A/N: Since it took me so long to update, here, two chapters for the price of one!
In typical duck style, they strapped on their rollerblades, pads and helmets, and steered their feet towards the mall. It wasn't an exceptionally long ride, unless you weren't a very good skater, then it was long enough to feel like it was never ending!
"I must warn you, I'm not a very good skater." Sam told Robbie as they started off, tightening the straps of the backpack holding her shoes.
"Don't worry, neither am I" Goldberg said, wobbling a bit on his skates.
"Hey, you've improved a lot!" Germaine said, clapping him on the back as he passed.
"I think I'll stay in the back with you." Sam said to Goldberg as they wobbled down the road after everyone else.
"At that rate, it will take us a year to get there!" Russ called back to Sam and Goldberg, who were trying not to go too fast, for fear they couldn't stop.
"Assistance?" Charlie asked the rest of the group.
"Yeah" they all said back, as Adam, Julie, Dwayne and Connie skated back to the pair slowly making their way down the road.
"Hey, I resent this!" Goldberg said as Adam and Julie started pulling him forward faster than he wanted to go.
"What are you doing?" Sam asked as Dwayne and Connie latched onto her arms and started skating to keep up with the rest of them.
"Safely keeping you up to pace" Dwayne said.
"Don't worry" Connie reassured, "We'll be careful."
True to their word, they got there with no spills, and after changing into their shoes so they could actually go into the stores, everyone scattered. Julie grabbed Robbie, leading her away in one direction, and Connie grabbed Sam, leading her away in another.
"Why do you come to the mall together if you just run in all directions when you get here?" Robbie asked Julie.
"I dunno, safety in numbers? Sometimes we wander in a group, other times we wander alone. Usually Connie and I are stuck being style consultants for any of the guys that need new clothes." Julie snickered.
"Are they really that helpless?" Robbie giggled.
"Oh, some of them, yes. If you ever hear Goldberg, Averman, or Germaine talking about going shopping, let us know."
Breaking out into laughter, Robbie vowed, "Alright, will do."
Sam and Connie meandered down the mall, heading nowhere in particular.
"Wanna go look in there?" Connie asked, pointing to the department store looming in front of them.
Shrugging, Sam nodded, "Sure."
Jogging up to Julie and Robbie, Portman blurted out, "Good thing I found you!"
"Really?" Julie rolled her eyes. "What's the 'emergency' this time, did Germaine fall in the fountain and get caught by security again?"
"No, but Averman is about to buy some pants." Portman grimaced. "The salesman kicked me out when I threatened Averman's life."
"Aw, geeze, that bad? Which store?" Julie sighed.
"That men's shop down that way, with the big blue 'SALE!' sign." Portman said, pointing.
"Alright." Julie said, sprinting off towards her target, leaving Portman and Robbie alone.
"Why are so many guys helpless when it comes to buying clothes?" Robbie giggled.
"Hey, it's not just guys that are helpless!" Portman said looking around until he could point out a woman of about 30 that was dressed in an outfit that would make even a fashion model look really bad.
"Ok, ok, but I can guarantee you that there are more fashion helpless guys out there. Take you for instance." She said with a serious expression, nodding her head thoughtfully.
"Hey!" Portman growled.
The sound of Averman hollering interrupted their conversation. "Ow, ow, ow!" he said with a grimace as Julie dragged him away from the store by his ear.
"How bad was it, Julie?" Robbie asked.
"Elastic waist, pleated front, plaid golf slacks." Julie answered with disbelief, finally letting go of Averman's ear.
With a grimace, Averman rubbed his ear, which was bright red.
"I'm sorry Averman…" Robbie started before smacking him upside the head, "… but you deserved that. What in the heck were you thinking?"
"They were comfortable!" Averman said with a shake of his head.
"What are you going to try next, Velcro shoes?" Julie asked.
Averman looked contemplative for a second. "Oh, now that's not a bad-"
Grabbing Averman by the shirt, Portman shook him, "No." he said menacingly.
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A/N: let me know what you think, ok?