I DON'T OWN THIS CARTOON!
BLAH!
This happened to my friend once; i had been along for the ride.
"Kurt! Just go get them!" shouted Rouge from her bathroom.
"NO!"
"Yes!"
"NO!"
"You can just port there and port back!"
"Fine." he grumbled, half wishing Rouge wasn't his sister at that moment. It was that certian time of the month...and well...she had run out of tampons.
BAMF!
After twenty minutes of searching the store frantically, he found them. Checking with the pic on his phone, he made sure he had the right size, and type. He stuffed it under his arm, trying to hide it from the world's prying eyes.
When he finally got up to the cash registure to check it out, he was given a look of pity. "Sister?" the guy asked. Kurt nodded, feeling heat flush his cheeks. He hated that the holowatch showed that too. He found out that it had no price tag when the checker got on the intercom, and boomed out for the entire store to hear, "PRICE CHECK ON LANE SIXTEEN, TAMPAX, SUPER SIZE."
Kurt felt eyes on him and looked around. Several guys from school were looking at him, puzzled.
That was bad enough, but somebody at the back of the store must have misunderstood the word 'Tampax' for 'Thumbtax.' becuase a moment later, with a business-like tone, another male voice boomed back over the intercom: "DO YOU WANT THE KIND YOU PUSH IN WITH YOUR THUMB OR THE KIND YOU POUND IN WITH A HAMMER?"
Kurt dropped a twenty on the counter and ported back to the mansion when all the guys began howling with laughter.
BAMF!
"Here you go." he threw it into the bathroom without looking.
"Thanks Kurt, but i found another box." she came out, wearing a white robe. Her training gear was laying all over her room. "And you missed a training session. Logan's pissed."
Kurt, not believing his pointed ears, dropped onto her bed and laughed hysterically that turned into a choked sob.