Dog Days

Shipping, er, SHOPPING

Been a little while since I worked on this, and I'm sorry for that. I've been on a trip all week, or else I probably would have written a little more.

Anyways, I'm probably writing most of this on the busride home if my phone battery holds up.

Update: Nope, that didn't happen. I'm writing this in my own bed.

Song of the day is That Green Gentleman by Panic! at the Disco. I JUST GOT THE PRETTY. ODD. ALBUM ON VINYL AND IT'S THE MOST BEAUTIFUL THING.

"Gabe, please don't," Sam groaned, putting a hand over his face.

Gabe ignored him, continuing to skip and jump down the giant halls of the mall. There was barely anyone around, with kids being in school and most adults working elsewhere, but Sam still felt awkward when the odd person out turned and gave them looks.

"So we sort of looked at Hot Topic, but not really, so we'll get to that before we leave," Gabe said as they continued. "Where should we go?"

"Well, the author is planning on interjecting, referencing, shipping, and trying to make this chapter pretty long," listed Sam, "so we should visit everything and anything."

Gabe nodded. "I love it when a plan comes together." He grinned.

Sam rolled his eyes. "Just pick your store."

The two of them went to the directory. According to Gabe, they needed to stop at FYE, Vintage, Sephora, Victoria's Secret, Sweet Tooth Fairy, Hot Topic (again), Spencer's (*author shudders*), Dante's, and Claire's. And hey, only two of those stores are made up.

Author-Gabe is so stressed and so done with everything that she's going to make this the longest update she's ever put out. She quickly warns against the wall breaks, references, and overall bullshit that's about to go down.

Firstly, they would go to FYE. Gabe's eyes were like saucers as he found CD after CD, vinyl after vinyl. He ended up buying strings of audio lights, vowing that they'd go up around the house.

The lady that checked them out gave them (pretty) odd looks. Sam, who was starting to loosen up, had looked down at himself after noticing this and stated to his friend, "Maybe it's just my hair."

Gabe was proud.

Next was Vintage. This one had bunches of old things. Sam found a case of clip on earrings. With a devilish grin, he brought Gabe over.

"What did you find, Sambo?" the man chirped.

Sam just laughed and clipped the huge things on him, pushing him to the mirror. Gabe gasped. "I. Look. Fabulous!" he declared.

Well, Sam couldn't disagree. Gabe always looked hot, so fabulous was just a given.

Er...

Gabe wasn't hot. Nope.

After that was Spencer's. Sam had heard of this awful place before, been informed of the dreaded back section.

He prepared himself for his worst nightmares. He braced himself for all that the store could possibly throw at him.

It wasn't the dreaded "back of the store" that got to him, nor was it the vulgar shirts or the random weird items a teen boy would have a fit over.

In the end, the thing that got him to scream and run was Gabe putting on a leprechaun mask.

That one didn't exactly need to be mentioned. Gabe had a laughing fit over the ordeal, while Sam simply went red and looked away.

In Dante's, they tried heaps of fancy Italian sweets. Gabriel claimed the macaroons made in here were ten times better than any of the French ones he'd tried.