A/N: Thanks again, so much for all the alerts I've gotten on this story! I'm glad you all like it so much :)

Disclaimer: I don't own Degrassi, or Build-a-Bear Workshop. Even though it'd be really cool if I did!

"I can't believe you're making me do this."

"It'll be so much fun!"

"Says you."

"Just come on." Clare dragged Eli through the packed mall, her excitement apparent in her smile and the fact that she was running through crowds of people. Eli rolled his eyes, proceeding to follow her until they stopped in front of the big yellow store.

"I can't believe you've never made a Build-a-Bear," Clare said, dragging him by the hand into the store that made him grimace. There were far too many colors and happy faces.

"Well, if you couldn't tell, Cece and Bullfrog weren't exactly the type of parents that did this sort of thing."

Clare giggled. "Well now's your chance. Welcome to childhood."

"Can't wait."

Clare glared at her boyfriend. "Don't get an attitude. This will only be horrible if you make it horrible."

"I'm pretty sure it'll be horrible."

Clare pouted. "Can you at least pretend you're happy? For me?"

Eli knew he couldn't resist her when he looked into her baby blue eyes. "Fine," he sighed. "But if Adam sees me in here, I'll never hear the end of it."

Clare seemed to take that as an answer, pulling him over to the array of unstuffed bears to choose from. "What do you think?"

"That we should leave."

Clare shot him a 'look' and Eli raised his hands in surrender. "Right, sorry. Happy."

"Thank you." She dropped her gaze back to the animals. "What do you think of this one?" She picked up a calico cat with green eyes and a big smile.

Eli shuddered. "No. Never been a cat person." He looked up and down the row. "What about…" he picked up a white bulldog. "This."

"Uh, no. I had a bad experience with a bulldog when I was younger." Eli raised a questioning eyebrow. "When I was three, our neighbors had a bulldog, and I was chasing a ball down the street. I didn't know the dog had gotten out, so, much to my surprise, I turned and had fifty pound dog on my tail. Then I tripped over a crack in the street and he landed on me."

Eli smirked for a moment, trying to hold back, but couldn't help laughing.

"Don't laugh at me! It was a very traumatizing experience for a three year old."

"Okay, okay." He put the dog back in its place. After a few more attempts at choosing an animal, they started feeling a little unlikely this would ever happen. Eli pulled his jacket closer around him as mothers shot worried glances at him and pulled their children closer. Just because a guy dresses in all black and wears eyeliner doesn't mean he's going to do something horrible to your children. He pulled Clare closer in attempt to show he wasn't all bad.

She'd been oblivious to the whole situation, plucking through different animals that could be possibilities. "This one's cute, don't you think?"

He shook off the feeling of being constantly watched by cautious mothers and turned to see that she was holding a soft, light tan bear. He looked around the other options, excluding the ones that he and Clare had vetoed, and decided that this was definitely the best one. "Sure…adorable."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes." Eli kissed her nose. "Just like you."

Clare giggled. "Alright, Mr. Goldsworthy, ready to stuff?"

He took her hand as they made their way to the next step of creating their bear. "Why of course, Ms. Edwards," he said in a cheesy British accent. "I live to stuff!"

He felt the gazes of parents on him again as they moved forward in line, but it didn't bother him as much. They handed their 'bear corpse,' as Eli called it to the young blonde girl at the stuff machine. Eli noticed her smiling at the couple as they fought over who got to press the stuffing pedal.

"Is this soft enough?" she asked, handing over the bear. Clare gave it a squeeze, and then handed it to Eli. He looked at it questioningly, but nevertheless, took the bear and hugged it. He heard Clare giggle lightly, but rolled his emerald eyes.

"Perfect," he said, looking right at Clare. She grinned widely. The stuffer smiled, letting the couple have their moment until they were interrupted by a mother behind them clearing her throat.

"Pick out a heart." The stuffer, whose nametag read Lindsey, told them. Clare grabbed a red satin heart out of the bin. "Now give it a kiss and make a wish." Eli took the heart from Clare and held it in between their lips, each kissing a side of the heart. After placing the heart inside the bear, Lindsey sewed it up, leaving the couple on their way.

Eli and Clare 'bathed' their bear together, laughing as they fought over the pedal again, as well as who got to brush, the looks from judgmental moms completely forgotten. Clare held it tightly to her chest and Eli slung an arm over her shoulders as they looked through the variety of clothes to pick.

"Clare?"

"Yes Eli?"

He picked up a little leather jacket and held it up, pleading with his eyes. A smile crept onto Clare's face.

"Yes."

Eli fist pumped the air in victory and Clare rolled her eyes. After pairing the jacket with black jeans, a little pair of converse and a blue shirt with a boom box on it, they got to the final step: the name.

"Edward?" Clare suggested.

"No way. Angus?"

"No."

They spent a few minutes bickering over names until they came on one they could agree on.

"Michael?"

"I like Michael," Clare said.

"Michael it is." Eli typed in the name and the couple paid for their bear. They left with their furry friend in a box, both smiling.

"Wasn't that worth it?" Clare asked, entwining her and Eli's hands.

He looked down at his girl, smiling brightly, and smiled back, kissing her forehead.

"Absolutely."

A/N: Fun fluffy stuff :) Reviews are always appreciated!