URBAN CONFESSIONS
Chapter Four: Teal Kimonos
It was about late eleven in the morning when we made our way into The Liberty, the Romford Mall, and straight into the Opticians, Vision Express. It had taken so long to get here due to the fact that my Great Aunt and Indigo agreed that it would be beneficial just to cut my hair then and there. So now I sported hair that went down below my nose and was short in the back as it curled wildly and went every which way under the sun.
The time spent in the Opticians was a learning experience at best. When asked when I was last seen, I replied with when I was seven. The doctor scowled at my Great Aunt and immediately started testing me. My Great Aunt stood to the side and after the man had finished, telling me my vision had somewhat worsened (which would explain the headaches) and my new prescription, my Aunt pulled him to the side and gave him a firm talking to. Apparently, she took offense at his scowl and made it well known.
I exited the room quickly, not wanting to be dragged into their heated conversation. Indigo met me at the front, frowning when she noted my Aunt not with me. Casino and Krystof nowhere to be seen.
"Is Nana still talking to the doctor?" she asked. I raised a brow at her until she started to smile. "Oh, you've already been told. I suppose Casino is the one that made you aware." She shook her head and placed her hand on my shoulder. "How about we look at the frames?--You can't keep those others. They look to be very childish on you."
"Your brother called them nerdy," I told her with a frown.
"He's right," she replied with a smile down at me. "They are too geeky for you, not that you don't already look quite the little geek."
I flushed with embarrassment. "Thank you."
"Don't worry," she laughed, squeezing my shoulder slightly. "You're actually nice-looking if cleaned up, I'm sure. Amazingly some geeks have that power. You'll probably age well by the looks of it."
"Oh, too many powers," I joked faintly making her laugh.
"You're nothing like I expected considering the papers," she confessed lightly causing me to frown darkly. "Not to worry, I don't believe most of what people say about others. You should always meet someone first and not rely on other's opinions to make yours. Otherwise you just end up part of the flock and we can't be having that at all."
I smiled lightly at her sincere words, "Thanks. That actually makes me feel a bit better."
"Don't let others tell you what to think, Harper," she told me firmly. "You shouldn't let them push you around either. They're weak. You're not. I can tell."
"Animal instinct?" I teased, unable to stop myself.
"Woman's intuition," she replied with a smirk.
"Same thing," I muttered, rolling my eyes.
"These look nice," she inserted, pulling a set of frames out and handing them to me. "Try them on. Let me see." I did as told and she wrinkled her nose. "Perhaps not."
This continued for several minutes before she found a pair just right. I nearly rolled my eyes. I felt like a ruddy doll that she was making up to be oh-so-lovely. However I found as much as she annoyed me, I kind of liked being around her. She made it fun.
We ended up choosing a silver titanium pair with rectangular frames (the corners circular) and made me look older and not as silly as the thick black-framed glasses I have currently. In that time, my Great Aunt had joined us and looked thoroughly pleased with herself. I gathered that she liked putting others in their place and had clearly succeeded again.
I couldn't blame her. I always liked the feeling after those few times I got to do so myself. It was rather exhilirating.
We went to the register and paid for them. The happy blonde woman took them and told us that they would be ready in a couple hours. Then we left to go clothes shopping.
More like dragged in my case.
We went to a store called Next and started going through pants. When asked, I replied that I liked boot-cut jeans. This was due to the pair that I was wearing that were comfortable beyond belief. Though the next thing I know I was carrying jeans to the dressing room and trying them on.
My Great Aunt more or less bought six pairs of various colors (or washes as Indigo explained quickly to me). She also bought an oriental blue shirt that Indigo picked out with a cookie monster picture on it and slid in a pair of brown biker boots that looked durable. She had been questioning my shoe size earlier in the car.
From there we had met up with Casino who looked thoroughly amused when I mouthed 'help me' behind the women's backs with a pout and large kitten eyes. He shook his head with a rather evil smirk and gleam in his eyes and told them matter-of-factly that I needed new undergarments too. They looked surprised before pulling me after them after shoving the bags at Casino. Krystof just grinned up at his uncle with mirth, stifling his laughter.
"Is your preference boxers or briefs?" Indigo asked conversationally as she literally dragged me into the next store with a smile.
"I... um..."
My face had to be stark red.
"Well?" she prompted with a wicked grin.
"Well... I... um... that is to say..."
I looked for help from my Great Aunt with wide, pleading eyes.
She gave a seraphic smile in return. Her eyes were wholly reassuring. I should have realized it was misleading.
"Boxer briefs," she answered for me with a note of finality.
"What size?" Indigo asked casually as if it was such a normal thing to ask anybody in the vicinity.
