The Fun of Shopping Trips and Useful Toys [OPEN]

[Shelby]

bow down before my greatness

“M-Moe-sama, d-do you m-mi-mind if I go to the b-b-bathroom?”


The small, nervous voice broke Moe out of her state of concentration. She resisted the urge to glare at the rather tall girl who was carrying all of the pink-haired girl’s shopping bags. She had been in the middle of mapping out the rest of her plan for her weekly shopping trip. Every week, she made her way to Shima Plaza to check out the latest items and to buy whatever caught her attention. The best part was that she never had to worry about things like “spending limits” and whether or not she could carry everything. That was why she brought along one of her toys when she went out. They were always willing to do things like carry her bags and tell her how great she looked in a dress.


She took a deep breath to calm herself and tried to remember that she had to be somewhat kind to the other girl.


“Sure, I need to sit down anyways. I’m getting a bit tired from all this walking.” It was a lie, of course, but one needed to reward their pets occasionally or they will eventually start to get rebellious. She glanced around for the nearest bathroom and when she spotted one, she quickly made her way to the benches that sat in front of said restrooms.


“Go on, Asuka-chan. I’ll stay here with the bags.”


Asuka nodded and sat the bags she was holding down beside Moe before hurrying to the restroom. Judging by how quickly she jetted off, Moe could tell she had been holding it for a while. She resisted the urge to snicker at how committed Asuka was to her as she whipped out her phone to check her messages while she waited.

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[yuri]

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She had spent the day trailing behind the pink haired Umizo and her “friend” as they went from store to store. It was an oddity, that Mamiyu wondered why the woman would even do this. Half the items she bought were her own family's brands, of which she could get without even having to come to the the mall or any store to by. Anything else... didn’t she have a personal shopper? So.. this was just as pointless, but the young purple haired fighter was not born with some golden spoon in her mouth so perhaps this was just what rich people did to feel their existence was justified. [break][break]


Though it was a doubt that was why Umizo Moe did it, she had quite the reputation in the whispers of the fighter house. Unlike that of the main house, when there wasn’t an Umizo walking about. Fighters talked.[break][break]


And what they talked about.[break][break]



It didn’t matter to her though. Since even looking at the woman she could see the lies. Lies of the caring personality.... Lies in the way she walked... talked. Held her head. She was just as bad as the Umizo head.[break][break]

But Moe-sama was without her own fighter... and had yet to choices from the selection the current head had not so generally let her choose from. So.. the “extra” fighters did the job they were bought and trained for.. Just like she was.[break][break]




Escort the snot nose brats, and their lies about in the world. Perhaps this was actually some sort of punishment on herself, there were better things for the Veritas Fighter.. Not escort duty. As Moe-sama sat down to “rest” while her “friend” dashed into the restroom, Mamiyu leaned against the wall to the woman’s left.[break][break]

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[Shelby]

bow down before my greatness

Legs crossed as she sifted through her messages, emails, and alerts that had filled the lock screen of her phone; Moe ignored the Fighter that had accompanied them on their trip. She wasn’t required to talk to the girl either or play nice since Mamiyu was only there to act as her Fighter. Honestly, it annoyed her that she couldn’t readily ditch the chick. She was one of those Fighters that didn’t lose her easily like some of the ones that got sent along with Moe when she went out.

The annoyance eventually grew into the urge to mess with the girl. She had finishing checking her phone and her toy still hadn’t come back, so she turned to look at the Fighter with a sugary sweet smile. Moe contemplated what she should say for a moment or two before deciding. Her eyes held a devious light to them even as she kept her smile sweet and kind.

“Mamiyu-chan, why don’t you come and sit with me? Surely, your feet are growing tired from all this walking too? We can chat while we wait for Asuka-chan to come back. Although, one of us might need to go check on her at this rate!” She kept her voice cheerful as she patted the spot on the bench beside her.

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