From the very start, their autonomy was violently stripped bare. They were taken and held down and beaten to submission-enslaved and collared and owned. Years upon years drag, time wasted in the confinement of normalized abuse. They solemnly accepte...
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The store isn't busy, and just a few people wandered about either alone or with someone. You are thankful you don't have to come here often...
After eating and washing the dishes in the sink, you had packed a few clothes into your backpack before getting into your car. Roxanne had texted you that everything was going well, which you are glad to hear, and it certainly eased quite a lot of worry off of you.
In the store, you headed straight to the socks section and selected a few fuzzy socks that sure will keep the cold away. One is short with stripes of black and white, one long (thigh highs, you think they're called) with a sheep face printed at the top (it certainly felt 'woolly'), and a few others with bland colors that could go with anything with a grippy bottom so it'd help them balance.
You wanted to get them a fresh pair of clothes to wear while they stayed at the hospital, but Roxy had taken care of that part, and so you head instead to the section with hair accessories.
There, you grab hair ties (Sun will love those), and a detangler brush. Lastly, a downy washcloth to use along with a fluffy towel.
You pay for all and exit the store to go down the street to the nearest pharmacy after disposing of the bags in the car. There, you search for some gentle yet clarifying shampoo that should eliminate any grease (you knew Eclipse was in torture sitting with their hair like it was). Along with that, you got conditioner and baby gel—the latter chosen for its softness and the smell you knew the other would appreciate.
The next and last stop was a shop at the corner just down the street from the pharmacy. The little shop carried many accessories and trinkets, a place you visited before with your siblings, especially when wanting to buy a present.
The little bell rings when you enter and you head inside. The lights are warm and the chatter is minimal, with a few people wandering about. Sun and Moon, while liking flowers, won't want a flower that would wilt (you have checked on their two flowers growing in the backyard. Both are doing okay with the automatic sprinklers), so those were a no-go.
