Shopping

[delouser]

*Backdated to before christmas*

Dorothy can be seen talking to a shopkeeper in a store.

Do you have this in black? *She holds a tie.*

Miss, the only black tie we have is for funeral. *The shopkeeper replies.*

Don't worry, this is for someone with a lousy taste.

*She then notices that you're there. She greets you with her usual blank expression*

Hello. Are you shopping as well?

Comments

[jianai]

Ah, Dorothy. Hello!

[Look, it's another louse, with a head scarf wrapped around to hide its horns.]

Just looking at bits and bobs, really. Are you buying a present for someone?

[delouser]

Yes.

[jianai]

Ohh? Who is it, then?

[delouser]

A certain louse.

[sang_av_helten]

Meow.

[No. Skald didn't actually meow. He SAID the word meow. As if he was really annoyed with having to pretend to be an ordinary cat. He also had a collar and a piece of paper shoved into said collar.]

[delouser]

Look. A cat.

Are you lost cat?

*Dorothy pets the cat and looks at the piece of paper*

[jianai]

And yet the louse is getting a holiday present! Do you know what to get it?

[sang_av_helten]

Meow.

[Another deadpan grumbled out meow. The paper said - "I want to buy model airplanes for my friend, but they won't allow cats in the store. I request assistance. -Skald Skogkattson."]

[delouser]

Yes. Lucky that he has a lousy taste, so it's easy to choose gift for him.

[delouser]

Poor cat.

*Dorothy lifts the cat effortlessly, and without any fear of getting mauled by the cat.*

Fancy cats are allowed inside. You can be my fancy cat.

[jianai]

I see, I see.

[Ren's smile grows wider and kinda mischevious too.]

You don't really have a lot of respect for that person... or a louse as the case may be.

[sang_av_helten]

Meow.

[A cat of his size would be pretty heavy to anyone present here who wasn't Dorothy. Skald remains as frosty as he entered the store. One day the management will pay for this humiliation. But for today he will be a fancy cat. He was fluffy and regal enough for the job anyway.]