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"Mother, really, this isn't neces-"

"Isn't necessary my foot. No grandbaby of mine is going to be raised without the essentials. Honestly, I don't see how you get by without them."

"Mother, please, can't we just-"

"Nope. Now come on!"

The spawn sighed in resignation as she was all but dragged along towards the store, the lighted sign proudly stating the name of the establishment: GameStop. Just before arriving there, Azubahiel had delivered news of her pregnancy to her mother, having no idea what-so-ever what can of worms she was opening. Her mother had turned into a flurry of energy; questions and concerns flying like angry hornets. And then, the chaotic thoughts focused on one thing: video games. And that's why 'Zuba found herself being dragged towards the store by her oh-so-enthusiastic mother. Apparently, her selection of video games was not up to par with her mother's standards.

Really, this wasn't necessary. She didn't deserve this special attention! The girl chuckled, shaking her head as she was tugged through the threshold, finding herself pulled towards the closest rack of video games.

"Alright. My grandbaby is going to need the essentials if they're going to be brought up right. So, I was thinking some Resident Evil, some Bioshock, a couple of the Silent Hill games..." The half elf trailed off, tapping her chin in thought. "Torn between Amnesia: The Dark Descent or Fatal Frame...both of them are really good games." The elf knelt down, rifling through the relatively untouched games at the bottom rack.

'Zuba's eyes widened a little. As much as she loved most of those games...they weren't exactly kid friendly. "Shouldn't we start with something more...basic? A little friendlier?" she suggested quietly, sighing as her mother made her answer clear by her lack of vocal response. She blinked, looking up as she noticed someone heading their way.

'Zuba paused before a small smile spread across her face. "Hello there." she greeted, her voice soft and friendly as she turned away from her mother to look at the boy. Not that her parent noticed or anything; she was too absorbed in picking out the right video games for her newest grandbaby. It was a hard decision to make, after all; there were so many essential games, each with their own unique lessons to teach! How was one supposed to choose?

The spawn offered the younger boy a smile, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. "My name's Azubahiel....'Zuba for short." she responded, bowing her head once. She then chuckled lightly, nodding. "Yes, it is a bit loud, isn't it?" she replied, glancing over at the noisemakers.

"Well, there are plenty of prettier names...Seth is a much better name my opinion," 'Zuba responded, giggling right along with the younger boy. She then paused, tapping her chin as she thought about her answer. "Well, they're enthusiastic over games, I suppose? It's hard to say." To be honest, she was wondering the same thing he was. After all, it wasn't the poor clerk's fault the truck was late...poor fellow.

The smile returned to 'Zuba's face at the boy's next question. "Of course not! They're are plenty of nonviolent games on the shelves....would you like me to show you some of them?" she offered. What a nice little boy; such a little sweetheart!

The young woman paused, thinking a moment. "That could be why. It can be very disappointing when something you've been waiting for gets delayed even longer." she reasoned, offering a smile. Mind you, she didn't agree with the man's reaction to said disappointment, but who was she to judge? People could be so odd sometimes...

The boy's enthusiasm drew out a light tinkling of laughter from the mother-to-be. She moved along the shelves, motioning the boy to follow as her eyes scanned the titles, searching. "Where is it...where is... here it is." 'Zuba smiled as she plucked the game off of the shelf, holding it out to the younger boy to inspect. "It's called Tetris. It's an old-school puzzle game. The gameplay is pretty simple, but pretty fun." Eyes went back to the shelves, looking again. "Have you ever heard of Pac-Man?"

'Zuba's eyes widened slightly at the boy's enthusiastic reaction. Slowly, a small giggle bubbled up, slowly growing into a happy, sunshiney laugh. “I'm glad you like it, Seth.” she said, her tone glowing. The boy's enthusiasm was infectious; she couldn't seem to get herself to stop smiling. Not that she'd want to stop, mind you.

The young woman knelt down, wincing as back popped in protest to the movement. Her eyes scanned the bottom shelf, narrowed in determination as she hunted. The predator could sense her prey close by, hidden among it's companions. Then, her sight locked on the hunted. Quick as a viper, her hand shot out, enclosing and ensnaring the game. A satisfied smile worked it's way onto her face, and she stood back up, trying to ignore her back as it cracked it's complaints. “Here it is: Pac Man. It's a maze game. You eat the little dots and food when it shows up, and you avoid the ghosts. Sometimes, you eat the ghosts too.” she explained, sure the boy would like this one too.