Gah! I KNOW it's been forever since my last update but between stupid lectures, tabloid presentations and RPing with Americans(You know who you are Panda :P), I cant keep up! but as apology, this one is extra long ^_^
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"Oooooh look at this! no, no, look at that! this is amazing! what's that? hurry up, slow poke! wow, that's the same size as me!"
Logan groaned, his gaze following the munchkin as she darted from shop window to shop window. Seriously, if this was how the kid acted normally, did he dare give her sweets?
"Your not looking!" the young girl huffed in irritation, crossing her arms in a small sulk.
Finally getting the nerve to move from his truck, he heaved himself up from where he had been leaning against the door and walked after her, already dreading how tiring this was going to be.
Anna-Marie started jumping on the spot, gabbing on about how big the toy truck in the window was when she saw him coming over. "It's nearly as big as me! not as big as you though... I dont think anything is as big as you!" she continued to chatter.
Logan wasnt listening though. Instead, he walked right passed her, grabbing hold her when he reached her.
"Hey!" she complained, hanging from under his arm. She was clearly irritated that he was taking her away from the awesome big truck in the store window.
"Do you ever stop talking?" he asked, cutting her off as he walked along the many stores. The only reply he heard was a huff which caused him to smirk, finding it funny.
"Alright. Rules; No running off, no yelling, no messing with stuff and keep close" he grunted as he walked. "We are here to get groceries, get you some clothes, pick up some lunch and then, and only then, get a few sweets" he continued.
Upon entering the little girls department, he set her down and looked through the winter clothes. "What size are you, kid?" he asked, looking down at her.
She stuck her tongue out in concentration, putting her hand on her head before moving it away. "I'm this size" she said, showing him her height.
He snorted, shaking his head. "No, I mean your clothes. The number you choose when shopping" he told her.
"I donno, my Mummy picks my clothes" she said, giving a helpless little shrug.
"You'll need to use a changing room then" he decided, grabbing a pair of jeans in three different sizes before carrying them over to the changing rooms. However, he noticed she wasnt following and whistled, gesturing for her to come along.
She giggled, amused by him as she hurried, going straight in one of the small rooms.
"Right, try them on and come out so I can see if they are a good fit" he ordered, setting them down in there then closing the curtains once he was outside.
He walked over to the wool jumpers, wanting her protected against the harsh snow predicted. After a few minutes though, he was starting to wonder what on Earth was taking her so long.
"You alright in there, kid?" he asked, standing just outside.
"The pants wont come on!"
"Are they the biggest pair?" he rose his brow. He had been a bit unrealistic with the biggest pair fitting her.
"No, the small ones!"
He actually face palmed, growing impatient. "Then shouldnt you try on the next size up?" he asked calmly.
"... oh yeah! good idea!"
He shook his head, leaning on the frame when he heard the rustling of clothes.
After a minute or two, she came out to show him. "I like them!" she beamed up at him.
"Hold on" he crouched down and checked that they weren't too small but deemed them the right size, keeping note of it for future. "Good. Go back in and I will find you some shirts" he said, going back over as she waited in the room.
The girl didn't have a gut or breasts so he picked out the same size, taking down a pink woolen thing. "Try this on" he grunted, handing it to her.
He was relieved when it didn't take her anywhere near as long to put it on and come out.
"What do you think?" she giggled, having fun twirling for him.
"Very nice" he smirked. He went over to the racks, having a general idea of sizes now. The kid was still doing twirls so he left her to it, finding it a lot easier that way.
He picked out a total of six outfits and went over to the underwear when he heard the kid squealing. That couldn't be good so he hurried over, groaning with embarrassment when he saw what she was doing.
"I'm supergirl!" she declared, a pair of panties on her head like a hat as she 'flew' around in circles.
"What in the name of... get those off your head!" he growled, barging past the group of giggling girls that had been watching her.
"But I'm supergirl!" she told him, a huge grin plastered on her face which slowly disappeared when he snatched them off her.
"What did I say about messing with stuff?" he growled, putting them back on the display.
"Not to?"
"Right" he grunted, taking a few packets of girls panties and socks then called for a worker to come over.
"Hey, anyway she can wear this now when we pay for it?" he asked.
The teenager smiled, nodding her head. "Sure, take the tags off and I can scan it" she offered.
"Thanks" he said as he guided the kid after the woman who led them to the till.
Taking the tags off the jeans and jumper, he handed them to the woman, along with the clothes and put the jumper the kid had been wearing like a dress into the bag.
He gave her his card, packing the bags before looking down at Marie. "You are this far from not getting sweets" he told her, showing a small gap between his thumb and finger, causing the girl to frown.
"No! I'll be good!" she promised as he led her out of the store.
"You better be" he warned, taking her back outside.
The second store they reached was the grocery store. "Stay close" he reminded her when he took the trolley and pushed it through the isles.
Marie seemed far too interested in the movement of the trolley as she held on to his pants.
He gave her the benefit of the doubt though, shopping like usual. "You allergic to anything?" he asked, looking down as she shook her head.
