***Mister S's Mystery Shop***
C.C. POV:
"Um, we wanted to buy all the items on this list..." Deuce says uncertainty. "Ring up two cans of tuna while you're at it!" Grim adds. "No, Grim! We're not here for tuna!" Deuce shuts down. "What's this? Cream and eggs and... Quite the sacchariferous list! I'll get everything for you." Sam says before disappearing into the back. "Whoa... He really does stock that stuff, huh?" Deuce mutters. "Bubba, can I get this?" I ask, grabbing a small necklace with a small gem on it. "Sure C.C., we should have enough allowance to get it for you." Bubba says while I put the necklace on the counter. "Here you go. It's pretty heavy... Are you sure you can carry this? Luckily for you, our 1/100th size flying saucers are 30% off today. Perfect for carrying groceries!" Sam offers.
"Ooh, lemme see! That sounds awesome!" Grim exclaims before Bubba grabs him by his scruff. "We're fine, thank you. Let's go, Grim." Deuce says while we pay and I put the necklace on. "Myah! I didn't realize today was National No Fun Allowed Day!" Grim whines. "Very well. Then until next time, my little imps. Do come again! Ciao!" Sam says happily as we leave. I hold onto Bubbas hand as we walk out, feeling a sense of being followed.
***Main Street***
"That store was amazing." Deuce says while carrying some bags. "Yeah, and you're amazingly cheap." Grim says in passive aggression. "Who are you calling cheap?! Hmph. Yuu, looks like you got the bag with all the cans. That must be heavy. Let me take that one. I've got a little trick for carrying heavy bags." Deuce offers. "Oh no, I'm alright, I've carried heavier, but I didn't know there was a trick to it." Bubba says. "Yeah. My mom always used to stock up at sales, and the bags would get ridiculously heavy. I was the only man in the house, so I got to do all the heavy lifting, and- Oh, sorry. I didn't mean to monopolize the conversation." Deuce apologizes. "Thats okay, it sound like you and your mother have a sweet bond." Bubba replies.
"No, it wasn't like that at all. The truth is, I- Owww!" Deuce exclaims after bumping into someone and falling to the ground. Then I hear the cracks. "Are you alright Deuce?" Bubba asks while helping Deuce up. "Myah! The eggs!" Grim says in surprise. "T-the carton of eggs is totally smashed! And now the bag's dripping egg good everywhere." Deuce says while Bubba makes sure he isn't bleeding. "Ouch! Why don't you watch where you're- Hey! You're the jerks who broke the egg yolk on my carbonara!" a student says. "Dear lord, here we go again, I'll take care of it." Fredbear mutters in annoyance before getting out of my arms and going into the shadows. "I've had about enough of you punks. You need to learn your place!" another student says.
"......You're the ones who darted out at us from around a corner! And you picked a fight with us at lunch over an egg that you were still totally able to eat! And now you've destroyed six of OUR eggs!" Deuce yells in anger. "Yeah! He's right!" Grim exclaims. "So what? You sayin' that was our fault?" the first student asks mockingly. "I am. Please reimburse us for the eggs. And then apologize to the chickens." Deuce demands. "Ooh, look who's got his big boy pants on. You sure are makin' a big deal outta some stupid eggs." the second student mocks. "What?" Deuce asks. "Oh you sweet summer child..." Bubba mutters.
"They haven't even touched the ground, so they're still edible. Quit whinin'." the first student says. "You should thank us for savin' ya the trouble of crackin' 'em!" the second one add before they both break out in laughter. I watch the sky as some clouds move to cover the sun, darkening the sky for just a bit of time. "That ain't funny." Deuce says. "Huh?" the first student questions in confusion. "I said, THAT AIN'T FUNNY. You don't get to call my eggs stupid. You don't get to call ANY eggs stupid! Those eggs may not have gotten to be chicks, but they were gonna make some amazing tarts! Do you get it yet? DO YOU?!" Deuce yells in anger. "What is with this guy all of a sudden?!" the second student asks.
Within minutes both students were lifted by their collars. "Thank you Goldie!" I say happily. "Fu- oh hi Fredbear, I didn't think you were with us, but thank you for intervening." Bubba says trying to calm down from the unexpected appearance. "Deuce lets take a breather, Fredbear has got this undercontrol." Bubba says while helping Deuce calm down. Grim hides behind me while I watch in amusement as the trembling students get jumpscared and manhandled.
***Interesting Facts***
- C.C. and the group was followed out of the shop
- Yuu is still trying to get used to the Nighmares
- C.C.is fond of Sam
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