~Chilled's POV~
"Mommy! I want this thing!" The small girl cries out as she tugs onto a small doll's arm, the small doll falling with the girl's touch and falling face first onto the floor. The mother turns to the small girl and smiles, despite her exhausted lo and bags under her eyes she manages to smile a sad smile that tells the entire store what she's going through, the pain of not being able to give her daughter what she wants. Before the mother leaves I try to cry out for somebody to notice the mother's pain and the daughter's tears but nobody hears, moving along just like everyday. God damn it, why can't I just move and speak like a normal person?
"Can I have this?" a man asks, pointing to me with large dark eyes and thick dark eyebrows. The cashier moves around the counter and shakes his head, patting me roughly on the head.
"Sorry, not for sale. Just our store mascot," Ze explains and the man nods in disappointment but happily talks about something else. Just a store mascot? Come on Ze, come up with some sort of cool story telling the store about how I'm actually a magical sack boy that can have thoughts and was cursed into this body so he could only be a mascot? Ze laughs happily from behind me and if I could physically sigh in frustration I would but he doesn't even notice my sack boy-form anger. Damn it Ze, pay attention to me more! The man leaves, giving Ze a friendly wave and walks out with his hands in his pockets, a nice guy with excellent taste. Maybe I'll talk to him and become friends later if Ze would fucking move me somewhere inconspicuous.
Ze happily sips at his warm coffee, sparing a glance towards me and tilts his head in my direction poking at the fabric at my cheek. He knows I'm angry, he just wants to tease me the motherfucker. As soon as the only customer leaves, leaving us in solitude with no other customers showing signs of entering, I charge at the man shining into human form.
"You fucker, you knew I was ready to come back!" I snap and he just laughs from underneath me, pushing me off and standing up but before he could take his coffee I snatch it from him and sip happily, ignoring the burning it causes to my tongue.
"Did I make you wait? Sorry cursed boy," he teases and I roll my eyes, sending him off to the back as I steal his coffee and watch the desk. That's right I'm fucking cursed, sometimes I turn into the small sack boy from Little Big Planet wearing an awesome fucking shirt. It's the worst feeling ever, especially when you don't even remember how exactly you got cursed nor by who. I have plenty theories, angering a witch while playing the game online or maybe just upsetting the gods with my crudeness so they made me what I loved so much. Now that I think about it it's not a short list of things I've done badly in my life. This curse has been placed on me for what seems like since I was a teen, don't remember exactly when but I'm pretty sure it was teenage years. Ze returns with three plushies in his arms which he places, one an exact replica of me in that form where I had been sitting since I refuse to not take watch in our shop.
Ze and I decided to set up this cute shop because why the hell not. Basically it was the easiest thing to do after getting all the training and a nice place to get away while Ze gets done his online classes and I just improve the shop without any real telling of when I can start getting serious about my life when I randomly turn into a doll at times. Now with enough experience I can tell several hours before turning but when I was a reckless teen I went through the awkwardest situations. Luckily Ze was there to help out since back in the day and he understood the strangeness of the curse I had placed on me, at least what we both called it since back then was a curse. I nearly give up at the thought of more customers coming when I notice a woman walk past outside holding hands with a smaller girl. Quickly I grab the doll on the counter and ignore Ze's questions as I jump over the counter and dash after the two girls before they disappeared but luckily they didn't move far.
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My Plushie (SeaChaos)
FanfictionA light, cute story that will be "shorter." Chilled has lived a large portion of his life holding a curse while Nanner has been having an entirely different curse: poverty...