Mistakes were made.

Shopping is even worse now

"Okay, now for the clothes," Enid hummed as she pushed Wednesday's stroller along.

"I want my wegular stiwl," the little girl huffed, folding her arms over her chest.

"I know, don't worry."

They continued on, a few normies sent Enid dirty looks as she passed, and she tucked that pain in the back of her mind for the next time she saw a teen mom just trying to bring their kid shopping. She stopped at the only children's store in town, delighted to finally have arrived.

"Ugh," Wednesday growled and crossed her arms. "Awl my sizes is pink owr blue!"

"Here's a brown one!" Enid attempted to offer, but Wednesday butted out her lower lip. It seemed almost as if she had teen memory's, but was loosing control of her body.

"The gray one!" Wednesday reached out with her little arms and tried to grab at it, though she failed. "Mama! Gray one!"

Enid couldn't help it. She burst out laughing. Of course this made Wednesday come to her mistake quickly, her face going brighter red than a tomato.

"Enid, the gray one," the ravenette hisses out.

Enid grabbed the onesie and stuck it in the basket she had grabbed as she entered. "Any others?"

Wednesday's little brow furrowed as she looked around. She reached out and grabbed for another one. It seemed to be almost a matching set to the gray one. This one white with little elephants on it. Enid placed that in the bin as well.

"Holy crap-" the blond froze as she spotted it. A little knitted pare of bear overalls, with a half done onesie in white. "Wednesday...please," she rushed forward to take it in her hands, running her fingers over the little eyes.

"Watevwr," the little girl had managed to grab a sensory cube and was now fiddling with it while Enid basked in the bear outfit.

"Do you want that?" Enid asked suddenly, pointing at the thing in Wednesday's hand. It had a bit of yellow on it, but was black and white for the most part.

Wednesday tossed it into the bin, answering the question without words. This continued for quite a while, though they only ended up with seven onesies, three pares of pants, one shirt and a whopping ten bodysuits.

They were about to enter the checkout line when something sparked Wednesday's interest. In the far corner of the store was the stuffy section. Most of them were bright colours the blinded the pour girl, but tucked away on the far right hand side was a black sheep. It's fuzzy fur looked fresh and new, clearly he had beady black eyes, the only colour on him was his red collar.

Wednesday threw herself against the straps of her stroller, making Enid look down in surprise. "Stop that," she hissed to the younger girl.

"Sheep!" Wednesday couldn't control herself. She had no clue what was happening. She was tucked in the back of her own mind as someone else took over, same as what had happend during the tantrum. "MAMA, SHEEP!" She screamed out, feeling her eyes fill up with liquid. Why in the world was she doing this. Why did she call Enid mama again. Why in the world did she have NO control.

Enid seemed to see the sheep now, and her brain also seemed to be piecing together the control loss, as she knew Wednesday would never willingly call her mama. "Do you want the sheep?"

"Dah!"

"Can we ask nicely?"

"Pwese!" The little girl looked up at her roommate, a gient frown over all her features.

"Okay." Enid left the stroller, running over to grab the sheep before coming back, making sure Wednesday couldn't cause any trouble.

They paid for the stuffed animal and clothes before leaving the shop. Enid pushed the stroller over to another second hand shop. "Do you want a pacifier? You don't have all your teeth yet so it might be nice."