Opening remarks: In this time of great shopping before the holiday. One must find fun things to do or you will go insane. So from my mind to yours, a few tips on passing the time while shopping.
Disclaimer: I do not own Walmart. Nor do I wish to. I do not own any character. Square Enix doesn't share. –pouts-
Warnings: Mostly language, a little violence, and maybe an innuendo here or there. Everything is safe.
Author's Idiocy: There are Walmart's everywhere, even in game worlds! It's freaky. They are everywhere, everywhere I say!
Zack watched lazily as Aerith picked out just the right painkillers. She had already picked 6 different boxes off the shelf, read them and put them back. It was getting mighty boring.
"Sweetheart can we hurry this up a little? There is a game on tonight and I don't want to miss it."
"Zack I'll be done in a moment. Why don't you find something to amuse yourself with until I'm done?"
And there was the kicker. What the hell did you do in Walmart to amuse yourself? He walked up and down the isles to get the creative juices running to his brain.
And then, right there in front of him was the solution. It was standing out like divine intervention.
A smirk passed over his face as he scooped up his articles and started to stalk around the store. He deposited them into random carts and walked away as though nothing had happened.
After his armload was gone he picked a nice general location and waited. And waited, and waited. He had almost feared that it wasn't going to work when…
"Daddy! I swear I didn't put them in there." Zack snickered; he remembered that sweet little girl and her overprotective daddy.
"You don't sleep with me anymore. Why did you get these? Who the hell are they for?" That would be the middle-aged couple that wouldn't even look at each other.
"Zack? Why do you have that goofy look on your face?"
"I'll tell you when we get home sweetheart."