Dutchman Adventures: A Case of Mistaken Identity

It was a somewhat rainy day, and I convinced my mother to take Clanker, Ogilvey, and myself to the Bangor Mall. Now, this mall is a good hour away, and the only reason that we were headed up there is because my mother had to go shopping at Sam's Club, A.C Moore, the L.L. Bean Outlet, ETC. This would give us ample time to walk around.

She dropped us off at the Sear's entrance. "Don't BOTHER anyone. Security wouldn't be all that happy..." Mom seemed nervous to be leaving me alone with them. I rolled my eyes. "Mom, it's fine." I leaned on her open door. "'Sides, I live with these guys, Mom. It'll be ok." I shut the door, patted the side, and she was off, slowly maneuvering her way around the congested parking lots that surround the giant shopping plaza. I turned to Clanker and Ogilvey, who were gaping at the sheer size of the Mall. Or, at least I thought Ogilvey is gaping. You could never tell with him. I grabbed both their hands and dragged them towards the entrance. "Come on! We can get giant soft-dough pretzels, and I want a candle, and..." I pulled them through the double doors. Clanker, his one eye huge, looked around at the lights. "What are those?" He looked down and saw his reflection gleaming back at him from the tile floor. "WHAT IS THIS MADNESS?" Ogilvey's gravelly voice was bordering on the edge of scared. "Madness? This is the mall." I unzipped my white hoodie, wearing a bright blue long sleeve shirt underneath. Clanker shot me a look. "What happened to the red-striped shirt?" I shrugged. "I was cold." I then linked arms with both of them, steered them past the gawping crowd, and into the central part of the mall. "Sooo... where you wanna go first?" Clanker growled at a pair of girls who are staring. "What were you saying about food?" Ogilvey was looking at the Mall-Map. "They say this is a map?" He was completely baffled. I smiled. But there was no way I was explaining this to him. "It's a map only smart people can read," I teased him. "Better study some more!" He rolled his one eye and we continued on.

Five minutes later, we were sitting at a table, eating soft pretzels. Clanker was pulling his apart, piece by piece. "I dunno..." Ogilvey was examining his. "Look, Gil, it's just bread with salt on it." I took a big bite to prove my point. He gave the pretzel one last scrutinizing look, and then took a small bite. Then he put it down, and announced with the obstinacy of a small child, "I don't like it." I burst out laughing. Clanker did as well, his deep booming laugh making the other tables turn to look. I took a sip of my chocolate milk. "What is that?" Ogilvey tried to change the subject. I rolled my eyes. "Nice subject change. It's chocolate milk." He squinted at it. "What?" I sighed, and stood up. "It's milk that tastes like chocolate. T'is good." Clanker took it from me and chugged it. "That was good." I stood glaring, and then huffed and walked away, leaving them standing in a throng of people. "Hey, wait!" They followed me into the very middle of the mall. Ogilvey turned. "Is... That a car?" I looked as well. "Yup! They do that sometimes... how they get it in I have no clue." Clanker shut his mouth, clearly that had been his question. "Hey, look, it's Hollister! Come on, I'm going inside." Both followed me cautiously towards the dark-lit store that had Sammy Adams booming from it. We went inside.

Ogilvey groaned. "If I had ears, I'd be covering them right now..." The music was much louder inside, making the floor shake. I looked at him. "WHAT?" He shook his head. I shrugged and slid through a clothes circle. A striped top caught my eye. In fact, the entire rack caught my eye. I pulled a couple off, and went over to a mirror. Unfortunately, none of them were long enough for my liking. I sighed and walked back to where I had left the boys. They weren't there. My insides suddenly froze. I spun around a few times, and then ran over to a group of people. "Excuse me, have you seen a guy with a giant algae covered hat, and another guy that has one red eye in the middle of what could be called his forehead?" I was given a number of strange looks, and they turned away. "CRAP!" Where the heck were they? Spinning around again, I caught sight of a giant hat. I sprinted over.

Clanker and Ogilvey were standing in front of a mannequin, and Clanker was poking it. "I think she's frozen." I was about to say something, and then stopped. The mannequin was wearing the same shirt as me, with a white hoodie. They thought it was me. They actually thought it was me.

It was all I could do not to burst out laughing.

"Jen? Can we leave now?" Ogilvey was now talking to it. The mannequin, of course, said nothing. "Jen? JEN!" I stepped forward and wrapped my arms around their shoulders. "So what we doin'?" They both froze, looked at me, and then at the mannequin. "Hey look!" I stepped forward and turned, facing them. "We're twins!" Clanker and Ogilvey turned to each other, realization dawning.

I, for one, would never let them live this down.

A/N Because, I'm just that cool. I get mistaken by my Fish Friends as for Holliester models.

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