~Nanners' POV~
"I'm warning you Nanners, no theft from this place at the very least," Gassy orders me with the most serious face I think I've ever seen on him before. This serious expression, rather than make me want to steal even more like it usually would, only makes me curious as to who it is that Gassy cares this much about. When deciding where to go he mentioned he knew a couple of people here, which was a major feature of this place which made it win as we could have some knowledge to the place and receive a warm welcome. Still, it makes me curious who could crack the GassyMexican so that he would go as far to warn me twice.
"Gassy!" A voice comes as soon as Gassy opens the glass door to the small looking shop and a smaller man goes into a short embrace with Gassy. I slip in through the bromance and glance around the shop, just a simple small store with all sorts of small toys for children. There's nothing that seems worthy to steal here, luckily for me since I don't have the desire itching at my slippery hands. Finding nothing of interest I turn back to the group and see the small brown haired man smile and talking happily with Gassy, his light eyes shining and a cute smile complimenting his face. Gassy motions towards me and I finally start listening in to the conversation.
"This is Nanners...don't trust him," Gassy states simply making the man look confused but Gassy waves it off luckily. No need to bring that reputation here Gassy. An old man is also beside the young man, staring at Gassy with a friendly smile like anybody would expect out of a movie, the friendly old man who welcomes you to the neighborhood. Maybe that's what he's here to do, that's actually be nice to get a handle on how things are run around here, it'll definitely make things easier for me to steal.
"This is Ze, a good old friend," Gassy finally announces for us other three who have remained clueless to the cute guy. Ze smiles and waves to us but Gassy glances around Ze seeming a bit confused. "Where's Chilled? I thought he's be here." Ze hesitates and scratches at the back of his head seeming a bit nervous. Glancing over at the old man he seems just as curious as Gassy is so only Ze must know something.
"I don't know, probably slept too much again. Anyways this is Mr. Pennington and..." He begins spilling out a lot of information about how the old guy is the one who did this and that with the town so I just channel out and begin to pace around the shop, aware that Gassy has a third eye on me at all times. There isn't anything really I find the need to steal, just a lot of little knick knacks I look at twice because they seem interesting. By the cashier I consider looking through a brown plushie sits with a white and red shirt I smirk at. Is it from...Little Big Planet was it? Curious I pick the little plushie up, holding it high and holding it at eye level, looking into the black eyes that have a white shine. I gently put him back down on the counter, patting its soft head.
I wonder where a shop like this could have gotten such a unique plushie, well I suppose anybody could make a sack boy because it's a popular figure but it's shirt with the zipper is interesting. My fingers pinch on its small soft hand and lift the arm slowly, running my finger down the arm almost searching for any sort of expensive object on the inside. There has to be a reason that this plushie out of every other one catches my eye, and I'm aware things that catch my eye is either valuable or I'm simply attracted to it. My hands wrap around it again, about to squeeze the small plushie to feel if anything hard could be inside but before I could Ze's voice stops me.
"Oh that's the shop's mascot, Chilled's idea," Ze explains, walking over to me and taking the small plushie away from me while looking at the little thing's face. "He keeps trying to convince people that it's haunted or something since everyone finds something off in it but he still likes keeping it around. Quite the ugly looking thing..." He chuckles at it's face for some reason and although I feel like I'm missing some of his humor I chuckle and nod.
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My Plushie (SeaChaos)
FanficA 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...