A one-shot on the same story line or 'Unwanted Cravings'.
Argent ran a hand through her hair as she stood in a bouquet.
Her size has changed since birthing to twins.
Blake and Victoriana...
It's been 5 months since she's heard the boy's giggles and received the girl's strange stares.
And she misses Hot Spot the most.
Argent blinked and took a deep breath.
"Think 'new shirts'." She whispered to herself.
She looked around the shop, in search of clothing that would fit her.
She was too used to baggie clothing.
Especially the black sweatshirt Hot Spot loaned her when they visited his cousin.
Argent sighed. "Think about something else."
This is a persistent problem.
She's always thinking about the makeshift family she abandoned.
Well, that was the life she lived in Jump City.
Now she's back where she belongs. New Zealand, her home.
Here, she fights crime and kicks butt like she used to.
Nursing children wasn't her thing.
Even if she got the first word, got the first giggle, had the first smile cracked at her.
Even Vicky was giving her soft glances here and there.
"Are you okay, ma'am?" The teenage employee asked her.
Argent snapped back to reality and frowned.
"I'm only 18. Don't call me ma'am."
Argent's turning 19 next month.
A birthday with no love.
The employee blushed and nodded. "I'm sorry. Is there any way I may assist you, miss?"
Argent nodded. "Can you fetch me that pretty size 4 blouse over there and place it at the register, thanks."
The employee scurried along.
Argent used to wear a size 2.
Even after vigorously exercising, her figure will never be the same.
Argent walked around the shop, weaving through the crowd of people who would definitely make way for the silver girl.
She blinked as she spotted the baby wear.
There was a black summer dress with most delicate design on it.
Vicky would love that.
The teen mom walked towards it.
Mummy left right before Christmas.
Maybe... Maybe she could still give them a gift.
Yes, it's May... but they should all know mummy didn't desert them.
She just has some things she needs to do for her.
Argent picked up the dress and swung it over her left forearm.
Something for Blake...
She spotted it.
A beautifully graffiti covered toy car.
It had clouds and the sun and green grass and smiley faces-
Argent has to buy it. It's calling her.
She ran over to it and pushed some woman out her way.
Argent frantically grabbed it and look at the woman.
"I'm sorry," She held to her chest with same forearm the dress was on, "But I need this."
A scowl crossed the woman's face before she stomped off.
The punk teen ran to the register the blouse was at and set the clothes down.
The teenage male at the counter began checking them out.
"Please," She pointed at the car and the dress. "Can you wrap it?"
The boy scoffed. "Wrap? We only do that during Christmas."
Argent pressed her palms together in prayer form.
"Please. I'm begging you. Even if it's one of those birthday wraps. I'll pay whatever."
The adolescent nodded. "Fine. That will be 54.95 NZD. Wrapping may take about ten minutes."
Argent went into her purse for the titan's card. "Take all the time you need."
She slide it into the credit card slot.
The titans will know she used it.
She just remembered: No gift to Hot Spot.
Eh, her mummy's love is enough of a gift for him.
Aww... Next one-shot is Hot Spot centered.