The Other One(STOPPED WRITING)

Chapter 38: The Snake...

Loki finished his frappe pretty quickly.
Now, we're heading inside a mall in Manhattan.
I don't remember the last time I was in a mall.
I could guarantee, though, that the clothes and stores weren't nearly the same as they used to be in the 40's.
"What do you suppose we do here?" Loki asks.
I could tell he's a bit nervous in public, considering he's picking at his hand again.
"We shop... obviously." I smile.
"Shop for what?"
"Stuff."
I start walking but he stays put.
He looks really nervous.
"What's the matter?" I ask, walking back over to him.
"What if somebody recognizes me?" He asks.
"They won't, okay? It's going to be fine." I smile.
"I worry what people would do to me if they found out I was here. Of course, I could easily kill all witnesses if they were to do harm." He admits.
"Stop worrying, I promise nothing's going to happen to you. Trust me. Anyways, yes, you would beat all these people if they started to pick a fight." I tell him, putting my hand over his, so he doesn't pick his hand anymore.
He looks down, face flushed.
He puts his hands in his pockets, and begins to walk as I do.
I didn't even know what store to walk into.
I barely wear short sleeves, so I should probably look for a store with long sleeved shirts.
"How much cash do you have now?" Loki asks.
"About $46." I answer.
I notice he's picking at his hands again, avoiding eye contact with everyone.
It must be a habit.
"You look suspicious when you're doing that." I tell him.
"My apologies, I didn't realize." He rolls his eyes.

We walk around the mall for a while before actually even going into a store.
"You want to go in here?" I ask Loki.
He looks up at the store and smiles a little bit.
Hot Topic, it was called.
We walk inside, and it was pretty... dark.
I didn't mind it, though.
I didn't even dress that girly.
All I wore today was some black, baggy, ripped jeans with a black crop top, and a red flannel that was unbuttoned.
If the outfit is good enough to hide my arm, then I just wear it.
I don't care about fashion that much.
As soon as we walk into the store, Loki goes searching around.
I guess he hasn't really ever shopped before.
To be fair, I haven't either.. not that I remember, at least.

In less than 2 minutes, Loki comes running over to me, almost knocking things over.
He puts whatever he's holding right in front of him.
I soon realize... he's holding a stuffed animal snake...
(Like this one)

"No. Absolutely not." I chuckle.
"Buy it." He asks, very seriously.
"You must be looking for a twin, huh?" I joke.
"Oh, please. It's wonderful. Have you seen it?" He says, shoving it closer to my face.
"Yeah, but I could see it much better when it's not in my face."
"I don't care." He says, now hugging the snake.
"How much does the snake cost?"
"$20." He answers.
"Absolutely not."
He frowns and continues to embrace the snake.
"If you don't buy it, I steal it." He says, very clearly.
I can't even tell if he's joking or not.
He's probably not joking though, considering it's Loki.
"Fine." I finally give in.
He smiles, wider than I've ever seen. But quickly, he has a serious face again.
He doesn't really smile a lot.
But when he does, it makes me a bit happy.
Considering I've seen his memories, I know he doesn't seem like the type to be always happy.