Dib skidded to a halt as he rounded the corner, running smack dab into some
short, plump old lady wearing a dress decorated with blue fish and algae.
She swiftly turned and stared down at him, squinting. Perhaps she needed
glasses. "E-excuse me." the boy said as he got to his feet, dusted himself
off, and tried to leave. But, something stopped him. A strong, plump hand
grabbed him by his shoulders and pulled him back.
"There you are, Frederick! I've been looking for you everywhere!" she exclaimed in a thick southern accent. She looked kinda angry...and scary.
Amber eyes blinked at the lady before him. "F-frederick? What?! No no no, my name's Dib, Ma'am. And, I really need to..." A hand swiftly smacked him on the back of the head. "OW! WHAT'RE YOU DOING?!"
"Now, see here, don't you raise your voice at me, Freddy bumps, or I'll smack ya' back to Scotland."
"S-scotland?! Hey! Lemme go!" he tried to wrench free, but she smacked him again. "...Would you stop that?!?!"
She shook her head, hit him one last time, and started to drag him towards an Osh Kosh store. "Talkin' back to me...I swear, I'll put my foot so far up your behind, boi...c'mon, and walk right! Didn't you been taught to walk straight, boy? I didn't raise no hunchback..."her hand jerked his shoulder.
Dib winced and thought about trying to get free again, but his head hurt way too much to try it. With a frown, he just walked beside the woman, glancing back and staring wide-eyed at the man from before. Satan.
He was standing in front of a Bath and Body Works, holding a bottle of body spray, and grinning as he waved to him. "HOPE YOU HAVE FUN!" Lucifer called out to him. Then, after laughing evilly for a few moment, he turned and headed back into the store.
"Aw...foo!" He was smacked again and lectured about using cuss words.
Soon, the woman stopped beside a clothes rack. Though, sadly, she didn't let go of his shoulder. So, Dib stood there, looking at the floor nervously and desperately trying to think of a plan to get away from the blind 'whack-o'. Then, the horror began. She turned slowly, like in one of those creepy horror movies, and held a pair of dinosaur underwear out to him. "C'mon, now. Try these on fo' ya Grams."
"...Oh, sweet Jesus..."he breathed, staring at them in horror.
Amazingly, she turned, blinking and asking," What? Where?!". Her hand let go for a split second. And when she turned back, Dib was long gone.
A few stores down, the poor guy hid behind a rack in a Hot Topic store, catching his breath and edging away from a few JTHM comic books. The guy with the knives didn't look nice...and neither did the guy looking at the books, an apprehensive look in his eyes. Suddenly, the man looked over at him and smiled almost sweetly, his thin arms moving so that his hands clasped behind his back while his slender chest seemed to proudly puff out the words," Who's yo' bunny' on the front of his long, black shirt. "Nice picture of me, isn't it?"
(A/N: Woo! Nny ish sexeh, no? o_O He makes purtah cameo.)
Dib stared, let out a sharp squeak, and ran like hell. Thankfully, he found himself in front of the Bath and Body Store and looked around for the devil...but, he was nowhere to be found. "He couldn't have gotten away that quick...wait...nevermind..." Then, something caught his attention from the corner of his eyes. There he was! And he was heading to a the Footlocker. "Now's my chance! I..." Satan was grinning at him sneakily, pointing behind him before he went on his way. The boy couldn't help but pause and turn, though he knew from the funny feeling that something bad was going to happen. And when a small group of sales ladies with bottles of Pineapple Passionfruit spray grabbed him and pulled him towards one of the chairs, his fears came true.
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That poor Dib, being attacked by perfume sample ladies. o_O: Yay for him!
"There you are, Frederick! I've been looking for you everywhere!" she exclaimed in a thick southern accent. She looked kinda angry...and scary.
Amber eyes blinked at the lady before him. "F-frederick? What?! No no no, my name's Dib, Ma'am. And, I really need to..." A hand swiftly smacked him on the back of the head. "OW! WHAT'RE YOU DOING?!"
"Now, see here, don't you raise your voice at me, Freddy bumps, or I'll smack ya' back to Scotland."
"S-scotland?! Hey! Lemme go!" he tried to wrench free, but she smacked him again. "...Would you stop that?!?!"
She shook her head, hit him one last time, and started to drag him towards an Osh Kosh store. "Talkin' back to me...I swear, I'll put my foot so far up your behind, boi...c'mon, and walk right! Didn't you been taught to walk straight, boy? I didn't raise no hunchback..."her hand jerked his shoulder.
Dib winced and thought about trying to get free again, but his head hurt way too much to try it. With a frown, he just walked beside the woman, glancing back and staring wide-eyed at the man from before. Satan.
He was standing in front of a Bath and Body Works, holding a bottle of body spray, and grinning as he waved to him. "HOPE YOU HAVE FUN!" Lucifer called out to him. Then, after laughing evilly for a few moment, he turned and headed back into the store.
"Aw...foo!" He was smacked again and lectured about using cuss words.
Soon, the woman stopped beside a clothes rack. Though, sadly, she didn't let go of his shoulder. So, Dib stood there, looking at the floor nervously and desperately trying to think of a plan to get away from the blind 'whack-o'. Then, the horror began. She turned slowly, like in one of those creepy horror movies, and held a pair of dinosaur underwear out to him. "C'mon, now. Try these on fo' ya Grams."
"...Oh, sweet Jesus..."he breathed, staring at them in horror.
Amazingly, she turned, blinking and asking," What? Where?!". Her hand let go for a split second. And when she turned back, Dib was long gone.
A few stores down, the poor guy hid behind a rack in a Hot Topic store, catching his breath and edging away from a few JTHM comic books. The guy with the knives didn't look nice...and neither did the guy looking at the books, an apprehensive look in his eyes. Suddenly, the man looked over at him and smiled almost sweetly, his thin arms moving so that his hands clasped behind his back while his slender chest seemed to proudly puff out the words," Who's yo' bunny' on the front of his long, black shirt. "Nice picture of me, isn't it?"
(A/N: Woo! Nny ish sexeh, no? o_O He makes purtah cameo.)
Dib stared, let out a sharp squeak, and ran like hell. Thankfully, he found himself in front of the Bath and Body Store and looked around for the devil...but, he was nowhere to be found. "He couldn't have gotten away that quick...wait...nevermind..." Then, something caught his attention from the corner of his eyes. There he was! And he was heading to a the Footlocker. "Now's my chance! I..." Satan was grinning at him sneakily, pointing behind him before he went on his way. The boy couldn't help but pause and turn, though he knew from the funny feeling that something bad was going to happen. And when a small group of sales ladies with bottles of Pineapple Passionfruit spray grabbed him and pulled him towards one of the chairs, his fears came true.
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That poor Dib, being attacked by perfume sample ladies. o_O: Yay for him!