Jesse Pinkman, yo (methlab4cutie) wrote in thedoorway, @ 2013-12-13 20:11:00 |
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Entry tags: | !log, ellie, jesse pinkman |
Who: Jesse and Ellie
When: A few weeks ago when Jesse told Sherlock he was going grocery shopping.
Where: A grocery place in NYC
What: GROCERY SHOPPING GEEZ. And talking about whale watching. And stealing a grocery cart.
Rating: Nothing terrible triggering. Bad language and vague mentions of drugs, though.
Jesse wanted to pull his weight around the apartment. He worried that Joan didn’t like him (because she was a Sober Companion and he was a Former Meth Addict). And Sherlock was currently in a mood. So when mommy and daddy were fighting, you leave the house. Actually, in Jesse’s experience, when mommy and daddy were fighting, you get kicked out. Because you were the reason for their fight. So he was going to do the shopping. He tried to make note of things they had and were low on (because he wasn’t sure what the other two ate). And making a list stops you from buying Funyuns and gummy bears. Another thing in attempts to rein himself in: he brought Ellie. He wasn’t sure if that was a good idea or a bad idea. Jesse got into the driver’s side of the car and leaned over to pop the lock up for Ellie. He cranked up the heat and pulled his hat over his ears. Sure, the desert was cold at night but not this cold. “Should I play music or not? Did you have music? Do you know how to drive?” Because he could score such Cool Guy points if he let her drive. But he liked his car, so he hoped she wasn’t too excited about the question. It was freezing, sure, but Ellie had been in worse. That didn’t make waiting around for Jesse any more fun. All these things like heat and regular food were making her soft, she was shivering. So when the lock popped she immediately crawled in, curling up in the seat and slamming the door shut quickly. And the questions started almost immediately. Raising an eyebrow she just stared at him for a second like he was an idiot. Cause he really could be sometimes. “Yeah, I had music.” she snarked back while her hand curled up around the walkman in her hoodie pocket. Pym had managed to fix it and hadn’t done anything funny to it, which was a blessing in and off itself. “Besides, there’s like a fuckton of music here. It’s even in the stupid elevator.” She settled into her curled ball on the seat and looked out over the dash. “And I watched Joel. He taught me a little, but there weren’t really any other cars ever. Well not ones with people in them and, you know, moving.” Jesse started the car and looked lovingly at the steering wheel. He had an affinity for cars. From the ‘82 Monte Carlo that was taken from him by the cops to the shitty Tercel that he bought when he had to be lowkey. The El Camino that they were in now was pretty ugly but it was a symbol to him. Of freedom. And that rich people will give you things if they feel bad for you. “I was just wondering what kind you liked, cool it. Seatbelt.” He had his habits when driving. He’d usually light his cigarette, do up his seatbelt and put the car in drive. But he thought better at driving with a kid in the car. God, don’t let her know you called her a kid. “How long til you get your learners? I could help with that, you know. Driving makes you feel like you got some goddamn control over yourself, at least. Better than waiting for a bus.” People saying things that didn’t make any sense to her was pretty much par for the course now. When he mentioned the seatbelt she turned her head and just stared at him. It was a surly stare as she tried to piece together what exactly it was that he wanted. When she watched him pull that stupid strap thing over himself. “No, no fucking way.” she huffed, hugging her knee closer as she looked away. No way she was wrapping herself up in that death trap. Sure people said it was safe here and she had yet to be chased down by people or infected here, but all it took was once. Something like that took away valuable seconds from getting away if someone tried to get in the car. And it looked uncomfortable as hell. “And I don’t know what a learners permit is.” Jesse sighed and went on about his business pulling out of the parking spot. “It’s when you can legally drive, but only a little, since you’re learning. Sorry.” He felt like a jerk every time he mentioned something that Ellie didn’t have or wasn’t around for. And since he didn’t know what to do with these feelings, he switched the radio on to some random metal station. Once at the store, Jesse grabbed a cart. He looked around, suspiciously. “Do you want to get in the cart?” Raising an eyebrow, Ellie looked over into the cart. She had been to the store enough now that she had seen people put kids in them. Usually young kids, like babies and whining toddlers. Slowly she looked back up at him. “Just how young do you think I am?” she asked, hands on her hips. “I could still beat you up, you’re like a twig.” Still she lifted one hand up and let it rest lightly on the side of the cart, keeping track of it with her fingertips. If he was pushing he couldn’t get too far from her. And it wasn’t like with Pym where she could just hold his hand, it was fine with Pym but Jesse was entirely different. “Unless you’re going to push it down the aisles and just let go but that’d be way more fun on a hill.” Jesse went about throwing things into the cart. Things he knew he could afford, things he knew they needed. He was being very good about not just stocking up on Poptarts. “Well, we could take the cart outside when we’re done…” Ellie’s hand on the cart reminded him of when he was small. His mother didn’t want him to run away, so she made him hold the cart. He did that for awhile, until he started to grow into being an asshole. It was strange, thinking about how he didn’t used to be the way he was. We were all innocent and less angry at one point. “Basically, I’m saying we steal this cart, El.” Ellie kept track of the things that he threw into the cart. The amount of food this place had, it never