Anton Ego- POV
I wake up on my couch. OH MY RATATOUILLE! LINGUINI IS ON MY SHOULDER!
His ginger hair is on my neck, I lean in for a whiff and I slowly waft with my long fingers. It smells so good! I also smell hurt, THAT'S RIGHT! Collette, his disgrace of a girlfriend showed him a little swing! I will rough her up so ba-
"Wha-what am I doing here?" Linguini says. I console him and remind him of yesterday. He suddenly gets up in a hurry and says "This was a mistake." then he leaves.
Pain. Sorrow. Regret. It's all Collette's fault. That SNAKE. THAT VICIOUS SNAKE!
I go down to the restaurant, she's a freak so she's probably there. I see her rummaging through the trash cans. Ew.
"HEY YOU!" I scream at her! She finally pokes her bob cut out of the darn garabadge, there's a banana peel stuck in her hair.
"Oui?" she asks like an idiot. Doesn't she know who I am?!
"WHY DID YOU PUNCH LINGUINI?!" I scream.
She just shrugs it off and says "It ain't no big zing I just showed him a zittle zwing!" she defends.
Well, that's no excuse, Linguini is a strong man and he knows a powerful punch when he gets hit.
"You just shut up. You're fired." I say. She looks surprised but then shrugs it off. What a worthless piece of crap, she didn't even ask if I could even fire her (I can't).
YOU ARE READING
Linguini x Anton Ego
Romance"I love you- I-i mean the ratatouille!" "Sure thing sugar" Anton Ego is a regular at Linguini's restaurant. Everyone thinks it's for the ratatouille but little do they know.... NO SMUT THIS IS PG RATED
