A Time for Chocolates!

[Tykoten Ooria]

Tykoten entered the candy shop, his nose filled with the sweet smells of all the different candys, some made and some being made. He moved some hair to the side, and made his way behind the counter.
He noticed it was a little dirty, mainly crumbs from all the various candys that were set on there. He grabbed a rag from a pocket on his apron and started wiping the counter, listening to the occasional thumps of patrons on the upper level.
He didn't expect anyone to really come in yet, but he knew there would be some who had a sweettooth that knew no time.

[Iztyrr]

Flayne had just left his kingdom of Flaemen, and he had come here to Lumiere for one reason, and one reason only. He walked down the streets of Lumiere doing his best to look tall, dignified, and important. He always wanted to stand out from the crowd, thinking that everyone should know he was royalty. Right now he was walking with his human legs. The flame that normally graces his lower half only causes chaos and confusion in bigger places like these. He eyed the candy shop sign, and strolled right on in to the shop, which looked alot bigger inside then out. As he stepped in, he flaunted his ornate jewelry, which he had decided to go through the trouble of putting on today just for his trip to Lumiere. He thought that while visiting other regions, it was important to represent Flaemen as well as possible. He stepped up to the man behind the counter.

"Hello! Nice day isn't it? I was wondering If I could have a pound of fresh chocolate? Oh, and while your at it, I wouldn't mind a few peppermint candies... Oh! Maybe a couple taffy pieces too." Iztyrr smiled his typical 'prince charming smile' before placing a small pouch of gold coins on the counter.

[Tykoten Ooria]

"Coming right up sir." Tykoten relpied, eyeing the man for a second before fulfiling the order. He had never seen quite that much jewlery on someone, even though he had seen visitors from other kingdoms. he turned awyay, looking at the shelves behind him, looking for the peppermint. He grabbed a stool, the peppermint just had to be near the top this time, and grabbed a few peices.
He jumped off the stool, putting the peppermint in an apron pocket, and grabbed some taffy from a nearby jar.
"Excuse me a moment sir," he said, leaving the counter and going through a door, which the ktichen lay behind.
"I need a pound of chocolate, fresh!"
"Right here!" one of the chefs said, slapping it down on a counter.
"Thanks," he said, wrapping it up in paper, and tying it off. He walked back out, going back behind the counter, setting the chocolate, taffy, and peppermint down on the counter.
"That will be about," he thought for a moment, "Seven gold pieces sir."

[Iztyrr]

Flayne waited for the man to get the chocolate, and to get the peppermint and taffy. All the while he stared out the window at all the different people walking by. He had to find someone to be his wife, or else he risked losing his kingdom. He would worry about this later, however, and right now he just wanted to indulge on some confectionaries and forget about his troubles; His advisor had been nagging at him about this all week.

"Thank you very much!" He said cheerily. He placed 7 gold coins on the table, and an eighth one as a tip. He continued walking out the door, when he saw a flyer stuck on the wall near the door. He read over it for a moment, before angrily ripping it off the wall and throwing it into the nearby garbage. He ran his hand through his hair, frustrated, and stopped for a moment to think.

[Tykoten Ooria]

"Thank you sir," he said, pocketing the eight coin, and putting the rest in a sack beneath the counter. Only on rare occasions did he get a gold coin as a tip, the rest he got were in a small bag hidden in his room, and he was saving them up. He didn't know what he was saving them up for exactly, but he would know it once it came to him.
He saw the man tear up the poster, and wondered what that was for as he continued staring. He hadn't seen the poster today, or remember what it said, but it must've been something to piss the guy off. He turned back to cleaning the coutner, thinking if he should go ask if the mna stayed there.

[Iztyrr]

Iztyrr took a deep breathe and looked into the garbage can as if he could read what was on the sheet. He walked up to the man behind the counter.

"Excuse me sir, I was wondering if you happened to see who had put that sign up on that wall?"

He impatiently crossed his arms, and seemed completely different from when he did as he first came in. He still spoked in the same manner, yet now, there was this hint of anger and malevolence tucked away behind his voice. And his eyes, although the same color, and still fixed with the same wide opened gaze, they now had a hint of anger flickering in them, and they seemed like sharp daggers penetrating through the flesh, seeing right through you.

[Tykoten Ooria]

Tykoten gulped as he saw the man this time, obviously angered, but keeping it in. This was a man he didnt want to upset, he might lose something if he did. What that something was, he didn't want to find out.
"N-no I didn't sir. It must have been put up before I came to work today. If you don't mind me asking sir, what was on that poster that upset you? I can only think it was an advetisement for the store." he said, chuckling nervously.

[Iztyrr]

After he saw the man sigh, Flayne let out a long breathe and grimaced.

"Don't worry about it... I think I know who it was anyway...' Flayne said, still grimacing. He pulled his hand back through his long black and red strands of hair.

"The sign was simply an advertisement for the Valentines Dance... You see, I made up the orignal advertisements, but somebody... edited them..." Flayne sighed wearily. "Oh well... maybe it's for the better... but anyways, I need to start getting decorations set up for the party!"

Flayne opened the door to the loud obnoxious city, and turned around, and flipped the man another gold coin.

"Thanks for your time"

[Tykoten Ooria]

"Oh, you're very welcome sir!" he said, catching the coin. He let out a sigh of relief as he saw the man walk out. He was please at the second coin he got, and that the man didn't get too cross.
"A Valentines Dance eh? Mabye I can finally find someone..." he trailed off, staring off into space, the coin slipping out of his hand. The sound it made snapped Tykoten back into reality. He picked up the coin, and grabbed his rag again, wiping off the counter.