Shopping
"You do realize this is the reason I don't take you shopping right?" Francis scowled as he looked back at Ian who seemed confused.
"What? What're you talking about?"
"Seriously? Look at all the stuff you're carrying." Francis looked at his hands then back at Ian.
"What? It's just cookies, cake mix, custard, brownies, pocky, suckers, chocolate bars, M&Ms, and a two liter of pepsi. That's not a lot. "
"Idiot. We came to buy important stuff. Not help you reach your goal of having diabetes before you're thirty. So put all that stuff back." As soon as he finished, Ian gasped.
"Oh come on! I need sugar!"
"No."
Ian glared at him before moving to put everything back, making sure to kick Francis directly on the ass as he passed.
"Fine. But expect a lot of that today." Francis yelped and jumped forward before turning to glare at Ian's retreating backside.
"Asshole."