My Great Aunt took on a thoughtful gaze, circled me like an evil vulture, and stated firmly, "Small. I do not think he could possibly be a medium with how tiny he is."
"He really does need to gain some weight," Indigo agreed sweetly, the devil shining out of her eyes.
"And some height," I grumbled as she pulled me with her to the undergarment section of the store.
"He does have muscle tone though," my Great Aunt noted with a sad smile.
"That he does," Indigo agreed as she grabbed a package of four, all varying colors. "Still, he's entirely too skinny. He looks like a little girl, he's so tiny."
"You do realize that the tiny male you're referring to is standing right here," I growled with annoyance.
"Oh, shush, Harper dear," my Great Aunt scolded with an amused smile as she grabbed a package of white althletic shirts.
I caught sight of Casino and Krystof a couple minutes later in the sleepwear section. I made my way over to them quickly, using Casino's abnormally large stature to hide behind. Krystof traded places with me as he raced over to stand with my Great Aunt and Indigo. I kicked Casino after Krystof was with the women.
"Vhat vas dat for?" he asked after grunting.
"You're a rude, motherfucking cat," I snapped with irritation. "You could've kept your mouth closed, thank you very much."
"And vhat?" he asked with a smug smirk. "Miss the excitement?" He then frowned. "And I do not participate in incest."
"Let me guess," I replied smartly, "beastiality more your fancy?"
He pulled out a silk teal colored kimono with a rather fetching tiger design and held it to me, "No, but you vould be if you vore dis and nothing else."
My face had to have gone blood red. That or my eyes. Sure, the robe would've only fallen to my knees, but still. It was the principle of the thing.
And before I could stop the words from slipping past my lips, I replied, "You wouldn't be able to keep up with me, Man-Eater."
I stalked off over to Indigo who was grinning madly.
"I think you've shocked him into actual silence," she giggled madly. "For a second, I didn't even think you were going to reply. Fifty points for you, but he trumps you with a hundred."
"Why?" I asked with confusion before following her gaze.
"He's buying that robe," she laughed ruefully.
"Why is my Casino buying a robe?" my Great Aunt butted in with a frown, holding tightly to Krystof's hand.
"He thinks that when he finally seduces your nephew that he'll get Harper to wear it just for his own kicks," Indigo answered bluntly.
My Great Aunt frowned deeply before looking at me firmly. "Not until you're the age of consent and, for goodness sake, make him chase you. That man needs a reality check. Those silly bints are always ready to spread their legs at the chance of him docking."
I sputtered in embarrassment. "You're allowing this nonsense to proceed?"
I was happily going to forget her last statement.
"Well, of course," she replied with a bright air. "If you're gay, then have at it. He's of good healthy stock and it saves me the trouble of having to deal with outsiders you two would bring into my home. I kill two birds with one stone."
"You make it sound like we're cattle."
She gave me a sudden stern look. "However I still expect grand babies. Adoption, surrogate, or otherwise. One of each gender. No need to be incompetent about the entire thing."
"Nana, I'm not even interested in him," I interrupted.
"And why not?"
"He's a pain in the..." I paused, sheepish. "He's not my type and he's too old for me. It'd be grave-robbing."
"Isn't it supposed to be cradle-robbing?" Indigo laughed, but we ignored her.
"You don't even know him, Harper dear," she argued.
"Well there's another reason why I'm not interested," I replied earnestly. "And what I do know is really distasteful in my opinion."
She made an indifferent noise in the back of her throat before taking the packages, leaving Indigo and I to stand together in the open. Krystof hurried after the old woman with a large smile. My Great Aunt stopped momentarily, took three pairs of large, black men's pajama pants that were on sale and then proceeded to the front, paying for everything.
"She means well," Indigo sighed. "She just wants Casino to settle down and if she could get you to do so as soon as possible as well..."
"It'd save a load of trouble for her, perchance?"
"Quite."
"I happen to think your brother an idiot."
"I happen to agree, but he does have his moments."
"Enlighten me since I have yet to see a single one."
"I'll let you figure out those on your own."
"Which means you'd rather me suffer?"
"Oh, yes, indeed. I love watching prey wallow about in misery. It's quite delightful."
I followed her out of the store as she raced to meet up with the larger group. I was right. It was going to be a long day.
Notes:
I've been working on this the entire time. Future scenes mostly, but I hurried through this so you could have an update. They'll be having dinner in the next chapter with actual words from Krystof this time. I might add even more than that.
And I did tell you that Anemone had quite the mouth so don't be so surprised. I had her innocent the first and a bit mouthy the next. I hope I didn't insult too many. And to WiccaWolf91, I hope I'm still drawing you in.
And to the "stretched out old man" line, it came out of nowhere, I assure you. I grossed myself out, too.
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