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 Posted: Sun Nov 15, 2009 5:47 pm
Why is it Christmas already?, was pretty much the only thing going in Toby's mind at this point. Granted, as he had been waiting for his mom to arrive - who was late or absent yet again - for the past hour, the thought of it being Christmas already was actually the fifth of it's kind to have rotated in his brain for the duration of. And once again he stared over at the Hallmark Thanksgiving Turkey that seemed awfully out of place with Santa right next to it, shaking his head. What was next, candycane stuffing?
Toby had a love-hate relationship with malls. During Halloween, the lack of Holiday tidings seemed to minimise whatever time he was obligated to his one side of the family: but come Christmas or Christgiving, maybe Thanksmas, it was all about 'giving'.
Or recieving, he finally concluded, flopping back to one of the benches with a sigh. Figures she would be too busy to show up anyway. He pondered just going home then and there, all would-be "shopping" spirit quelled in his rather bad mood, and rising.
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Posted: Sun Nov 15, 2009 5:50 pm
Such a wonderful time of year this was. It felt as if the whole city was just a sleeping timebomb preparing for the festivities to come. Garlands hung from wndowsills and fake snow seemed to stir up her allergies when it was blown aroun from wind gusts. Lights seemed to shine from area's all arund while the smells of cooking food filled the walkways.
Beth had chosen this very day to go shopping with a classmate of hers. Tis the season as they say, or in this case the early bird catches the worm. Standing outside a building in a light pink knee length fur lined coat, Beth waited and waited. Her friend normally was late but this was a bit intense. An hour late? She was normally only 15 minutes or so.
As if her thoughts could be heard like a siren of seagulls after a piece of bread, her cellphones familiar tune gave away that she would be alone on todays escapades. Well darn christmas shopping was no fun alone! Making a resolve she flipped open her multicolored phone and dialed more numbers in her address book.
Only to be met with failure.
Seemed like no one was available....until she noticed out of the corner of her eye someone she knew, not very well but beggars cant be choosers! Skipping over she didnt bother to wait for his reaction. Grinning she looped her arm inside his "long time no see!"
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Posted: Sun Nov 15, 2009 7:33 pm
Toby rolled his eyes. "Took you long enough mom," he retorted, immediately disengaging himself from the other due to 'motherly cooties'. "I'm surprised you came at-"
Only, it wasn't really his mom. Unless she had suddenly gotten thirty years younger and bleached her hair a shocking red. She seemed rather familiar, actually, but for some reason Toby just could not put a name to the face. Maybe someone from school? Oh god, it wasn't that girl he had accidentally spilt chemicals on in the lab last week was it?
Horrified, he stared at the other, wondering what she possibly could want. "I-i-it was an accident!" He began, all but whimpering. "Please dont have your girl friends beat me up, I really didn't know that hydrogen didn't go well with fire!"
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Posted: Sun Nov 15, 2009 7:40 pm
Tugging on the arm, or at least starting to, She soon felt resistance and turned to eye the green eyed kid. What? He thought he had spilt something on her? Did they ve have a class together? She searched the dust bunny filled corners of her memory and was drawing a blank.
She snorted softly. Beths snort soon turned to giggles that started off soft but soon grew louder with every word spoken. Yes it was rather rude to laugh at Toby while he whimpered about some girl... But she was rather amused by his faltering memory.
"Nooo silly! You really don't remember me?" as if on cue she pulled out a necklace made with the same color and style of beads that Toby had stolen from her previously. It was one of those convenient coincidences that kept a plot going that she chose to wear that particular necklace today.
She tugged a little more on his arm.
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Posted: Sun Nov 15, 2009 7:45 pm
Oh phew, he wasn't going to die after all. Toby relaxed for a second, nodding as she pulled out the beads.
Beads.
Beads.
The word echoed a little longer in his head before it sunk in entirely.
Hello, my name is Toby. I am fifteen and today, I am going to be abducted by an alien.
"Eeeeeeeeaaaaah!!" He began, doing the someone-is-touching-me evasive dance. "How um, nice to meet you. You look GREAT. Yeah, so great you wouldn't really want to hang out with little ole useless me right?"
He gave her a meaningful look, which was supposed to telepathically transmit to her "Please do not abduct me". Darnit, Toby should have taken those online telepathy lessons a little more seriously.
Ok, focus one thing at a time, first on WHY she was here. Gulp. "So," he tried, as casually as one could before knowing that they were going to be inspected and prodded by creatures from another dimension. "What brings you to a perfectly normal mall to meet your perfectly normal and boring classmate?"
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Posted: Sun Nov 15, 2009 7:57 pm
This, was not the reaction she was expecting! Giving her own exasperated little squeak she let go of his arm and jumped behind his back- was their something scary around!? Clinging to his back she peeked around so silently that a ninja would have been proud. All she noticed was that the only 'scary' thing around was the looks the adults gave the duo of teenagers.
