doors unlocking  and the knob slowly turning to the right.

To be continued...