For the thing where there is a couple grocery shopping and one yells about chips and the others yells back, I'M ALWAYS A SLY FOR DORITOS.
I'm no BBS master and this is my first time writing them so I'm sorry.
MINICAT
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"Tyler, wake the fuck up! We need food for the house!" Craig yelled at the slumbering man. Tyler slowly opened his eyes and glared at Craig.
"It's early in the morning, what grocery store is open?" He grumbled. Tyler then closed his eyes and tried to go back to sleep. Tried being the important word.
"It nearly 3 in the afternoon Tyler. Get off your lazy ass and lets get some god damn food." Craig was about to scream. They had next to no food in the house and they were out of alcohol. They needed to go grocery shopping. If Tyler wouldn't get up, then he would have to pull out the big guns. "I'll make pancakes."
Tyler opened his eyes and lifted his head. "Pancakes?" He sighed and sat up. "Fine. Lets go."
When they arrived at their local supermarket, Craig looked at Tyler and said "Stay close."
Tyler groaned. "You're my boyfriend not my fucking mom." Craig gained an affronted look. How dare Tyler compare him to Tyler's mom.
"Would your mom suck your dick the way I do?" He asked, almost afraid to know yet trying to make a point. Craig succeeded in making his point because Tyler shuddered.
"BRAIN BLEACH!" He shouted, gathering the attention of a few other shoppers.
Craig glared at Tyler. "You're attracting attention, you twat." He then walked over to a cart and started pushing it along. Tyler followed after him, not wanting to be left behind.
"What do we even fucking need?" Tyler hissed. Craig pulled a list out of his pocket.
"Paper towels, Monster, fruit, chips... (listing of a lot of food. Their pantry is bare. Like only baking soda is left bare.)" He looked at Tyler who appeared to have stopped paying attention and sighs. "Follow me you little bitch."
Finally, they were getting their last few things before grabbing ice cream, paying and getting the fuck out of there. Mini looked down at his list and then at the aisles. Could he trust Tyler to carry the drinks to the cart while he got chips?
"Mini." Tyler dropped a hand on Craig's shoulder. "I can hear you thinking. Whatever it is, trust me." Craig sighs and looks back at his list before looking at Tyler.
"Go get a 12-pack of Coke, Dr. Pepper and Monster if they have it." Craig sighed internally. He knew he was about to make a mistake.
"Gotcha." And the giant lumbered off, to go get the drinks Craig had requested.
Craig went down the aisle and then stopped. He hadn't asked Tyler what chips he wanted. Tyler shouldn't have been to far away so he yelled "Tyler, what chips do you want?"
I'M ALWAYS A SLUT FOR DORITOS!" Tyler yelled back. Oh god. Craig's face grew so red as several people looked at him. An old lady even shook her head before scootering away on her electric scooter. He quickly grabbed Tyler's Doritos and grabbed a bag of Lays for himself before hightailing it out of the area.
When he got to Tyler he slapped him upside the head. "What the hell was that for you fucker?" He hissed. "Some old lady just gave me a weird look and everyone in the aisle glared at me."
Tyler rubbed the back of his head. "Sorry Mini. I wasn't thinking." Craig sighed. "Lets just get out of here." Tyler offered.
"Yes, lets." Tyler grabbed one of Craig's hands as they walked to the cash registers. Despite the trouble he had pushing the cart with one hand, Craig smiled. It wasn't that bad. And the old lady's face had been kind of funny.