Mermaids exist? (Sander Sides)

Chapter nine

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*time skip

Janus, taking a deep breath before muttering: Zyler we are in public I will only ask once more that you stop putting every coffee mix you want to try in my cart.

He stops to take all the boxes out and push them into Zylers arms, swiftly grabbing the book that fell from the others head.

Janus: You are a grown man, act like it.

He puts the book on a shelf and drags him into the dairy isle.

Zyler: But Jaaaan!

Janus: Don't call me that.

Zyler, whining jokingly: Jan, you gotta relax stop being my mom and be my friend!

He grabs the chocolate milk from the store fridge and puts it in the cart, only getting a frustrated sigh since Janus was okay with this purchase. He had dumped all the coffee into someone cart while they passed by, so he grabbed Janus' arm.

Janus: We are co-workers Zyler, not friends.

He shakes him off, then continues down the isle, Zyler still following despite being slightly offended.

Zyler: Then explain me crashing on your couch!

Janus: Last night you got drunk at the bar when I gave into celebratory shots after work. So instead of driving you to your apartment as usual, I was forced by your drunken

state to be the responsible one and take you to my home, letting you stay in my living room.Zyler pouts at the factual story, then watches as Janus grabs a few strawberry yogurt cups and puts them in the cart.

Zyler: Well—

He would've continued to be a pain in Janus hadn't quickly grabbed his wrist, making him furrow his brow. He didn't speak though, as Janus tapped his wrist in a morse code phrase they both memorized. Their job was occasionally illegal, and last night was proof as much, so they agreed upon a phrase in case they were in public and possible in danger. Janus turned to him, in acting mode as he quietly spoke, smiling.

Janus: To the right there is someone who is on the phone and keeps glancing at us. They look well groomed and could possibly be police, a detective, or other such authority. You know what we did yesterday and why we need to be careful.

Zyler, nodding and acting normal while quietly replying: Okay, whats the plan if they're a cop?

Janus: No matter what they are, if they approach act normal unless they reveal they're authority. Abandon the cart if so and we split, running to an exit. We meet at my car and you'll drive. Zyler beamed, nodding excitedly. He knew what it meant for him to drive! He won't crash this time, he can't or they'll be screwed.

Janus adds a moment later, the two continuing to shop as if nothing happened: ... Imma probably the reason they're suspicious, so if I get caught you need to go anyways, you'll be able to evade them if they're busy with me.

Zyler faltered before  acting as if it was to grab some cool looking milk shake mix. He shows the mix, acting as if he was asking to get it.

Zyler: Are you stupid?? I'm not leaving you, they'll find me either way, my hair is pretty dang obvious and they'll be able to find your car plate and then me!Janus, firmly: Don't argue with me, Zyler. You know I'll be fine. I'd rather die than rat someone out.

He taps his cheek under his yellow eye, signifying to his past when he himself was ratted on.Janus: I would never.

Zyler sighed and gave in, cautiously glancing at the approaching stranger.

Zyler: Watch out.

He turned to put the mix back after whispering, the two continuing toward the chip isle while the person advanced. Finally, they must've gotten tired, and they pulled their police badge out.

Off Duty Police, yelling at the two: Police, stop!

Janus, yelling to Zyler as he pushed the cart back to tip over and get in the way: GO!

The two of the dart off in different directions, Zyler sparing a nervous look to Janus before focusing on running. He already had the keys, having slipped them from Janus' pocket already. He didn't try looking to see who was being followed, already knowing it would be Janus, the heterochromatic eyed one. He just hoped he was okay.And he was! For now. Janus pushed over a few displayed to slow down the cop, swearing to himself and apologizing to people he ran into as he ran into a crowd to try hiding. Where was the clothes? Maybe he could change...

Janus grabs some clothes, shoes whatever while running. He runs into the first dressing room he sees. Locking a stall he finally notices his surroundings.

Mom: So do you like it?

Smaller human: It's okay.

He sighs at the fact he's in a woman's dressing room. Slipping off his clothes he finds and puts on a dress. He changes his shoes and slips on a head band to make his hair better. Finding a purse and slipping it on he walks out of the dressing room sighing as he thinks about how Zlyer will react

Zyler reaches the car soon enough, having only gotten weird looks while running to it. He fidgets with the keys as he watches the exits, hoping Janus would be okay.Janus continued walking to the exit, catching a glimpse of the cop looking for him. He walks a little faster, staying casual. He'd made sure to rip all the tags off so he wouldnt beep at the exit, his old clothes in the purse so they cant take them and possibly ID him with a hair on the shirt or something.But unfortunately its not that easy, as he's tackled. The cop tries restraining him, but he lets out a female enough sounding scream, hitting him with the purse as people look in surprise.

OD Cop, arguing with someone who walked over: No, this is a suspect!

Stranger: Suspect my arse, get off that poor lady!

They yelp as Janus escapes, giving the cop a good smack with the purse in order to do so. He scrambles to his feet, then pushed past the crowd and ran to the exit.

Janus: OhmyGodthisistheworst.

He sees a few cops cars parking and quickly runs to his car, glancing back to thankfully see the cop wasn't outside.

Zyler looks to see Janus and lets out a relived sigh, then laughs: You look so dumb!J

anus, flipping him off: Shut up. Get in the car and hit it Zyler.They both get in, Janus getting in the back seat to quickly change back into his clothes as Zyler drives casually out of the lot and to the road. Before he could start speeding, Janus is changed and climbs into the passengers seat, buckling in just as Zyler hits the gas.

Janus, biting back a swear as he grabs the one ceiling handle cars have: At some point I'll need your lighter and we need to stop. I have gasoline in the trunk, we need to burn the clothes.

Zyler: Dramatic much?

Janus swats his arm.

Zyler, laughing: Calm down! We evaded him okay? I have to get—

Janus: At least a few miles out, I know.With that

Zyler speeds through roads and onto a highway, hearing sirens. Guess it'll be a bit before they burn those clothes in the back, huh?