Hello everyone!
I hope you all had a wonderful and safe New Years Evie ;)
Sorry, that sounded lame, but I had to make that joke.
I'm posting this chapter almost an hour after the new year in my time zone because I have no life right now and I'm a party pooper and don't go out at night, ha ha.
38: Lunch On.
Mal held her left hand onto Penelope's right hand, as her right hand held a bag filled with different candies and stickers for the goody-bags tomorrow. "Two more places and then we can get lunch."
"Where mommy?" Penelope asked.
"Anywhere you want, birthday girl." Mal smiled and looked directly at Penelope. She heard someone barf a few feet in front of her. Gross. Go back to the bar, drunk! She thought bitterly. She didn't care to see whoever the drunk was. Mal stopped walking and got down to Penelope's level. "Where do you wanna go for lunch?"
The small purple hair girl thought for a few minutes. "Ice cream!" She cheered.
"For dessert, sure. But for lunch, where?"
"McSpookers."
"With an Oreo McSpooky at the end?" Mal asked. Penelope jumped up and down in excitment. "Whoa okay Nelly!" Mal laughed. "We'll go there in a little bit."
Mal and Penelope walked a couple of more steps forward; Mal looking at a list that she conjured up to levitate in front of her and Penelope sort of jumping up and down with every step taken. Mal whipped her head, the list dissapearing, just in time for Mal top force a stop and yank Penelope back.
"Yuck!" Mal yelled.
"Yucky! Yucky! Yucky!" Penelope giggled.
"Ugh! Who vomits on the streets without trying to find a cab first?" Mal groaned. She sniffted again. She smelled pumpkin doughnuts with honey and an apple cider drink. She knows it too well. She and a bunch of her high school friends during the summer all binged on this food and tried to hold their vomit in the most. She won once. But the smell it creates with the vomit was horrible. "Yuck." She said as she shifted pass it and moved along.
Ugh! They were so close to meeting!