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A/N: An odd little instalment of The Shop.
Perhaps a bit confusing.
Thanks to my dear friend M and my sis for proof reading!
Chapter 3
The shop was packed with shelves and shelves of, well, stuff. Boxes of homemade cards and jewellery, little wooden statues, giant paintings, scarves, colourful hats, a set of spoons, and an ancient chair in the corner, new and old books, eccentric masks. An old bowl, a checkered picnic blanket, a teddy bear, three pairs of geta. Wind chimes and strings of beads hung from the roof. Silky fabric flattered in the window to the right of the door. To the left was a doorless doorway, separating the shop and restaurant merely with more stringed beads.
"Welcome to our humble abode, how may I help you." A bored voice drawled, sounding somehow robotic. It wasn't even an actual question.
Tucked away behind the many racks and shelves was an old wooden desk. At this desk sat a red eyed teenager chewing on gum lazily.
Her black hair was up in a bun with feathers sticking out of it, she leaned on the desk, one hand propping her chin up and watching them as if they were the largest bother she ever had to deal with.
"We, uh, just wanted to check this place out." Kagome ventured. Sango nodded quickly.
'Kagura,' as her bronze name tag read, eyed them strangely. "Well, as the sign outside stated, we sell 'Quality Knick Knacks.' You should have seen it on your way in. If that wasn't helpful, feel free to look around. Who knows, you might find your grandfathers remans somewhere in there."
"Ahm, right. I think we really should be going now. School and all. Nice meeting you." Kagome hastily interjected, then she and Sango made a mad dash for the door.
"Have a nice day." Kagura's bored voice echoed after them as the door swung shut.
A/N: Chapter 4 in the works.
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