Well, that's embarrassing.
Blushing softly she came out from behind her hiding place. She was still wary though... If he didnt see something scary, then what made him scream that way? Was it something she said?
If humans had thought bubbles visible over their heads, Beths would currently consist of nothing but question marks and period dots. He was acting so strangely!
"Well... I was originally waiting on a friend but she was a hour late and ended up calling to cancel... We were going to get ahead on some Christmas shopping early." she did a slight pouty face. "I hate shopping alone...." she eyed him then. Her innocence seemed to radiate off her in waves.
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Posted: Sun Nov 15, 2009 8:05 pm
Oh god oh god oh god, was she THREATENING him? He thought he was going to loose all control of his bladder (and other internal organs) at the expression she was giving him: it clearly had The Look written all over it.
Well, to any passerby it looked like she was wondering what the heck this loony was implying, but in Toby Vision, it was clearly the look of a fierce and vicious predator. He knew better than to trust girls, considering the last Cupcake Fiasco he got into.
"Um... I..." he licked his lips, tongue feeling extraordinarily dry. Oh crap, if he said no, then he was just shortening his immediate death! At least 'shopping' with her, he could try to make a clean getaway. Yeah, they could go into a busy store and he would be gone faster than she could say "I come in peace" (haha yeah right). "Ok, sure, yeah I have nothing much to do too." He tried his best to force a somewhat-watery smile on his face, one eyelid twitching nervously. "Um... where did you have in mind?"
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Posted: Sun Nov 15, 2009 8:41 pm
Her child-like grin spread further across her features as she heard the words she waited for. Gleeeee she had a shopping partner!
All awkwardness from before was now washed away by the thought of what she needed to buy. Today wasn't her -only- day she could buy presents but hey! She could put a nice dent into her shopping list.
One of the things she had issues remembering was who to get what or even... Sometimes who she wanted to gift things too. It wasn't uncommon for beth to pick up a spare gift or two jut in case she forgot someone. Plus if worse came to worse, she would gift more than one thing to someone so thoe spare gifts never went to waste.
"Nothing really..." she mused- mentally organizing todays schedule. "Lets start here!" she once again did not wait for Toby- she insisted on dragging the poor boy around...literally.
First stop was a clothing store- a middle price ranged female clothing store with light purple walls and a constant faint scent of lavender around. Letting go of his arm she dumped him into the section with a wide array of shirts in all colors. "hmmm..." she held one up and examined it. "do you think this would match someone with blue eyes?"
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Posted: Sun Nov 15, 2009 9:27 pm
Despite being dragged, Toby tried his best not to protest, as a show of resistence would only lead to potentially more hostility. He walked into The Abyss without even a single word, trying his best to keep a neutral smile on his face. Bright multi-coloured shirts plagued his vision for a second before he finally un-distracted himself long enough to look around for any potential exits. Experimentally, he tested his arm: that fool of an girl - well, alien girl - had actually let go of him! Resisting the urge to shout with glee, he made exactly one step away from her before he was nearly shoved in the face with a sweater.
A blue sweater, with what seemed like the most horrid combination of neon green and purple spots on it. Toby looked from the sweater, to the exit (behind another table of shirts on sale, which were incidentally better looking than the one Beth was holding up). "Um," he began, looking from girl holding sweater, to exit to sweater. "Uh..."
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Posted: Tue Nov 17, 2009 10:08 am
Holding the shirt up still- her curiosity quickly changed to yet another childish pouty look. He didnt like the shirt? Flipping it around she inspected it herself. Normally Beth was pretty good at choosing fashionable items...
Oh wait, ew. Taking the shirt as a whole she noticed the horrible spots that the store had hidden under the fold of the sweater. The spots on it completely trashed the pretty blue sweater, why could she not rip off the spots and make the whole sweater a single color? No wonder the staff here folded them this way- to attract unsuspecting victims like herself.
Placing the sweater back down with a inward twitch- she soon followed Tobys gaze. She totally mistook his looking at the exit for him looking at the rack of other shirts. Once again grabbing his arm- she hauled him towards the exit. Workers in the shop looked appalled... thinking she was leaving the store without anything.
If only Toby was that lucky.
As soon as they neared the exit- she veered away and stopped before the new clothing selection. With a twinkle in her eye- she grabbed a pretty pastel green shirt and held it up against Toby. "This would look amazing on you!" Ignoring the fact that this was a -womans- store.
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Posted: Tue Nov 17, 2009 10:18 am
He beamed for a second, she sure knew his colour well! "Yes that's my favourite co-"
Wait a second.
