Who: Josie and Alan What: A run in Where: The supermarket When: Saturday, April 30th, late afternoon Rating: PG/PG-13 Status: In-Progress
Josie was a woman on a mission, she had decided after being home for a few hours she was bored and wanted a bowl of ice cream. Not just any ordinary bowl of ice cream, she wanted one of her super duper, horribly bad for her, full of calories, gut bursting ice cream sundae. Sure Twisty's had sundaes, but none of could compare to her SDHBFHFOCGB sundae of her own design. Only bad thing...they didn't have the majority of the ingredients. So she made her way to the supermarket and had gathered all the essentials, ice cream (obviously), three different kinds actually, whip cream, sprinkles, and a jar of maraschino cherries. The only thing left was the chocolate syrup.
She quickly found the aisle, but where was it. There was no way she could make her SDHBFHFOCGB sundae without the chocolate syrup. She saw butterscotch, strawberry, caramel, but no chocolate. What they hell...chocolate was the most basic. Then she had a horrible thought and looked up and there it was. Her beloved chocolate syrup was on the highest shelf. This was the row with the ridiculously high shelf that no real human could reach. Sure Josie was pretty tall for a girl but even she couldn't reach it. She did the basic reaching and jumping and that didn't even work. It was at times like this she wished her freak ability involved stretching or the ability to grow or something. She looked around to find a solution, she wasn't going to leave without it. She couldn't stand on a lower shelf, that would be the last thing she needed, slipping off and falling into the aisle across the way breaking the jars of marshmallow fluff. Sure she could run away and they wouldn't catch her, but first she's leave all her beloved things that she wanted there and second she'd leave them a trail of marshmallow fluff all the way home. Then a brilliant idea came to her. She emptied out the hand basket she hand filled and turned it upside down. She then stood on it and...she still couldn't reach. Come on! She was even wearing high heeled boots. See! No real person could reach it. It wasn't fair, she was so close but her fingertips were just barely missing the bottle.