4. Quatre hates shopping
Quatre was examining a few documents in his office. Suddenly, he heard some voices in the outside hall.
Then the door burst open, it was one of Quatre's twenty nine sisters. He looked over his sister's shoulder. Behind her were the rest of the Arabian man's sisters. ALL of them.
"Quatre…sweetie pie, wouldn't you be a star and take us shopping, would you?" asked the said sister whose name Quatre could not actually remember.
"All…of…you?" stuttered Quatre.
"Oh, yes! They've just opened a new mall and we want to go and see it…" replied another one of his sisters that, by now, had invaded the sancta sanctorum that was his office.
"But, why don't you go alone?" asked Quatre, looking rather hopeful.
"Baby brother, we want to go with you because we never do anything together, besides you work too much so we thought you would appreciate the change of air, " replied yet another sister.
Quatre winced: 'baby brother'! He was twenty years old!
"And, why don't we go for dinner tonight?" replied Quatre.
"NO! WE WANT TO GO SHOPPING!" exclaimed the one that had spoken first.
"Ok, ok…we'll go shopping then," surrendered Quatre. Now, if you had twenty nine older sisters, you would know better than to argue with them, wouldn't you?
So, Quatre found himself boarding the family bus that was going to take them to the shopping centre and, as soon as they got there, Quatre was dragged to the first one of the 75 shops that the shopping centre had.
This one was a clothes shop. Quatre had to start picking things up for them, running from one place to the other getting this in a bigger size or that in a smaller one…
Then, of course, he had to give an objective opinion on every single one of the piece of clothing that his sisters picked.
Finally, they went to the next shop. A lingerie one. Quatre was filled with fear at the thought he would have to see all of his sister's with their choice of underwear on them.
Just in case this was not cruel enough, the next shop they went to was the accessories one. They spent there over an hour picking handbags, scarves, hairclips and every single useless thing you may imagine.
Quatre told himself to be patient. He had to be or else, he foresaw a catastrophe of titanic proportions happening any time soon.
They moved to the next shop, and then to the next and to the one after…till they had gone through the entire mall.
Quatre got home absolutely exhausted. Not only physically but specially psychologically. He thought that if he ever saw any piece of clothing, accessory, lingerie or house stuff he would collapse emotionally.
He went to bed having nightmares about shopping centres chasing him and bras strangling him.
He really had a rough night. He only wished for it to be over so he would be back to work in the morning.
And, in fact, he was peacefully working, since all of his sisters were resting, when he heard a knock in the door.
It was his girlfriend Dorothy Catalonia. She had something behind her back. Showing it Quatre saw something that made his left eyebrow twitch: A SHOPPING BAG!
Dorothy, unaware of the whole ordeal he had been through the day before, took a garment out of the shopping bag and asked sweetly:
"I bought it yesterday, what do you think?".
Quatre could not cope with it any longer. He literally crawled over his desk. Jumped in front of his girlfriend and, in the same psychotic way than when he was under the effects from Zero and, with his usually beautiful turquoise blue eyes completely shot in blood, started shouting:
"Shopping centres are evil. I will destroy all shopping centres! NONE SHALL SURVIVE!!!!!!!".
NEXT: Wufei and the weight watchers programme.