Foreign Kids Oneshots

Pocket and Estella

The pet store. The one place that Estella ever dreaded to visit, and especially with none other than her cousin of all people. Perhaps she would have let him go off alone, or even with Philip by his side, but Pocket wanted 'Family bonding time' with her.

She watched him as he looked around all of the different cages, all of the animals, and more specifically, rabbits. While Estella had never been much of an animal person, Pocket had a soft spot for the things. He found-most- of them cute and fuzzy, while Estella simply.. didn't.

" Herbert, you fool, are you done gawking at the animals yet? I've places to go, you know. " She complained, checking her phone for the time before sliding it into her purse.

" Oh, but, Estella, come look how pretty the ducklings are! " He'd insist, pointing towards one of the smaller cages, before returning to look at them. " They're very adorable. "

Estella rolled her eyes, having no choice but to follow along. She looked into the cages, noticing a smaller one open it's eyes and uncurl out of it's sleeping position.
 " Look, this one's looking at you! " Pocket beamed.

 " As if it weren't obvious, " She scoffed, crossing her arms.
" Get your rabbits so that we may leave. "

" You know, we wouldn't have to be here if you stopped killing them. "

" I wouldn't have to if you didn't keep bringing them home. "

The two went on bickering for a little while before leaving the isle, before being quickly interrupted by the quack of the ducks. Pocket rushed back to go see what it needs, and to help it out, while Estella impatiently tapped her foot on the ground.

" Hurry up, you dead from the neck up shitpouch. " She quickly hissed, raising an eyebrow at his attempts to calm the animal.

" Estella, i think it may want you. " He concluded after a moment, turning to look at her.

" Me? Really? " She groaned and headed towards the cage, looking down at the duck before it stopped with it's noises.
 " I think it's imprinted on you. " Pocket laughed,
" We have to take it back now. "

She groaned and grabbed the cage, yanking it to her side. " Right.. " She sighed, quickly setting out to find where the rabbits were.
" What are you going to name it? " Pocket grinned, following shortly behind her with a tub of bird seed.

" I'm not. " She rolled her eyes, shifting her grip so that her purse would fit over her shoulder properly.
" Oh, but you must! " He insisted, looking down at her.

Estella groaned and shook her head, waiting for Pocket to pick out his rabbits. He went on to look at the cages, all of the different colors, sizes, shapes. " I'll let Gregory name it, Then. " She claimed.

After a while, Pocket finally managed to pick out only three of them, and the two left the store.

 Parting ways, both waved their farewell and went off to their homes.