BlackLynx17: Hello everyone! Happy Mendy Week Day 4? I know the story says 3, but if we count the bonus day it's 4. Anyways, this is my third favorite out of the week. Hope you enjoy.

DAY 3: Pining

"We should go out!"

Mest looked up from the deodorant he was thinking of buying, seeing a cute girl about three-quarters his size with long navy blue hair and dark brown eyes, staring right at him with a serious expression on her face. He blinked a couple of times just to make sure she was there.

"Huh?"

"We should go out!"

Mest put the deodorant in his basket and turned to face her, "um... no. Have a nice day."

He started walking down and over to the shampoo aisle, planning on buying some shampoo and conditioner next. He bumped into the same girl who was staring rather determinedly at him.

"If we pick the same shampoo will you go on one date with me?" She asked.

Mest blinked and sighed out, "sure, why not?"

"Alright! So on the count of three we say the name brand out loud, alright? One, two, three! Pantene!"

"Tresseme." Mest said at the same time, reaching out for the bottle.

"What? Really? Pantene is so much better and healthier for your hair; Tresseme is much too heavy." She frowned.

Who was this girl to give him advice about hair products? And why was he listening as he switched his bottles real quick before leaving the aisle again?

"Wait, sir, I really think you should reconsider." The blue haired, browned eye girl said chasing after him down the aisle after grabbing the same shampoo and conditioner.

"I'm sorry Miss, a deal is a deal though. I'm not interested and don't understand how you are since we've never met before." Mest said heading towards the pet food section next.

"It was love at first sight obviously, but I want to make sure that its real or not which is why I want one date. I mean, if you're a complete creep with a horrible personality it doesn't matter how pretty you are." She told him.

Mest nodded his head and hummed, "you make a pretty good point."

"Pick a brand in three, two, one! Meow Mix!"

"Pedigree." Mest said grabbing the small bag.

"What? No fair! I thought you had a cat!" She started pouting.

"I do have a cat, she likes to eat dog food for some reason though." Mest said walking away again.

"That was a trick play then! Doesn't count!" The strange woman said following after him again.

"Look, I'm sorry miss, but I'm really not interested. You look pretty nice and everything, but-"

"Pick a brand in three, two, one! Captain Crunch!"

"Fruit Loops," Mest said grabbing the box, "but I'm just not at that point in my life right now where I'm looking for a girlfriend."

"Pick a flavor! Three, two, one! Strawberry!"

"Chocolate, man you're really persistent on this." Mest said grabbing a carton of chocolate ice cream.

"Well I don't want to regret missing my one. I've never fallen in love at first sight before and I don't want to accidentally miss the one I'm supposed to meet just because I didn't try hard enough."

Mest turned back and stared at the girl, at the sincere smile on her face and determined look in her eyes. He sighed lightly and started rubbing the back of his neck.

"You can keep trying until I get to check out, but after that we're parting ways."

Her eyes immediately lightened up, "deal! Pick a brand! Three! Two! One!"

It took a long time at Target even though he only needed a handful of things. He picked up a few extra just because she seemed so eager, but it finally got to the part where they were waiting in line. She was just really bad at this, either that or they had completely different tastes in items... although he'd often exchange his things after she would give him some information about it.

He was dumping his stuff on the counter, the girl frowning slightly behind him with her bangs covering her eyes. Mest looked at her and sighed, spotting a gum rack right in front of him. He nudged her softly with his elbow and motioned to the gum rack with his head.

"Last one, pick a gum. Three, two, one."

"Juicy Fruit," they both said reaching for it.

Her face immediately lit up as she started jumping up and down, giggling to herself. Mest felt a little happy himself as he placed it for the worker to scan and charge him. Her persistence was really started to wear him down and, dare he say it, at this last one he really was rooting for her.

"That'll be $32.39."

Mest pulled out his credit card and swiped it, punching in his pin before he got his receipt back. He grabbed the pen on the counter and started writing his name and his number, handing it to the girl.

"One date."

She grinned as she happily took it, "my name is Wendy by the way."

"I'll see you late then Wendy." Mest said grabbing his groceries.

He threw his bags in the front seat as he got into his car and started it up, buckling up his seat belt. He paused when he saw the juicy fruit hanging out of his bag and reached for it, putting it in his glove compartment. He was sure one of his friends chewed that sweet tasting gum, but not him; he preferred minty or spicy. It was just so obvious which one she would pick after seeing how many sweet things she had in her basket and how her eyes scanned and stopped at that one when he started the countdown.

What could Mest have said? He really did like a girl with confidence and persistence. Not to mention they really did share one thing in common that he noticed in her basket.

They both liked the same kind of pancake mix.