Disclaimer: If I could, trust me, I would. But I don't, so I'm stuck with dreaming about it.
I'm posting this today because I won't be around at all tomorrow.
The sales associate glared at the red trail that led into the washrooms. Mop in hand, he grudgingly started his job. It would have been fine if it hadn't involved entering that place. It was wrong, it was disgusting, and if his dream religion existed, it would be against it to do such a humiliating thing. He had to enter the ladies room. And not as a sexy playboy, but as the nerdy janitor. As he moved forward he considered all the other things he could be doing, and of everything on his list, this was most certainly near the bottom.
"Ready for this?" Kuzzey asked Kira, looking around cautiously. The brunette nodded and took a deep breath before heading towards a sales associate. He couldn't have been more than ten feet away when Tolle's yell made him freeze.
"HOLD IT RIGHT THERE! DON'T MOVE AT ALL!" Tolle shouted, drawing some unwanted attention to himself. It didn't matter though. He had to get Kira back to them before they missed all the action. Kira had apparently gotten the idea and made his way casually back to them.
"What the hell was that all about?" He hissed at his three friends, "What if Miriallia had heard you? What if she did? And we haven't even gotten to the best one yet!"
"Calm down Kira. We'll deal with Mir if we need to, but you do not want to miss this." Tolle soothed while pointing towards one of the checkout counters. Kira adjusted his gaze and immediately caught on to what Tolle had made such a fuss about. There were five businessmen standing in line at the till. Kira grinned and pulled them towards the counter. They needed to get a good look at this. One of them had just moved up and was picking things out of a basket and placing them onto the counter. He lifted a small white box and placed it onto the counter absentmindedly. He did the same with four others, but when he pulled out final box he actually glanced at it and tensed. From where they were sitting, Kuzzey, Sai, Tolle and Kira could see the cashier was trying her best not to laugh. The businessman looked like he was about to explode, and started screaming at the cashier. Her smirk immediately disappeared, and was quickly replaced with a frown. The same thing happened with three others, while one just smiled apologetically and walked away. By the end of it all the cashier looked like she was about to cry, and she probably was. However, the culprits didn't notice this, as they were too busy laughing. Once they got over their laughter Kira stood up and headed over to finish what he had almost started.
Miriallia leaned her back against a wall near footwear and groaned. There had been a commotion near the exit, and she was just waiting for her name to be called over the loudspeaker.
"Umm, excuse me sir." Kira told the first sales associate he found. "I've been told that there is a code three in the pet supplies department." The whole time Kira managed to keep a matter-of-fact, business-like tone before he turned and walked away.
This really wasn't his day. First he'd been forced to clean up some godforsaken mess, and now he had been told there was a code 3. And as if it couldn't be any worse, it just had to be in with the animals. Glaring at nothing in particular, he made his way to the pet supplies department.
The four boys watched in fascination as the emotions raced across the sales associates face before he rushed off towards the pet supplies department. They had been expecting a reaction that would tell them exactly what a 'code 3' was, but they had no such luck. They followed close behind, anxious to know what would happen, stopping a few feet away hiding behind a row of birdfeeders.
He was confused. After he had rushed over to the 'code 3 zone', he didn't see anything remotely like a code three. In fact, all the aisles in the department were void of people. Unless, no, it couldn't be. Had this all been a prank? No, it couldn't be. Not on the worst day in the universe. Things couldn't possible have gotten any worse. Growling (or at least attempting to) He shouted to whoever was listening, "WHERE THE HELL IS THE DAMN KID WITH THE TEMPER TANTRUM?" before collapsing on the floor in sobs.
Looking at each other, they silently agreed to head back to the base. With a yell like that, people were sure to think something suspicious was going on. Including Miriallia. They had finished what they had started, and that was all the closure they needed.
A/N: Thanks to all my lovely reviewers! I had no idea what a 'code 3' was, if it even existed, so I used the first thing that came to mind.