Alright, so… how was one supposed to handle something like this?

“Christine…" the voice said for a third time, “Do not be frightened."

“Uh… hi?" Christine cleared her throat and, slowly, stood. “Are you…"

“The Phantom of the Superstore?" the voice chuckled. “I am."

“Of course you are…" Christine felt her forehead for a fever. “Well, isn’t this perfect…"

“… You’re not going to rape me are you?" Christine’s voice broke out in a shriek.

“Oh my god, NO!" He replied.

The two of them stared at each other for a long moment. Christine zipped her sweater completely closed over her chest to defer any intentions that this odd person may or may not have.

“So… uh…" Christine cleared her throat. “Who are you, then?"

“I’m the Phantom of the Superstore." He replied.

“… But you’re the manager I bumped into the other day…" Christine whimpered.

“I’m not a manager." He replied. “I was… getting a few things together and leaving a few important notes."

“… And what exactly are you doing here?" instead of making things clearer, as she had hoped, all this conversation seemed to do was make here even more confused.

The supposed Phantom nodded. “I have heard your plea for help at work and I’m here to offer guidance."

“… Guidance in Cash office?" Christine replied.

“Yes."

xD riktigt rolig fanfic!

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Anonymous Thu 7 Jan 2010 19:31

Va faan xD

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June 2010