Jarida Drabbles

Unpredictably Predicable [store date]

His smirk was bothering her.

His challenging blue eyes were bothering her.

His white hair was bothering her.

He was bothering her!

Merida DunBroch was absolutely sure that if she didn't work at that store, she would've already punched his (attractive) face.

She knew exactly when he had arrived, since every time he came, the women in the store (both costumers and workers) would cause a ruckus. Still, she just ignored him and kept working, as usual.

And of course, also as usual, he came to her.

She was behind the counter, minding her own business while folding the new winter pieces for stock, when his shadow loomed over her.

"Can you help me, sweetheart?" he asked, and she could hear the smirk in his voice.

The fat no was at the tip of her tongue, and if Rapunzel hadn't trained her, she would've had said it right away.

He knew that she couldn't say no. Not only was he a costumer (a valuable, rich one at that) he was also the grandson of the owner. And even though North was an amazing person that would probably side with her in case she scrubbed the floor with his grandson, he was not the only one with the power of firing her.

Ana Ferry also had that power, and she was a Jackson Overland fan.

"Yes, sir" she had answered while looking at his clear blue eyes.

And then there she was, 'helping' him shop for his future date.

"So I was thinking... a short dress." He said the minute they stepped into the dress section of the store. He had opened his arms as if he was presenting a grand idea, and Merida just rolled her eyes at him.

Of course you do.

"She has amazing legs, I'll tell you." He said while looking at a short black party dress. "Hum, this one looks good. What do you think?"

Merida sighed. He was moron, but this was her job, and she hated doing half assed things. So she would do this, and she would do this right. And then rubbed it on Ana's face. Yeah, that's a good plan.

"First of all, where are you taking her?" She asked while stepping besides him, to take a better look at the dress.

He looked at her. "I don't know yet."

She released the dress, and turned to him. "You can't pick a dress without knowing where to go," at least, that's what Rapunzel told me. "This one here," she picked the black dress that first caught his attention, "is perfect for a club party, but in a fancy restaurant it would be highly inappropriate. Too short and too open."

"That's why it's the perfect dress." He said smirking at her. She rolled her eyes again and returned the dress to the hanger. "Well, I think that she would hate going to a fancy restaurant but partying doesn't seem to be her thing too."

She just stood there watching him with a bored look on her face. When he turned expectantly at her she just raised an eyebrow.

What?

"What? You don't expect me to help you with that too, do you?"

"Well, why not? You are a woman, aren't you?" he said, once again smirking. His eyes seemed to be screaming challenge and she just glared at him.

"Fine. Take her to see a cheesy movie." She said as she walked to the far end of the section where the more casual dresses were. "That should make her like you."