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Welcome to Frappuchinos! Now Serving: A Brush with Fame
This one's for 
connercoon! His character is used with permission! This is also the 25th installment of the Frappuchino's series! Huzzah!
* * *
Venti was alone behind the bar at Frappuchinos, another sign that they were trying to trim down hours. Before, not even a week ago, they would always have two people working. Not so, now. He idly wondered if any of the places he applied to would even call him back when the outside door opened, and he quickly put on a smile. "Hello, welcome to Frappuchinos!" he said to the bull that came in. He was a dark colored bull, with a beaming smile that rivaled Venti's. He was also very broad shouldered, that red tank top of his straining to contain the pecs that he had. There was something familiar about him; something Venti couldn't quite place.
"Hola, senor! Jose would like one of your iced teas! It is not as good as mi madre's, but--"
"OH MY LORD!" roared Venti as he finally realized the bull's identity. "You're...you're El Toro!"
The bull couldn't grin any wider, but he tried. "Si! You know of Jose?"
"I watch every match you're in! I even used to watch your dad when he'd wrestle! He was my inspiration to get big!"
El Toro looked up at Venti, then looked at his chest. "Jose's papa would be very proud to see such a grande example of a fennec, senor!"
Venti's smile faltered. Not much, but just a bit. "Jackal."
"Jackal?" The bull's smile never faltered.
"Yes sir. I'm a jackal."
"Oh! Jose is sorry; Jose has never seen a jackal like you before. And that mohawk! It is muy fantastico!"
Venti felt his smile return. "Well, thank you. What kind of tea would you like?"
"Jose would like a grande black tea, please!"
"Coming right up." As the bull reached for his wallet, Venti waved his hand dismissively. "No, this one's on me."
"Oh?"
"Yes. You just made my entire week." It was true, and even after the bull departed, Venti found the elation stayed with him all day up until Damon called him, saying the four words Venti didn't want to hear:
"We have to talk."
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connercoon! His character is used with permission! This is also the 25th installment of the Frappuchino's series! Huzzah!* * *
Venti was alone behind the bar at Frappuchinos, another sign that they were trying to trim down hours. Before, not even a week ago, they would always have two people working. Not so, now. He idly wondered if any of the places he applied to would even call him back when the outside door opened, and he quickly put on a smile. "Hello, welcome to Frappuchinos!" he said to the bull that came in. He was a dark colored bull, with a beaming smile that rivaled Venti's. He was also very broad shouldered, that red tank top of his straining to contain the pecs that he had. There was something familiar about him; something Venti couldn't quite place.
"Hola, senor! Jose would like one of your iced teas! It is not as good as mi madre's, but--"
"OH MY LORD!" roared Venti as he finally realized the bull's identity. "You're...you're El Toro!"
The bull couldn't grin any wider, but he tried. "Si! You know of Jose?"
"I watch every match you're in! I even used to watch your dad when he'd wrestle! He was my inspiration to get big!"
El Toro looked up at Venti, then looked at his chest. "Jose's papa would be very proud to see such a grande example of a fennec, senor!"
Venti's smile faltered. Not much, but just a bit. "Jackal."
"Jackal?" The bull's smile never faltered.
"Yes sir. I'm a jackal."
"Oh! Jose is sorry; Jose has never seen a jackal like you before. And that mohawk! It is muy fantastico!"
Venti felt his smile return. "Well, thank you. What kind of tea would you like?"
"Jose would like a grande black tea, please!"
"Coming right up." As the bull reached for his wallet, Venti waved his hand dismissively. "No, this one's on me."
"Oh?"
"Yes. You just made my entire week." It was true, and even after the bull departed, Venti found the elation stayed with him all day up until Damon called him, saying the four words Venti didn't want to hear:
"We have to talk."
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No, because you couldn't think of a creative enough name for a coffee shop without using the name of a well known corporation's product..
Why bother writing if you're not going to expend the effort on small details? It all adds up. And if you ever want to publish these, you can't use that name for your coffee shop. Starbucks COULD sue over it.
Why bother writing if you're not going to expend the effort on small details? It all adds up. And if you ever want to publish these, you can't use that name for your coffee shop. Starbucks COULD sue over it.
Is it REALLY necessary to spam this writers work over that of a simple name of a caffeinated beverage? Really now, he's not making a profit off of his works, nor is he taking credit for the name of the beverage, which I may add is universally known by that very name by any coffee shop which you will set foot into. So no, Starbucks cant sue, because they do not technically own the name, and I doubt anyone else besides yourself, is complaining about something as simple as a simple title to a great fictional series.
Eh, in her defense, she's got a point, one that I should get off my lazy butt and BE creative at least with the title. While I do wish she had taken it to private message for the fact others would eventually have jumped in on this, let's keep it civil, and not flame anyone, okay?
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