The Magic in Schitts Creek (Originally Named: Schitts Creek)

Estate Sale: 4

Evan apparated back to the Estate Sale with no desire to switch his clothing. Juniper was waiting with Linden outside. She had a smile on her face.

"Evan, look. She can talk!" Juniper exclaimed.

"What?" Evan furrowed his eyebrows and looked at Linden.

"Papa!" Linden squealed. He smiled widely. Juniper felt a little dizzy staring into his smile. She watched as he tossed Linden into the air with a jovial laugh.

"You did it, love!" Linden giggled and put her forehead against his. Juniper smiled.

"Why don't we go inside?" She put her hand around his shoulder. Linden giggled as Evan made shapes by blowing thin streams of fire. This was the happiest he'd have been in a while. They took their seats.

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"Now, we need a top, and we need a bottom. Like a skirt, something like that, which I know you're familiar with 'cause you're wearing one." Roland said as they browsed through the Blouse Barn selection.

"Okay, these are pants that just so happen to have a pant fabric over the front and back, okay." David ventured further.

"Yeah, it's a skirt," Roland took something from the rack, "Um, what about this? Seems durable, yes?"  He modeled the shirt.

"Yeah um, in fashion, durable and elegant rarely go hand in hand so I's put that--put that back," David responded.

"Okay, so not that."  David removed a floral top.

"What about this? Jocelyn seems to like loud floral prints." David suggested. Roland mulled the top over in his head.

"Yeah, the thing is, um, this is kind of a special...kind of blouse." Roland bit the inside of his cheek.

"Uh-huh."

"Have you ever seen The Devil Wears Prada?" Roland asked suddenly. David crossed his arms. A habit he picked up from his half-brother.

"Obviously!" He replied.

"Okay, well, Meryl Streep plays this kind of powerful, sexy fashion woman--" David cut in.

"Yep, I've seen it!"

"Okay, anyway, Jocelyn and I like to have a little fun with that idea, if you know what I mean. She plays Meryl, and I play the nervous but ambitious intern who is new to the city. " David's jaw dropped slightly.

"Oh. So you-you're the Anna Hathaway in that situation?" David asked.

"I don't know who that is."

"Well, that's more than enough information for me to go on."

===

"You're judging me!" Alexis exclaimed.

"I'm not! It's just riding a bike or broom is a pretty basic skill. I mean Alex says that the school she and Evan went to taught them and they became star Quidditch players for their teams." Mutt says.

"Mm, is it though?" Alexis said.

"I think most kids learn how to ride a bike! Evan should teach you how to ride a broom. Those are fun." Mutt took a sip of his beer.

"Yeah, well, most kids also get head lice. I'm sorry if the opportunity never presented itself. Besides, Evan's running an entire country. He doesn't have time." Alexis said as she put a piece of fruit in her mouth.

"Oh what, there was no gap year in Belgium? No Tour de France boyfriend? And, I'll have you know, according to the paper, Wizarding England is a self-sufficient country thanks to him. He doesn't have to be there all the time." countered Mutt.

"Yeah, but I never had to ride the bike! And David was such a little drama queen when my parents tried teaching him, that they threw all the bikes into this big bonfire up in the Hamptons, and we never talked about it again," They sat in silence, "But, I'll learn to ride a broom."

"Oh."

"Anyway, I have lots of skills that you don't have." She said.

"I am sure that you do." He chuckled.

"Like, have you ever had to negotiate in Arabic? It is very difficult." Alexis took another bite.

"I believe you."

"And try getting into "Kiss Kiss" in Tokyo without a lock of human hair." Alexis looked back at Mutt.

"Now, you see, if you can do all that, I'm pretty sure that you can learn to ride a bike." He said with a smirk. She was silent, staring off into the distance.

"Alexis?"

"Sorry, I was thinking about this crazy night at "Kiss Kiss"."

===

David removed a black, glittery tank top from the rack.

"Well, this might be the closest we're gonna get to Meryl," David said, "You know if she got fired from her job at the magazine, and started walking the streets." Roland raised his eyebrows and smiled.

"Oh, that's a good one! We haven't tried that one yet." He replied.

"Yeah, I wouldn't," David muttered.

"No, it's a good idea," Roland said.

"Missing Peter Pan?" A feminine voice said behind them. The two turned around. A middle-aged woman with ear-length blond hair, blue eyes, and very vibrant colored clothes stood there with a smile.

"I'm sorry?"

"Well, because I see a couple of Lost Boys." She chuckled, "Hi, I'm Wendy. Are we shopping for a mother, a girlfriend?"

"Actually, my wife," Roland stated.

"Oh!"

"Yeah, we've got it under control though, so thank you so much," David said, ignoring the bubbling annoyance inside him.

"Oh, well, very well, then. If you need me, I'll be right here. I know how hard it can be for two men in a women's clothing store." Wendy told them. Roland smirked.

"Well, I'm actually in really good hands, because this man has a woman's touch." Roland pat David on the arm. He looked alarmed.

"I don't--I don't know what that means," David said.

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David put the pieces onto the checkout counter.

"Okay, so we're gonna take these pieces," David informed her. She noticed the somberness of the clothing.

"Oh well, I have to ask, is this for a funeral? Because we do offer bereavement discounts." David looked at her offended.

"No, why would you think that?" He asked.

"Well, just very somber, serious pieces," Roland turned to David alarmed.

"Well, we don't want that!" He said.

"Well, they're not---"

"-If you're willing, I have a few new pieces that just came in, I'd love for you to see them."

===

Johnny and Moira took their seats next to Evan. Moira leaned closer to him and started to make funny faces at Linden. Evan glanced at them and didn't move a muscle. Instead, he shifted her to the arm next to Moira.

"I'd like to apologize about the incident," She said to him. Evan turned his head to look at her. He kept a blank expression, but Moira knew what was happening in his head. She did acting for a living. Moira could tell he was curious, "It was suggested by Harry, we didn't know." Evan released a sigh.

"I forgive you. I keep those there so I don't forget my mother. I had reviewed the memories and forgot to lock the door." Evan confessed. Moira smiled at him.

"You look great, by the way."

"I know."