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Post by Lucy on Mar 16, 2014 0:35:41 GMT -8
Ran beamed. "Hey, it's the least I can do for some poor kid who died and went to Heck. The contract can't exactly be a symbiotic relationship if I just feed off of you without giving anything in return." He led the boy through twisted roads until they finally reached one with a sign reading Deer's Blood St. A large store with a sign reading "MERL'S SUPERMARKET" sat about halfway down the street. "Alright, let's go!" the demon said cheerfully, heading towards it.
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Post by Alesia on Mar 16, 2014 1:59:19 GMT -8
Silas followed closely behind Ran into the store. There were rows of metal shopping carts located next to a few vending machines and crane games near the entrance. "I'll go grab a cart." Silas pointed a thumb in the direction of the shopping carts to Ran and made his way over to them. Soon after, Silas was rolling up to Ran, leaning torso on the cart with a foot on a lower part of the cart and the other pushing him forward.
While they were browsing, a particular item caught Silas's eye in the snack aisle. "Are those..doritos?" His eyes widened at the junk food like a toddler in a toy store. He picked up the bag to examine it further. It had the same exact picture as the bags of doritos back in the human realm, but the chips weren't called 'Doritos', they were labeled as 'Cheddar Trianglez'. "Ran, we have to buy these. 10 bags of these-- no, 20. 20 bags of these. Right now." Though the name was different, Silas didn't think that they'd taste any different either.
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Post by Lucy on Mar 16, 2014 10:32:52 GMT -8
"Would you like to try to carry twenty bags of chips home, ALONG with your clothes, futon, and other food?" Ran asked. "You don't even know what they taste like, you might hate them. We can get ONE bag." He picked up said bag from the shelf and added it to the shopping cart, which contained some funny-looking fruits and vegetables, blue milk, purple sandwich meat, eggs with scaly looking shells, and relievingly normal looking bread.
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Post by Alesia on Mar 16, 2014 21:28:41 GMT -8
Silas pouted. "But just in case I do like them I should at least have a back up!" He whined, still holding the bag of cheddar trianglez in his hands. Suddenly, something about what Ran had said a few moments prior had clicked in his head, and it was starting to sound like Ran had no intention of giving him a hand in carrying anything back to the apartment. "Wait, wait, wait..you don't plan on holding anything when we get this shit in bags??" Silas narrowed his eyes at him, an eyebrow slightly twitching.
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Post by Lucy on Mar 16, 2014 21:51:49 GMT -8
"I don't do heavy lifting," Ran sniffed, crossing his arms and raising his chin. "I guess I can carry your clothes for you since they don't weigh that much, but have you seen how much food they try to cram into one grocery bag? That shit's heavy! And you're on your own with the futon." Noticing Silas's expression, he added, "Hey, aren't YOU supposed to be the tough fighter guy here? I'm just the guy who gives you your magic. I'm delicate!"
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Post by Alesia on Mar 17, 2014 14:09:04 GMT -8
"Well, excuse me but it's honestly a little HARD trying to feel like a 'tough fighter guy' when I need a goddamn KISS to transform into a magical boy in a SKIRT." Silas retorted, tossing the bag of chips back onto the shelf. "Putting that aside, we have enough food now, right? Lets go get a futon." He said and hopped on the front of the shopping cart and held on by the sides. "Push me. It's the least you can do since I'm going to be doing the heavy lifting."
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Post by Lucy on Mar 19, 2014 21:28:43 GMT -8
"Hey, YOU'RE the one that chose the skirt, not me," Ran reminded him. "And why the hell should I push you? You're not five." Still, he grudgingly began to push the cart down the aisle to the furniture section. "You're heavy as fuck, you know."
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Post by Alesia on Mar 20, 2014 0:12:57 GMT -8
"Yeah, I'm five. Five inches deep inside your mom. Now less complaining and more pushing." Silas said and stuck out his tongue at the demon.