He looked back to the shelf and grabbed a few canned foods, setting them in the trolley as he moved along. "What veggies do you like?" he asked when he reached the fresh food isle.
"None!" she said as she scrunched her nose. Who would like veg?
Logan didn't dignify that answer with a response. Instead, he rephrased his question with an order. "Pick out three veggies, now."
Marie gave a huff, scurrying through the isle in hopes of finding something at all tasty but just as she expected, it was all nasty. "It's all gross" she whined over at him.
"Fine" he said, in no mood to mess around as he grabbed three types of vegetables for her; broccoli, onions and lettuce. At least if he got some meat, he could use the onions and lettuce to make her an alright buttie.
He grabbed a few extras then picked out some fruit too and moved along.
By the time he had started looking over some steaks, Marie was so bored that she thought she was going to die from it.
"We can fry these up tonight, kid" Logan smiled, picking out a large one for him and a medium sized one for the little squirt. "Kid?" he turned around when she was being unusually quiet, nearly dropping the meat when he realized she and the trolley were gone.
"Weeeeee!" Marie grinned madly, riding the trolley as fast as she could down the isle, forcing shoppers to quickly get out of the way.
"Marie!" he panicked, running after the child before she hurt herself. He grabbed hold of the bar, stopping the trolley before it could slam into a load of shelves. "Are you insane?!" he demanded, grabbing onto her arm.
"I was having fun!" she grinned.
"That was not fun! that was dangerous!" he fumed, taking her over to a rack where they wouldn't be seen. "You. Do. Not. Ever. Do. That. Understand?" he asked, smacking at her tush with every word.
Marie whimpered, not understanding why he was so angry. "I'm sorry" she whined, close to tears.
"You damn well should be" he told her, giving her a few more smacks before picking her up, setting her in the attached seat on the trolley.
She sniffled, rubbing at her eyes as she fidgeted. She thought he was the most horrible huntsman in all of the universe.
Shaking his head, he pushed her along, making sure to hurry with the rest of his shopping.
"Can I get sweets now?" she asked, pulling at his shirt which made him snort.
"No chance" was all he said and finally reached the counter, putting the food on it.
"But you said..."
"I said 'if you are good'" he finished for her, giving her a stern look.
"Mean" she huffed, crossing her arms in a sulk.
"Whatever you say, kid" he grunted and sighed in relief once everything was bagged up.
"You are" she told him.
"If I was mean, I'd be taking you home and giving you brussel sprouts for lunch, instead of going to mcDonalds" he said, spotting his car in the car park as he went over.
"McDonalds?" her interest peaked.
"Yeah, I guess" he shrugged, opening the boot of the truck and putting the bags from the trolley into it.
"I want a happy meal" she told him as she fidgeted in the seat.
"Then I don't want to hear a peep out of you for the whole way there" he warned, finally lifting her out and putting her in the truck.
During the drive there, he smirked at how quiet she was. It seemed that the threat of brussel sprouts instead of McDonalds worked very well. In fact, he hadn't heard a peep from her the whole time, causing him to feel the need to glance at her through the rear view mirror as he drove through the drive thru.
"You okay, kid?" he asked.
"Yeah" she nodded, smiling at the drive thru window that was coming up.
Snorting slightly, he opened the window.
"A big mac meal and a coke" he grunted then looked to the little girl.
"Nugget happy meal! coke! ketchup!" she grinned.
"Yeah, that" he nodded and drove to the next window, collecting their order and handing the guy the money. He handed the kid her drink but kept all the food on the passenger seat, not trusting her to wait until they got home.
She seemed quite content with her drink though, sipping away at it as she watched out the window.
"Go easy on that, your gonna need it" he observed, hearing her slurping away. The trip home seemed ages for Logan, the smell of the food in the bag getting to him. He usually wasn't a fan of greasy food but he felt like shoving the big mac into his mouth by the time they reached the cabin.
"Inside" he grunted, noticing the snow growing heavy. He emptied the boot, taking the bags in as she crawled up onto the couch.
The hungry little bugger already had her happy meal beside her and was munching on her fries. Meanwhile, Logan put away all the groceries and put her bag of clothes on her bed.
"Hungry?" he snorted, seeing her dipping her nuggets into the ketchup and happily munching on them when he finally managed to sit down.
"Yeah!"
He snickered, taking his fries out of the bag and turned the tv on while he ate them. It didn't take very long for thieving little fingers to find them though.
"How can you still be hungry?" he growled, moving his fries away as he ate some more.
"I just am" she crawled onto his lap, thieving a few more.
"They are mine" he growled, giving her the stink eye.
"Learn to share" she giggled, her mouth full of his fries.
"Greedy runt" he grumbled, giving her the rest of the pack and happily ate his big mac.
She giggled more, finishing off his fries like the evil little fry thief she was.
"Good cub" he yawned, settling back on the couch to nap. Trying to take care of a child really took it out of you. Especially when the child was Marie.
She finished off her coke before climbing up onto his nap. He was too tired to get her off so held her instead, allowing her to snuggle into his chest as he dozed off.
