vlredreign (vl_redreign) wrote in qaf_drabbles, @ 2009-12-15 19:39:00 |
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Entry tags: | author: vl_redreign, gusmas 2009 |
The 37 Days Of Gusmas
Title: Price Wars
Author: vl_redreign
Prompt: Shopping
Notes: 4 tonight.
At first, Molly wasn’t sure what to make of Tucker. She thought he was cute, but, dating her mom? No way! Then she noticed how her mother seemed to smile more. Of course, Justin hated him, but Molly thought that he was just jealous. She didn’t know why; he had Brian, and Brian was hot. And then she remembered that they had broken up. Again.
They were so weird.
She and Tucker were shopping for her mom, and having a great time. She realized that the upside of him dating her mom was that he wanted her to like him.
II
“Hey, Molly, what do you think? Will she like this?” Tucker asked, holding up a gorgeous red V-neck sweater. She touched it, then checked the tag. Cashmere.
“Oh, yeah, she’ll love it. You should get that black Michael Kors skirt, too.”
“You think?”
“I’m a girl. Trust me.”
Tucker handed the sweater to the sales clerk, and asked for the skirt.
“Molly, what size?”
“Size eight. You need to remember that. If you get a size too big, you’ll be sleeping on the couch.”
Tucker shook his head.
“Oh, and get that bottle of Mademoiselle. She loves that.”
“Thanks, Molly.”
III
Brian’s door was closed, and Ted had a question. He looked at Cynthia.
“Oh, no you don’t. He said he wasn’t to be disturbed.”
“Does he have someone in there?”
“No. He’s” – she made air quotes – “shopping.”
“Oh. I can wait.”
“You’re a lot smarter than you look.”
Ted glared at Cynthia, who laughed.
“CYNTHIA!!”
She sighed and eased the door open. “You bellowed?”
“Get in here and find me a tote bag.”
She shooed him away from the computer. “Louis Vuitton?”
“I lost a bet.”
“To whom?”
“Justin’s little sister.”
Cynthia laughed. ”This one.”
“You sure?”
“Trust me.”
IV
“Hey.”
“You think your mom will be pissed at me for buying your sister a six hundred dollar purse?”
“Huh?”
“Do I have to repeat that?”
“Why are you buying my sister a bag that expensive?”
“She’s got good taste. Have to encourage that, or she’ll end up addicted to Old Navy like you.”
“Fuck you.”
“Soon. Plus, this way, I have her loyalty for life.”
“Brian, she’s thirteen!”
“Just think, if your mom hadn’t spoiled you, you’d have better taste. Instead, she let you drag her to the mall all the time, and…”
“You so suck.”
“Exceptionally, I’m told.”