HAH it hasn't been a month yet. AND I daresay I need to update this, because I always update/write something on the 4th of July for some strange reason. And before I update COB kiddies, I need to reread the whole thing. Don't worry its fine, I have written down everything I want in it because I knew this would happen, (I wrote the ending too lol).
So this isn't a What If in so many words, but it is…? Shut up I WORK at Dollar Tree, there's an old What If in this or I wouldn't have put it on the list. XD So here's the story.
..Me and a friend of mine were at Dollar Tree in town. They had these big purple trash can things, and mops and brooms in the same aisle. So I was gonna be a blind person, with the can over my head and the broom as a cane so I didn't run into anything. My friend did the same, only she got a mop. And her big sister told us to fight, so we were blindly sword fighting in the middle of Dollar Tree…
So.
What If…
there were Dollar Tree shenanigans?
((as suggested by the darling ILoveNumber8))
"I don't believe I'm doing this…" Roxas muttered as the automatic doors rolled open to the 'Dollar Tree' store. "I never should have agreed to take you shopping, Axel!" He said loud enough for his partner in crime to hear him, "Who knows what we're going to come out of here with?"
"Oh come on Rox, when have I ever been bad in a store?" Axel said innocently as they entered the establishment. Roxas rolled his eyes as memories from many video rental places bombarded him. "All we need are cleaning supplies," Axel continued, oblivious to Roxas' reverie, "and then we shall be out of here to carry on with…other…entertainments," he winked at Roxas as he grabbed a basket. "Sound like a plan?"
"I guess," Roxas said warily, as he allowed himself to be led through the store.
"Now which way is he cleaning supplies," Axel muttered, noting that the store was in fact quite large.
"How about we ask someone?" Roxas suggested, pointing at the cashier.
"Nah," Axel said dismissively as he took off in a random direction. "How can you call yourself a man if you ask for directions? No, we can find it. All we need to do is loo—Oooh, what is this?" Axel said as he stopped abruptly. He looked down at the item of the day advertisement, which demonstrated an animal that grew 600 percent of its original size once it was placed in water.
"Psst," Axel whispered to Roxas as he winked, "I know something that grows without being placed in water…"
Roxas smacked him and continued to walk towards the aisles. "Lets see, this appears to be all summer stuff, party stuff," he continued to peruse the aisles, "toys…"
"HOLD THE PHONE!" Axel said, pulling Roxas to a complete stop. "Toys? I think we need to check this out…" He dragged Roxas down the aisle, amazed at all the toys the place had to offer.
"LOOK ROXY!" Axel said, slowly amping it up to hyper mode, "a ninja star! Can we get some?"
Roxas rolled his eyes. "Axel, they're plastic."
"So?"
"No. You have real weapons. You do not need fake ones." But Axel was not listening. He had already picked up a fake plastic sword ensconced in a fake plastic sheath. He modeled it at Roxas, grinning suggestively as he made a lewd gesture with it. "Oh stop that," Roxas said, turning a mild shade of pink.
"Fine," Axel said as he moved to put it down. However, a sudden bolt of inspiration hit him. "ROXAS it's a NEW KIND OF WEAPON, check it out!" He held the sword and sheath as one and whipped it in Roxas' direction. Just as Axel had planned, the sheath flew off the sword. However, instead of hitting its intended target, Roxas, the light plastic sailed over Roxas to the next aisle over. A crash was heard as Roxas glared at Axel. Axel quickly put the sword down and disappeared with Roxas into a portal, appearing on the opposite side of the store.
"Hey look! The cleaning supplies! Convenient…" Axel consulted his list as he saw what they needed. "We need a mop."
"We should probably get a bucket too, just in case." Roxas picked up a bucket, and threw it at Axel. Axel, ever the genius, decided to catch it with his head.
"Ta da!" he said. Roxas then threw the mop as well, satisfied when it hit him across the head with a resounding clang. Axel, seeking retaliation, began blindly swinging the mop, aiming to hit Roxas. Roxas quickly moved to snatch the mop from his hands before he knocked down the entire aisle. Grabbing a container of soap, he ushered him away from the danger zone.
"Can't I take you to a store without you tearing it down?" Roxas asked impatiently.
"What can I say," Axel smirked sheepishly, "it's a curse…" they turned the next aisle and Axel gaped in awe. "Look at all the food…"
Axel went into overload from the junk food possibilities, and quickly began to fill up his basket with all sorts of munchies. In his excitement, he nearly toppled over a worker who was placing food on the shelves.
"Excuse me," he asked her, trying to be polite. "How much is this?" he asked while holding up a bag of potato chips.
"A dollar," she said without even looking.
"And this?" he held up the pretzels.
She turned to him, putting down her box. "A dollar."
"What about this?" he held up a bag of sunflower seeds.
"Also a dollar."
"What about—"
"Can't you see that everything is a dollar?!" Roxas asked impatiently. The girl smiled knowingly as the two continued down the aisle. She rolled her eyes as they passed her and continued with her work. "Now come on, let's get out of here before you destroy the place…" he muttered, seeing the check out in sight.
"But Roxy, this place is cool!" Axel protested.
"Well, maybe we can come back some day, if you're good."
"How good?"
"No sexual propositions for a week."
"Oh, we're never coming back here."
Roxas laughed as they paid for their purchases.
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Yes yes short, and OMG THEY DON'T MAKE OUT WHAT?! Theyre in the middle of Dollar Tree for gods sakes, never have I once ran into anyone getting down with it in a aisle. Lol. But the sheath launching? Yeah I did that. It launched into the next aisle over, luckily no one was there. AND I MAKE AN APPEARANCE! I'm the girl. WHEE! And I get that question every freaking day.
REVIEW MY DEARS!
Last time was indeed Crossdressing!
"You want me to…regularly…buy you your…KY?"
