TW! Slight violence and loud Karens in this chapter.
I sat quietly chewing my cereal. I decided to eat some Creeper Crunch and I had this weird feeling that spaghetti would make it so much better. The only other person at the table was Wilbur. Techno had to take Tommy and Tubbo to school. I was about to get up when Phil walked into the dining room.
"Hey, Ranboo. I noticed that most of your clothes are pretty worn and that you don't have that much clothing either. Do you want to go shopping for some new clothes?"
Someone was actually offering to buy me new clothes? Normally I just got leftovers and hand-me-downs. Even if I get thrown out eventually, I'll have new attire that will last a while. I nod slowly, hopefully not looking too excited. It had been so long since I got to choose what I like.
"Great! Wilbur, do you want to come as well?" Phil smiles. Wilbur glances up from his phone and nods. "Alright. Once Techno gets back we'll all leave for the mall. You look around Wilbur's size, do you want to borrow some of his clothes for the day?"
They're already bothering with getting me new clothes, as well as offering to borrow some of Wilbur's? I look in Wilbur's general direction. He shakes his head as if in permission. If Wilbur is alright with it, then I guess I'll borrow something. I give Phil a thumbs up and put my dishes away.
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About fifteen minutes later, I'm in the orange van wearing a baggy tan colored sweater and black ripped jeans. Phil was driving, Techno in the passenger seat, and Wilbur was to the left of me. Lemon Demon was still playing, happily mouthing the words to the song. (a/n *Two Trucks fades in*) The drive lasted no longer than twenty minutes.
"Alright. I need to get a few things in electronics. Techno comes with me. Wilbur, you'll go with Ranboo to the clothing stores. Text me when you're ready to pay," Phil instructs. I felt a little anxious that I wouldn't be near Phil. Why would I be nervous to not be by Phil? I've been so independent for so long.
I hop out of the van with Wilbur, following close behind him. I had never gone to this mall before or a mall in general. This would certainly be a new and stressful experience. We walked into the closest clothing store.
"So, you fell asleep hugging Tommy. How did that happen?" Wilbur prompts, smiling. I made a gesture of zipping and locking my mouth, hopefully, he understands that I mean it's a secret. "Alright then. Well, the men's section is over here. Grab anything that you want to try on, I'll stay around that area."
I agree and head into the men's section. I need new of basically everything. There was this half-basket half-cart/trolley thing that I grabbed to put my things in. I grabbed two packs of underwear and socks in my size then headed to look at pants. I grabbed a variety to try. There were black stretchy ones, blue stretchy ones, black ripped, blue skinny, grey sweatpants, etc. I head over to shirts. I grabbed some Hawaiin shirts, some plain colored ones, some sweaters/sweatshirts, and some graphic tees.
After gathering everything, I headed to the changing rooms. Some pants were too small or didn't look right. Most of the shirts I needed in a smaller size, I'm mostly legs with a short torso. After changing back into my borrowed clothes, I put things back where they were supposed to go and switched some things out for different sizes.
The last thing I wanted to get was a winter jacket. I push my cart over to that area. I noticed a lady probably a few years older than Phil. I guessed that she was looking for a jacket for her son. I began skimming through the jackets in my size. Suddenly the lady showed up at my side.
"What are you doing here?" She asks impatiently. Her face looks pinched in pain, probably because her blonde ponytail was too tight. I pointed to the clothes in explanation.
"Excuse me, speak when you're spoken to," She crosses her arms. I didn't know how to explain that I couldn't speak. I hadn't really had to deal with this in the past. I make an "x" with my fingers over my mouth.
"It's rude not to speak to your elders. And look me in my eyes when you're speaking to me! Oh, of course. You're a hybrid. You stupid hybrids are always causing problems! You're probably going to steal all that too!" The lady yells. My eyes widen and I shake my head furiously. I would never steal anything!
"Oh yes, I caught you red-handed! You were going to steal this! You damn hybrids. Why can't you go back to your labs?! Oh, wait. Even they don't want you!" She yells. I cover my ears at her sudden loud voice. I sometimes forget how much people hate hybrids.
"And now you're acting as if I were the problem! Stupid Hybrid!" Smack! The right side of my face burns. Suddenly a guy around my age appeared.
"What's going on?" he asks.
"This hybrid was harassing me, Jacob!" She lies, feigning hurt. Still shaking my head, I try to give the guy a pleading look.
"Dumb hybrid harassing my mother," He grumbles. Smack! I don't understand! I didn't do anything wrong! I understand I'm a hybrid but that doesn't mean I'm bad! My heart is beating out of my chest, I'm so scared that they're going to hit me again.
"WiLbUr!" A scratchy enderman sounding voice escapes my lips.
"Ugh! Your voice is disgusting too!" the guy cringes. A few moments later, thankfully Wilbur appeared.
"What's going on Ranboo? Are you alright?" His face is ridden with concern. I shake my head furiously. The pain in my cheek and throat starting to bring tears from the pain. I can't cry or it will hurt worse.
"This hybrid was harassing me!" the lady exclaims loudly, making me cover my ears again.
"Sure doesn't seem like it, ma'am. We'll be going now," Wilbur grabs my arm and the cart. Once far enough away from them, Wilbur says, "Techno is just outside of the building waiting for you. He will take you to the car and I'll have Phil come to pay for your things."
I shakily nod and head out of the building.
a/n Big brother Wilbur to the rescue! Remember to drink water! Have a great day/night!
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