When they reached the furniture aisle, Silas stepped away from the cart and looked at the array of futons being displayed near couches and beds. His jaw slowly dropped at the luxury king sized futon being prominently displayed in front of all of the cheaper futons behind it. "Ran. This is one. This is the bed that made specifically for me. The bed bards across the world have been singing about for decades." He said, walking up to the display and gently caressing it as if it were some ancient artifact.
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Post by Lucy on Mar 31, 2014 21:55:14 GMT -8
"Nope. Too big to fit in the room. And it's too expensive," Ran said flatly, picking up a normal rolled-up futon and chucking it at Silas. "If you can get enough money to get a bigger house then feel free to buy it for yourself. Now come on, we've got everything now, it's time to head back." He started pushing the cart towards the checkout stand, not waiting for Silas.
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Post by Alesia on Apr 1, 2014 1:24:56 GMT -8
The sparkle in Silas's eyes faded as he caught the futon that was thrown at him. "Why'd I have to make a contract with a financially unstable demon..?" He muttered to himself, following behind Ran and sulking.
((idk what to say next))
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Post by Lucy on Apr 1, 2014 16:22:44 GMT -8
Ran got in line for the register and checked the shopping cart one more time to make sure they had everything they needed. He didn't notice the two people, a beefy pinkish demon with large, curling horns and the teal winged demon girl he had his arm around, that were in front of them. The pinkish demon caught a glance of Ran out of the corner of his eye and turned around.
"Randi, izzat you?" he said, breaking into an unbelieving smile. "Aw man, it's been a while, huh?"
Ran stared, racking his brain for some sort of recognition. The teal demon pouted.
"What, you don't remember us? You're the reason we're together in the first place!" she said, sounding disappointed.
"Uh..." Ran glanced back at Silas, as if hoping that would somehow jog his memory.
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Post by Alesia on Apr 1, 2014 20:17:13 GMT -8
Silas shifted his eyes from Ran to the two demons a few times with the same clueless expression as Ran. He shuffled closer over to Ran. "Do you know these guys or..?" He said in a hushed tone.
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Post by Lucy on Apr 1, 2014 21:12:52 GMT -8
The pink demon slung his arm around Ran's shoulder and whispered something in his ear. "O-oh!" Ran said, blinking. "Now I remember. Fafner and... Tamilia, right? Haha, crazy times..." He looked back and forth between the two. "But, uh, how did I get you together? You were a few weeks apart, if I recall correctly... Unless I got dead drunk and we had a threesome I don't remember."
Fafner laughed heartily and slapped Ran on the back. "Tam and were hanging around at a bar with nothing else to do and somehow got to talking about you. It was a heck of a story trade," he said, wiggling his eyebrows slyly. "And speaking of threesome, if you wanted to, I certainly wouldn't mind having another piece of that ass," he added teasingly. The teal demon, Tamilia, nodded eagerly.
Ran laughed nervously. "Believe me, I'd love to, but I uh... You see, I've got this contract now..." he said, scratching his head. Tamilia caught sight of Silas. "Ooh, a human? How cute!" she squealed. "So he's your new main squeeze, huh? Talk about lucky!"
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Post by Alesia on Apr 2, 2014 1:31:07 GMT -8
Silas flushed at Tamilia's assumption. "Oh god-- no. We're NOTHING more than contracted partners. I don't plan on crossing that threshold either, to be honest." He looked over at Ran for confirmation. "Right, Ran?"
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Post by Lucy on Apr 2, 2014 15:17:00 GMT -8
"Weeell, you know I wouldn't be against it," Ran said, twiddling his fingers awkwardly. "But I wouldn't do anything you don't want to do."
Tamilia leaned close to Silas and whispered to him behind her hand, "You should take advantage of having him all to yourself. Most people only get the chance to be with a 'cubus a few times in their lives, and never with the same one twice. They don't like to stick around." The cashier finished bagging the couple's items, and Fafner turned to pay for them. Ran began loading their groceries onto the conveyer-belt counter.
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