Chapter 2
It's an hour later Cass and Charlie are in a large mall at the food court.
"Have you decided where you want to go to eat?" Charlie asks.
"Yes, that one," Cass answers as he points to the fast food place he wanted food from. "I even know what I want to eat."
"Okay, then let's do it. You do remember our work with money and ordering, right?" Charlie asks.
"Yes," Cass answers and heads to the place he wants food from with Charlie close by.
Cass waits his turn patiently. When it's his turn he orders, "I'd like number four, medium with an orange soda."
"A number four, medium and orange soda, that'll be $8.05." The cashier replies.
Cass slowly pulls out his wallet, opens it, hesitates then pulls out a ten. He hands the ten to cashier. The cashier gives him his change and the receipt.
"Your number is 21," the cashier says.
Cass puts his money away and walk over to Charlie and waits for his food.
A few minutes later they both are at a table eating.
"That wasn't hard," Cass says as food falls on his shirt.
"Never said it was," Charlie replies. "You just need to learn how to eat without making a mess."
"It's okay. That's why I brought clean clothes." Cass replies.
They continue to eat as a couple people, unnoticed by them, watch them with angry eyes.
A half hour later they're by the bathrooms. Cass had just changed his shirt.
Charlie asks Cass, "What are the rules for you on using public bathrooms?"
"One, do my business. Two, do not talk or bother others. Three, always wash my hands after doing my business." Cass replies.
"Okay, go," Charlie orders.
Cass enters the bathroom while Charlie waits for him.
A few minutes later Cass is done doing his business and is washing his hands. He sees a guy start to leave without washing his hands. Cass breaks rule number two and speaks, "You didn't wash your hands."
The guy just looks at Cass like he's weird then leaves. Cass quickly dries his hands and follows the guy out of the bathroom.
Cass exits the bathroom and runs into Charlie. The guy is moving quickly away from Cass.
"Come back you didn't wash your hands after you got done." Cass yells at the guy.
"Cass, what's rule number two?" Charlie asks.
"Don't talk or bother others. Oh, I didn't follow it but he didn't wash his hands." Cass replies.
"That's fine. Some guys are gross. All that matters is that you're not gross." Charlie responds. "Let's go shopping."
The two head towards the stores. Cass spots the two people watching them. He recognizes them as fangels.
Cass points at them and warns Charlie, "Frigfangels!"
"Don't point. We'll be fine as long as we stay in a public area." Charlie replies, pulling his arm down and moving him towards a store.
In a men's section of a store Charlie and Cass are standing. Cass pulls out a small notebook.
"Do you know what you need and the sizes?" Charlie asks.
"Yes, Dean wrote a list with correct sizes. No mistakes this time," Cass replies.
Charlie takes the notebook and look over the list. "Okay. Let's start with a comfortable pant."
"I like how jeans feel," Cass replies.
"Okay, jeans it is." Charlie responds.
They head to men's jeans section.
A female employee walks over to them and asks, "Do you need help?"
Cass is ignoring her.
"Cass, she asked you if you need help." Charlie tells Cass. "How do you respond?"
Cass looks at the employee and says, "No thank you. We're fine."
"Alright, if you need help you can always ask me." The employee replies.
"Okay," Cass says. He starts looking at jeans. The employee walks away.
"Well your people skills are getting a little better," Charlie tells Cass, who isn't listening.
She starts helping Cass look for clothes.
An hour later Charlie and Cass are in a busy hall of the mall carrying bags the frigfangels are close behind them. A security guard is close by.
"Cass, stay here and look at the ceiling." Charlie orders. "Do not make eye contact with anyone and do not talk, understand?"
Cass nods. Charlie walks up to the security guard.
"Sir, my cousin has brain damage from an accident. Those guys over there are bullies. They beat him up all time. I'm too small to protect." Charlie informs. "Can you help us?"
"Yes, go get him out of here. I have a brother that gets bullied for the same reason." Security guard replies.
"Thank you," Charlie replies.
She goes to Cass and ushers him towards the doors. The security guard stops the frigfangels. Charlie and Cass leave the mall.