"Um." If this were an anime, maybe he would have sweatdropped at this point. "Aren't we in a ladies clothing store?" Alien or not, he, like any other teenage boy, was always quick to be defensive about his masculinity (or sometimes really, lack thereof). He made a face. "There's no way I'll be caught dead in that!" Right, that's why his hand was stroking the soft fabric material.
Glaring at the awry hand, the one that was not compromised, he stuffed it back in his pocket, giving the sweater a look that was supposed to say 'why do you exist' but seemed to interpret to the closest passerby, who was chuckling amusedly at the "two young lovebirds" (oh, little did she know...), 'This would look amazing on me'.
Instead, he chanced a topic change, trying to find something closer to the words Must Leave and Quickly. "So um, what ali- errrr, you do in your spare time anyway?" She really wasn't that bad looking, once you got over the alien thing. If one ever did get over the alien thing. He briefly wondered what alien babies would look like.
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Posted: Thu Nov 19, 2009 11:07 pm
"You tootaalllyyy need to buy this!" Beth continued on- totally ignoring the fact it was a womans shirt. The guy looked like he could pull it off- ok! He was as skinny as a girl anyways. Taking the sweater- she tossed it over one shoulder and made a vow to buy it for him. It will be his. She didnt really care if he said he'd never wear it.
"Wha-" She flailed around at the 'young lovebirds' comment- a blush furious on her face. "We are not lovebirds!" She cried out a little too loud- gaining a few more curious stares. Toby was a nice friend but... just a little bit weird. At least he liked shopping!
Grabbing another sweater quickly- she dragged him over towards the counter so she could purchase the two items. That's two people off her list.
"I draw a lot, and i enjoy to sew now and then. Mostly i just wander around town though.." She didnt go into more details than that- wandering around could be perceived as just her shopping or hanging out with friends. "What about you, toby?"
Now that she paid for the sweater- the flung the bag with it inside at him. "Merry christmas!"
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Posted: Fri Nov 20, 2009 10:22 am
Prior to the sweater flinging, he was getting rather perplexed. Aliens could sew?! He opened his mouth to ask, really, what ELSE she did in her spare time (hint hint, nudge nudge), when he was literally hit in the face with a shopping bag.
Granted, the bag didn't hurt, and maybe in some countries (or, other planets), this was considered customary, but it took Toby more than just a second to figure out what had happened. Said lightweight bag had bounced off him and fallen right at his feet, staring at him innocently. He stared at it, then back at her, and then at the bag again, before slowly picking it up. What did it have to do with Christma- oooooooh.
Oh man. Suddenly feeling very vulnerable and awkward at the random act of kindness, he pointed to the bag and then at her. "Wait.. this...?" Briefly, he peered into the bag, at the amazingly resplendent lime-green sweater that would have put anyone else who wasn't Toby to shame, ".... is this...?" Though the sentence wasn't completed, he pointed from the sweater to him, actions thankfully speaking more efficiently than his words, or lack thereof.
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Posted: Mon Nov 23, 2009 1:28 pm
"Silly! Cant you see its a sweater?" The look he was giving her might have been a look of dumbfound- but she took it as a compliment. He seemed to like what she got him, afterall he was speachless over it. "It matches your eyes."
She didnt understand why it was such a bad thing to buy girl clothing for boys. Girls wore boy clothing all the time... The sweater after all was something both genders would wear- it didnt have anything girly on it at all. She was at least nice and didnt pick up the floral print one...
"Merry christmas" She repeated- giving her best smile.
That cute little moment was short lived though- she had once again grabbed his wrist to go back out another store. The next one was- a game store.
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Posted: Thu Nov 26, 2009 1:44 pm
He was still quite stunned by the random act of kindness (Christmas or not) that he was more-or-less silent all the way until the next store. Only then did his wits finally manage to catch up to him, and he might have worded out a small, wheezy "Thank you," if one had really fine hearing.
Toby left a mental note to himself to 'fix up' the shirt when he got home: it was just going to be perfect with that black dye he had sto-errr borrowed from someone's jacket pocket accidentally with their wallet.
A strange beeping sound interrupted him from whatever other sweater-vandalizing thoughts he might have hard. Startled, Toby finally got a good look at the game store, and blinked. What was an alien doing in a video game store?
The beeping, strange electronic music had come from a nearby demo of the latest "Guitar Band" disc to be released: though currently it was just streaming music and unoccupied. He eyed it curiously, for a second forgetting that he was currently being held captive by certain alien females from other planets. Right, crap.
She had to be doing this to distract him, softening him up so that he would be caught unaware. Another thought occurred to him: maybe they were a benign alien species? Toby debated on the thought, licking his lips nervously, his free hand clenching the handle of the bag with a lot more vigour than needed. "So, ah, do you celebrate Christmas where you're from and stuff?"
That's right, keep it subtle, indirect. He was going to fish out an answer from her eventually and then unmask her secret!
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