It was a normal day in the Next Gen Fashionista, Sour Belt Cookie was plotting new fashion ideas that would work and fit best on introverts.
Sour Belt: Maybe i can make the sleeves long, have the shirt cover the belly, and give it a hood. Wait, that's just a hoodie! Dang it, i'm losing it with these ideas!
A large dinosaur broke into the shop through the doors with a sour rider on it.
Sour Belt: Dino-Sour Cookie, what the fuck?!
Dino-Sour: Sorry Sour Belt Cookie, I just lost control of my Jellysaur!
Sour Belt: You broke my door!
Dino-Sour: Technically, my Jellysaur did it.
Sour Belt: Empty those pockets.
Dino-Sour: What?
Sour Belt: Empty those fucking pockets brother!
The customers in the tailor were looking at the two, they were confused.
Sour Belt: Ugh, if only you were more responsible!
Dino-Sour: I'm sorry sis!
Sour Belt: Well them empty those pockets!
Dino-Sour Cookie twisted his pockets, only scales were in there.
Dino-Sour: Does this work?
Sour Belt Cookie covered her face out of annoyance. The shoppers cringed at the family sight.
Sour Belt: You better return here by 8pm, or I'm tying you and your dino up, and using both of you as advertisements!
Dino-Sour: Alright sis...
Sour Belt: Now get the fuck out before I shove my scissors up your ass!
Dino-Sour: Chill, I'm going!
Dino-Sour Cookie left with his jellysaur.
Sour Belt: Ugh, pendejo.
She went back behind her counter to plot on clothing ideas. Her door was fixed later. By 8pm, Dino-Sour Cookie reluctantly returned, he didn't want to know what would happen if he didn't return. Sour Belt Cookie was outside closing up her shop.
Sour Belt: And here I was thinking I'd have to cut your single "belt" off.
Dino-Sour: That's what you were going to do if I didn't return?!
Sour Belt: You broke my fucking door, I'm going to go hard on you for that!
Dino-Sour: So why did you want me here at this time then? I can clearly see you closing up shop.
Sour Belt: That's because I want drinks, and since I know a place that sells boba, you are running those scales there.
Dino-Sour: You mean the place that's trying to build a boba statue out of snake skin and scales?
Sour Belt: They did it with chiffon, cotton, nylon, and even plastic. They are just being creative at this point.
Dino-Sour: Time to hope these are enough scales for this...
Sour Belt Cookie tied a Sour Belt to Dino-Sour Cookies neck.
Sour Belt: This is in case you try running.
Dino-Sour: I'm not a dog!
Sour Belt: Shut it and move.
They then went down to the "Cherry Blossom Picnic Drinks" building. As they entered the building, a gust of relaxing Cherry Blossom slapped the two in the face.
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