I don't own fire emblem.

Summary: Byleth tries a pair.

Log 38: Shop till you drop 3: Wearing a pair

Inside, the TB Games was what you expected out of a game store. Gray carpet floors with wall covered in a mix of games, collectibles and other miscellaneous stuff relating to pop culture. All of which compressed into a small box of a room. That's not counting the back area of course.

"How may I help you?" the clerk asked, Dorothea pointing over to the Nintendo Switch. "That'll be 279 gold."

Opening her purse up, the required gold getting set down on the counter. The clerk turned around and headed for the back room. So the opera singer began looking around. More specifically, the section for Switch games.

"Sothis, any game in particular that you want with your Switch?" Dorothea called out, watching the child let go of Byleth's hand and head over to her. All while Byleth and Jeralt watched on. Probably just surprised by the iniative being taken by the opera singer at the moment.

"What are my options?" Sothis remarked, led over to the small corner of the room that housed those particular games. You know, like that other chain of game stores. Not going to name them or anything. "Oh. So only one, right?"

Dorothea nodded, gaze shifting away from Sothis and back to Byleth for the moment.

"Uh… do you want any games?" she called out, her girlfriend shaking their head. Fair enough. Not everyone is going to be into that stuff. "Okay."

So the opera singer returned her gaze to Sothis. Having successfully narrowed her choices it looks to be either a horse racing game or something called Water Crest: Three Schools. Okay, I think that's a bit on the nose. But in regards to what exactly, I'm not sure.

"Uh... Sothis?" Dorothea remarked, her gaze on the second option. Byleth hadn't said how old Sothis was in the first place, but should she really be playing something rated for 12+? "Just how old are you?"

Sothis's gaze shot away from her friend, fixating instead on the ground. She was certain that it had to be hundreds, if not thousands of years old. Even if that's somehow the case, she doubted that Dorothea would take it as fact. She probably would dismiss it. So the child went with the next best thing.

"Uh… 13!" Sothis blurted out, Byleth already making her way over. This had definitely not gone to plan. If anything, she was about to be overruled. Though, I will give you points for trying the Loli angle. Even if that is absolutely degenerate most of the time that argument is used. Yes, I'm aware that's rich coming from me of all people. Believe me, I know.

"She's five, maybe six." Byleth explained, death glare for the moment going unnoticed. Easier that way. "Yet, Bravely Default is a T-rated game. She should be alright with Water Crest."

Turning her focus back towards her child, Byleth knelt on down.

"Would that work with you, Sothis?" she remarked, getting a nod in return. Thankfully, this was when the clerk returned with our game console. Though, it was our professor who would be paying for our game. Bagging up our sale, it's time to head on to this 'Ravine' store. Not the name I would've gone with. Maybe something like 'hole' or even… Gap. Actually, no that sounds stupid. Whatever the case, our heroes find their way to the front of Ravine. Which is located right across from a nice little sweet shop. Wait. I think I saw Manuela doing… something. Doesn't really matter right now. She's sober, which means the chance of something dumb happening is really low. Right? Unless there's a hangover involved. Then bad decisions are bound to be made. That's beyond the point at the moment.

"We're going to head for the pants section." Dorothea explained, getting a nod from Jeralt. Followed by more silence. Then it's off to the sweet shop. Huh… Was not expecting that to happen. Oh well. This should make this part a cinch. Right? Especially the part where we go to the pants.

"Dorothea, why do you want me to try on a pair of pants?" Byleth remarked, Dorothea's gaze right on her legs at the moment.

"Because I thought you would look nice in a pair or two." the opera singer remarked. Which is great and all, except for the fact that her face was as red as cherries currently. Mozu, do we have any at the moment? If we do, I'll take a bowl of them. Please? Thank you.

"Okay…" Byleth answered and watched Dorothea grab a pair of jeans of a rack. Then a pair of much plain pants. Handing them both over to her, a short trip to a dressing room followed. "Which one do you want me to try on first?"

The professor watched her student/girlfriend point towards the regular pants. She had kind of expected Dorothea to choose the jeans first. Giving a nod, it was time to try these garments on. Inside, the dressing was a plain white room with a floor that's just as plain. At least you get a seat to set things on. Nonetheless, Byleth slipped her stockings off and let the pants take their place. Huh. This isn't quite what I expected to see today. Though, at least I now have some cherries to munch down. So it all evens out.

"What do you think?" Byleth remarked, making her exit back into the store proper. Dorothea's gaze was already on her legs, though her expression wasn't quite what the professor was expecting right now.

"Those look alright on you." Dorothea remarked, focusing shifting away from the legs at the moment. "Maybe try the jeans now?"

Watching Byleth return to the dressing room, she took a deep breath. Maybe this would somehow be better than the generic pair of pants. If not, then it's back to stockings for Byleth. Least she could do was put on a pair that weren't mangled in a gazillion places.

"How do I look?"

The nosebleed that followed was very, very, juvenile. Not that the opera singer really cared.

"We'll take them."

Next time: People trying on maid dresses