Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers
Hasbro owns Transformers
The best presents are not about the price tag, but the intentions behind it.
Christmas Remix: The gift
The worst part of Christmas shopping wasn't the crowds. It wasn't the money. It wasn't even the happenings of coming across a Grinch.
Oh no. This was so much worse. Felicity stood in the middle of the mall biting her lip, looking around at each store.
What in the living world would Felicity get Sunny for Christmas?
A dramatic whine. She had managed to shake off the mech for a day. He was back at home recharging in the cool garage as the heat outside climbed, leaving her to her very important mission.
She took a step forward ready to get some ideas from anything…
Paint and art supplies were a must and maybe some waxes but...she needed the one perfect gift for her very dear friend. A woman walked by her with paper bags in tow. She blinked tilting her head.
The Pottery Barn. Hm. They always had nice housewares. The store itself was warm but it just didn't cut it.
Hallmark was just too common of a gift.
Bath and Body. Well, he couldn't use that stuff for sure. Although he wouldn't smell all that bad in some of their scents…
A smile as she chuckled.
Well maybe there could be other things...Maybe a little trinket to hang from his rearveiw mirror. Maybe something with a sun? Too cheesy?
She walked trying to find the one store where she would find the perfect gift. Tea? Maybe if he could drink. Cookware? She hadn't thought about that before. Felicity noticed he began to be interested in the culinary arts which she did not mind at all. It beat ramen and peanut butter sandwiches at times. Sometimes nothing could beat her favorite meal, no matter how much Sunny complained of the chemicals in it.
She walked into a "As seen on TV" store and chose a copper pan that felt good in her hand. Heavy and sturdy. Well , she could get that for him.
But it still wasn't the one.
She gave money to the clerk, took her change and the bag. With a Merry Christmas she was on her way.
She walked out of the store and continued her trek.
Candles? Did Sunny even like candles? Maybe a car freshener? Wait. Was that considered deodorant to Sunny? She smiled again. It would be a funny gag gift. So, she went into Yankee Candle and settled on Sunny Day.
That would be sort of funny to see his reaction Christmas day.
She walked out with now two bags.
But she still didn't get the one gift.
The one that was so very special and with meaning. It was a little bit later that the smell of strong incense. It wasn't all that bad of a smell it just caught her off guard from the smell of pretzels and pizza or another smell of candles.
It was an exotic shop. The kind where most of the products where that from ancient China or Japanese culture. Kimonos, jade Buddhas, lucky cats, paper fans and umbrellas. The mood within was calm.
Well, this seemed interesting. She walked in and was greeted by the woman behind the counter. She didn't speak English all that well but Felicity used the universal greeting. A smile and little friendly wave.
The woman responded with a wave as well.
Felicity went on her way down the aislesbeing careful of glass statues and little figures. She had to fight her urge to hold them. Golden dragons that were open mouthed held incense in one corner. Another shelf revealed a wonderful tea set, traditional of Japanese culture. Sunstreaker would love half the stuff in here. She smiled at a table of lucky bamboo. Some were braided intractably and others were just simple stalks.
She felt the woman watching her keeping an eye out for anything she seemed interested in. When Felicity was about to see for the price tag out of the corner of her eye she saw a rack of clothing. But what was on it made her pause.
A scarf. But not only that. A deep golden scarf. She walked over to it and gently touched the fabric. It was light and so very soft. Paper thin and warm. The tassels at each end were independent of each other and moved joyously.
The color was not beautiful just because it was Sunny's color but them fact it...felt warm and wonderful and beautiful. Like he was. She looked closer and found that there were in fact intricate patterns in the weaves. Something she found that she liked to follow and trace with a finger.
She took it off the shelf and realized it was a long blanketscarf. It could be worn as a parka, scarf, or be used as a blanket. It was perfect. So simple of a gift but she knew Sunny would look so handsome in it.
Of course it didn't get very cold to use a scarf around here, but maybe a brisk morning he could wear it or even keep it on his true person as a keepsake.
She brought it to the woman in excitement.
And the total did not worry her. It was perfect just the way it was. Just like Sunstreaker was.
