Hey guys, Chanté here! I just want to thank you for the lovely reviews you guys have given me. You're all awesome!
Just so you know, I'm English. As Uncharted is set in with American characters and all that jazz, I try and change things from English to American, like I changed shops to stores. If you guys see anything and you're a bit like confused or you have any pointers for me, let me know! I also accept request! If you guys want a particular day in their lives that you want to read about, just let me know!
Okay, back to the story!
Day twelve of the Nate and Sully friendship
Nate and Sully were shopping. Neither of them particularly knew how to navigate through a shopping mall, but they had both woken up that morning on a mission. They were going to buy clothes, even if it killed them. The fact that they were still in Cartagena meant it probably would. They were going to leave come sundown. They would have left sooner, but they had to get some sort of clothing, since Nate only had what Sully found him in and Sully only carried about a week's worth of clothing. Trying to share that between them was not working for either of them. So shopping was on the agenda today. They stood outside what they thought to be an outlet mall, looking at each other. With a simultaneous nod, they strolled through the double doors. The urge to turn around and run the hell out of there was almost too much for Sully. The only thing that stopped him was the fact that Nate was shoving his way through the mass of people, his mind set that today was the day that he (ahem, Sully) bought new clothes. Sully hurried after Nate. "Hold up, Kid. You have no idea where you're going. We need to plan this out." Sully looked worried and uncomfortable, constantly making eyes for the double doors. Nate just shook his head.
"No way. I give you time to think, I give you time to leave. We're going to shop. C'mon." Nate casually grabbed Sully's arm, but Sully knew it was a difficult gesture for Nate to make. Nate tried to avoid long periods of body contact. Scratch that. He got uncomfortable after just a second of body contact. He was so used to hiding and making himself invisible, that when Sully actually tried to touch him whether it be a high five or, God forbid, a victory hug, Nate went pale. So when Nate grabbed Sully's arm, Sully was so surprised that he didn't try to stop Nate from pulling him into a store called 'Charted Clothing'. ('Clothes that put you on the map!') Nate beelined for the jeans. Seemed to Sully like Nate had a thing for jeans. Sully watched Nate linger wistfully around them before turning away. Nate walked around the store twice before picking up a basket. To Sully's surprise, Nate picked clothes out for Sully first.
"Whoa, whoa, Kid. What about clothes for yourself?" Sully questioned Nate, making Nate pause and look down into the basket.
"I-I don't know. I wasn't really thinking about myself." Nate pondered over that, before going over to the jeans, picking up a few pains and deposited them in the basket. "There, Sully," Nate said cheekily, "Clothes for me too." Nate smiled at Sully, before resuming shopping. Sully had half a gaze on Nate, half a gaze on the exits, making sure they were safe. Sully watched as a cute brunette teenager walked in with her mom. Nate happened to walk past the girl, instantly capturing her interest. She was staring at him, while he walked around the store. Nate practically danced over to Sully, lunging every so often to pick up another article of clothing. Sully could see the overflowing baskets (when had he picked up the other three? Sully wondered) smiling sheepishly.
"Kid, don't look now, but that dame is sure interest in you." Nate looked up at Sully, fear obvious on his face.
"No she's not." Nate sounded desperate, looking into Sully's eyes for reassurance. Sully chuckled before jerking his head in the girl's direction. Nate whipped his head around to look at the girl. She smiled tentatively at Nate, accompanying it with a little wave. Nate's eyes widened in fear. He turned his head back around, surprising Sully that he didn't give himself whiplash, and kept his eyes on the ground. Sully wasn't sure whether to find it funny or sad.
"Kid, tell me you've dated a dame before." Sully pleaded Nate and Nate returned the plead with a frightened stare.
"I don't think I've ever spoken to one." Nate whispered.
"No way. Kid, I figured you for a dame in every museum kind of guy." Sully stifled a chuckle.
"Don't I wish" Nate muttered.
"Hold on, you spoke to Marlowe." Sully recalled. Nate shuddered.
"Yeah, but she was a bitch! I didn't really talk to her anyway. I just tried to say something that would make her go away." Nate explained. He exasperatedly finished with: "She didn't even like me! How am I supposed to talk to someone pretty who likes me?" Nate looked miserable.
"Look, it's easy. Just go over and say hello." Sully kindly explained. Nate just looked at Sully, the fear so resonant of his face that Sully knew he had to get rid of this fear now. Nate's knuckles were white from where he was holding one of the baskets handles like it was a lifeline. Sully peered around the store. He could see the girls eyes kept darting over to look at Nate. Suddenly, Sully had an idea. "Oh, Nate, would you look at that? You forgot the socks!" Sully declared. Nate looked into the baskets and then looked around the store, fearing the worst. Nate's shoulders sagged, looking at the socks which were so inconveniently situated behind the girl. Sully chuckled. "Looks like you can give her a quick hello as we walk on by." Sully started walking off towards the socks, but on a route that would clash with the girls. Nate scampered after him; his shoulders slumped in utter defeat. Once they were close enough, Sully started slowing down. Nate was whispering beside Sully, trying to give himself advice, his eyes never straying from the ground. Sully nudged him. Nate looked up, the fear in his eyes essentially punching Sully in the face. Sully had never seen anybody look so scared. Sully nodded encouragement at Nate. Nate turned and looked at the girl. His shoulders tensed and Sully knew his breath had caught in his throat. Nate managed a 'hello', to which she replied with a smiled 'hi'. Nate looked away immediately, looking straight ahead. He exhaled, like a giant weight had been taken off of his shoulders. "Holy crap." Sully heard Nate murmur, which caused Sully to laugh. Sully's laugh was loud and contagious and Nate joined in too. Sully added a few pairs of socks to the baskets for good measure.
"You did good, kid! You're a natural." Sully figured he should try to up Nate's ego and self esteem, and Nate glowed in return.
"I don't- no. I really don't want to do that again." Nate looked instantly calmer, which caused Sully to laugh again.
"Just you wait until even your fear of dames won't stop you talking to a beauty, kid." Sully chuckled and walked with Nate to the checkout. "Just you wait."