The Tattoo That Started It All (MGK Fan Fiction)

Chapter 12

After an hour or two of tunnel vision and loud music, I take the exit I needed and started driving towards the store. I pull up in front of the store, turn off the car and turn down the music, then turn my body to look at both Colson and Ash. They're both so engrossed in their phones that they don't even noticed that we had stopped.

"Either of you want to come in or are your phones better company?" They both sort of jump.

"I guess I'll go in." Ash says, clearly still upset.

"Me too." Colson says. He opens the door and get out of the car. I do the same.

"The usual?" Ash as he climbs out of the car.

"Yeah. I've got some extra stuff to get so just do your thing while I adventure."

"Okie." We all walk in the warehouse type store. Ash says hi to the cashier while I start browsing the products. I was about to grab a palette when someone walks up next to me.

"I figured you needed this."

I jump and look that the terrifying person standing next to me. It's Colson, of course. "Holy shit. You're like a fucking ninja."

He laughs and hands me the shopping basket that he was holding. "Mission completed." I grab the basket from him. "Anyway, what's on the shopping list?"

"There is no list. I'm just kind of browsing." I grab a few different makeup pallets and toss them in the basket.

"Hmm sounds like a normal shopping trip."

"As if." We both laugh. We walk through the aisles together, grabbing random stuff. Eventually we come across Ash, who is practically juggling everything in his hands.

"Need some help there bud?" Ash peeks at me from behind a box.

"Oh thank god." He walks towards us and drops everything in his arms in the basket, dropping a few things on the floor in the process.

"You're welcome." I say when a sudden idea comes to mind. I turn to Ash, "Do you remember those sculpting classes we took?"

"The ones I epically failed at?"

I laugh. "Yeah, those ones."

"Sorta. I only really got the casting stuff."

"Good. That's the only part I didn't get." Looking over at Colson, who has the most confused look on his face ever, I say "How much can you carry weight-wise?"

He snaps out of his little confused trance. "Quite a bit, why?"

"Follow me. You too, Ash. We're going all out this year." I start walking away from them. Ash and Colson reluctantly follow.