My Jelly Boyfriend

by pmcapture

Science is important. It envelops our knowledge of our world around us, and even what lies beyond the realm of our atmosphere. However, it can also fulfill...practical desires. This is the story of how scientists finally artificially created a conscious being for the first time in history, answering every last question about ourselves. The conscious being escapes to find its love

21. Shopping

Chapter 21 - Shopping

When we finally got to the front of the store, my jelly boyfriend stopped in his tracks as he looked around to find a door. "Hey, these are automatic doors. You put your foot in front of them...", I said, moving my foot in front of the doors, watching my jelly boyfriend's face as the doors opened, "...and they open!" He had a look of wonder on his face, wondering how it worked. We walked into the store, feeling a breeze of cool air as the inside doors open.

My jelly boyfriend wore an expression of major curiosity. He saw everything: Food, snacks, flowers, shopping carts, cashiers, everything. Of course, this was one of those stores that always employed greeters. "Hey guys! Hey, you look just like this guy!", he said, pointing to my jelly boyfriend first, then at me. "How'd that happen?" My jelly boyfriend stuggled to remember what the story was, so I explained, "We're identical twins. He's visiting for a couple of days." The greeter wore a fake smile as he proclaimed, "Well isn't that great! Have fun shopping, alright?" I gave him a nod, while my jelly boyfriend had a very confused look on his face. "Come on", I said through my teeth.

He eventually walked along with me, whispering "This place is really weird. And really... awkward." I replied, "Trust me, all Walmarts are like this." He asked, "Why do people go to this... Wal...Mart?" "Well,", I answered while pulling out a shopping cart, "People hate it here, among all these other people, but the reason they come here is that most of the prices seem lower. They really aren't, but the fruit they have here are cheaper than other places."

As I began moving the shopping cart, it began to squeak. My jelly boyfriend cringed at the sound. *SQUEAK* *SQUEAK* *SQUEAK* It drove him crazy. I looked at his face, watching him wince in pain at the squeaking. "Oh god, I'm sorry! Let me get another one!" I pulled out another cart, which thankfully didn't squeak. Instead, it wobbled. It had to do for now.

As we began walking through the fruit/vegetables section, there were a lot of people giving us weird looks. Everyone from kids to 70-year old grandmothers were acting as if they had never seen identical twins before. "This is really, really weirding me out", my jelly boyfriend whispered to me. "Don't worry, they've just never seen identical twins before.", I assured him. I pulled out some apples, bananas, a lot of carrots, lettuce, and peaches. "Why so many carrots?!", he asked. I didn't have to say anything. Instead, I just looked at him, pulling my bottom lip under my buck teeth. "Gotcha", he said with a reassured grin.

As we walked to the nearby bread isle, there was this one mom with a little boy in her shopping cart. He looked directly into my jelly boyfriends eyes, waving 'hello!' at him. He waved back, wearing a smile on his face. I picked some loaves of wheat bread off the shelf, looking over to find him looking down the isle, at the boy in that mom's shopping cart. "Come on, let's get this over with.", I sternfully said to my jelly boyfriend.

While we walked toward the cereal isle, my jelly boyfriend asked yet another question. "What's up with... them?", he said, pointing at a very overweight person riding one of those ridable carts. "That's what happens to humans when they eat too much in a period of time. However, that person shouldn't be riding in that, those carts are for senior citizens who can't walk as well as we can.", I replied.

When we picked up our cereal, we moved onto the freezer section, where there was a crying baby, with her father not really doing anything to quiet her. I looked again at my jelly boyfriend's face. Again, it was wincing in pain as it was before. I whispered to him, "Let's move on, we don't need much from this section anyway." My boyfriend was more eager to move than me, grabbing the cart and walking to the fridge section. I followed him, grabbing a gallon of milk, some yogurt, bacon, eggs, and soda.

In the next isle, the snacks and mixes section, there was a 60-year old man wearing crutches. He dropped whatever he was holding, staring directly at us while we picked out some pancake mix, some coffee beans, some Oreos, and some cake mix. As we walked by him, he began to walk next to my jelly boyfriend, staring at him directly in the eyes. "You know, I don't know what it is, but something's different about you...", he said in a menacing tone of voice.

I looked over to find this man trying to scare my jelly boyfriend, seeing it actually working as he struggled to say something. "Hey, leave him alone!", I yelled at the old man. "Something's not right with you two! I can't tell what it is though...", he mumbled. My jelly boyfriend turned to him, saying "Look, we're identical twins, alright?! There's nothing wrong with that!" He looked a little puzzled. "No, I don't mean like that, there's something funny going on...", he inquired. "Look, even if there is something going on, it has nothing to do with you, so piss off!", I said to the man, walking away from him towards the front of the store.

My jelly boyfriend caught up to me while I was pushing the shopping cart. "That guy was so crazy! He almost found out about us!", my jelly boyfriend whispered to me. In fear. "Relax, he was just being crazy is all.", I assured him. As we walked up to a line to a cash register, my jelly boyfriend looked at all the terrible magazines they had. He couldn't believe that anybody reads this crap, either. He then looked at all the different candy. "Can I get one?!", he said, pointing to a Hershey bar. "My gift", I said as I picked up a bar, tossing it into the cart.

As there was a 40-year old mom with a hundred coupons, it was kind of annoying that I had to wait. However, it did give time for my jelly boyfriend to discover some more things. For example, the belt conveyor. He gently placed one of his fingers onto it. Ten or eleven drops fell onto the conveyor, traveling to the other end of the belt. Oh shit, he thought. I picked up a gallon of milk, almost placing it onto the conveyor, before noticing my jelly boyfriend beginning to have a meltdown. I was about to ask him what was wrong, when I saw him get a little excited as he saw his liquid come up from under the counter, merging it back into his finger. As we both were placing the groceries onto the belt, the cashier scanned each one, placing them into bags.

When the last of them finally went into the bag, I walked up to the cashier, pulling out my debit card. "That'll be 120$, please!", she said in a happy tone of voice. I replied, "Here you go!", as I swiped my card through the slot, putting in my code. My jelly boyfriend was so excited that it was finally over. What a day, he thought. As we began heading back out, he said "Man! Next time, just drop me off back home, alright?" I chuckled, saying, "I bet you wish you lost that bet now, huh?" He wore a look of embarrassment and frustration. "Sh-shut up..."