failed to catch her by surprise. They could have fed the town for months with everything stocked here and all of it was just there in one place but behind a wall of prices and money. It was all so fucking strange. There were people starving in these streets and this food was just sitting here instead. And she was just lucky enough that she was not stuck on the streets out with them. The poor bastards couldn’t even hunt in this place. It was like a winter that would never end. She reached out and for a moment let her fingertips rest on a box of colorful gummy things. Pym had bought them once. They were good. But she didn’t need them, they weren’t something that could actually keep her going. So Ellie let her hand drop again and she looked back at Jesse with a grin. “I’d be up for a little theft.” Jesse thought about what a terrible influence he could be on Ellie. It was terrifying. But he wanted her to experience being a teenager-- so he just had to make sure he picked the things that wouldn’t get them in trouble. Things that wouldn’t get her hurt. Like eating too much sugar and stealing a shopping cart. Doing donuts in a fancy old car Tony Stark bought for him. Maybe some light vandalism. He jerked his head to signify to keep moving. “Onward, to the frozen section.” He also grabbed the gummies she touched and threw them in the cart. Ellie frowned slightly and looked at Jesse for a long moment. Walking a little faster, she jumped onto the front of the cart and held on. Feet were steady on the bar and she held onto the cart itself as he kept moving and continued to look at him. “You don’t need those.” she said pointedly. She was not about to pull them out of the cart, she had been the one that wanted them. Ellie already grabbed so many things she didn’t need in this place. “Hey. Don’t tell me what I don’t need. It’s my money and I’m going to use it. Look, I’m getting Shredded Mini-Wheats, too. C’mon.” Jesse knew Ellie meant well (or that she was just busting his chops for fun). But it reminded him of when Walter treated him like an idiot for his eating habits. And yeah, the time he brought Funyuns and Gummy Bears for a weekend ‘cookout.’ “You want ice cream? Will that make you stop complainin?” Ellie frowned slightly, looking away and shifting her shoulders awkwardly. People doing things for her, it all just felt off still. She had been on her own for so long and then it had just been Joel. And even with Joel it had been such a long time till he saw her as more than just an obligation, a job to finish for Tess. Here people just seemed willing to do stuff for other people and it was weird. She still was not sure what to think of it in Tommy’s town and the feeling was even more unsettling in the tower. “You don’t have to get it because I want it.” she added. “Fine, I’ll get it for me. But if you want some, I’ll share.” Jesse had a hero complex, a big brother situation, all those dumb things. Basically, he just wanted to take care of someone. Or he just really wanted some gummy bears. Part of him was annoyed that Ellie was looking so far into it. He made a sharp turn with the cart-- but was careful not to do it so hard he’d lose Ellie from the front of the cart. “Whoooa, we’re entering some shifty weather here, sailor.” Ellie’s grip tightened to stay in place, preferring to ride on the cart than going back to walking. Why the fuck not, after all? Jesse was going to let her so she should. “I was on a boat once.” she commented. “Not on like water or anything, but it was pretty cool looking.” Of course that had been right before those tunnels where Sam had gotten bitten... but before that had almost been a happy memory. They had all gotten out of the city alive after all, that’s what counted right? “Might be fun to go on one that, you know, worked.” she thought aloud. “Dude. Dude.” Jesse’s face got incredibly intense. He stopped the cart-- but not to the point where he’d lose Ellie. “We should do that. See if we can go whale-watching or some shit.” Considering he nearly died several times, was kept captive, he was allowed to see some fucking whales. “You don’t think that’s dumb or touristy? You’d go with me?” He was so excited, as if they were going now. The cart stopping was sudden and Ellie reflexively tensed, gripping onto the cart tighter as she swayed from the halt. Ellie shot a quick glare his way but it was not as if Jesse would have really knocked her off. It was more just to prove a point that she hadn’t been expecting that really. But when he actually seemed to be excited, her shoulders relaxed a little and she shrugged. “Yeah, sure, I’d go with you...” her mouth twisted slightly as she tried not to frown too much. “I can’t swim though.” Jesse pushed the cart gently to start it moving again. “You don’t have to know how to swim. You can wear a life vest. I think we have to wear them anyway. And I can teach you to swim, it’s no big deal.” Jesse’s shoulders twitched in a shrug as he carefully turned an aisle corner. “The thirteenth floor pool is pretty sweet.” The cart was stopped again but less abruptly as he went to peruse the frozen foods. “Unless you don’t want me to teach you, then I don’t have to.” Jesse felt the conversations he had with Ellie was like a minefield. One wrong move and everything was blown to shit. “Joel was going to teach me.” She shrugged. This place was like Joel used to remember, this whole world was. Where they were just supposed to be normal but Ellie still wasn’t really sure how to do that. She wasn’t sure how to fall back in line because she had no concept for what the line was supposed to be like here to begin with. “He used to find like boards and shit to push me around on when we had to cross water. But learning probably wouldn’t be a bad thing, you know? Even if I’m not going to be eaten by infected here.” Jesse leaned on the cart and shrugged. “Joel or me, whatever.” This Joel guy, Jesse felt like he needed to meet him. Just like how he wanted to meet Pym. He felt like Ellie went from Annoying Little Shit to Little Sister in a quick amount of time. “S’up to you. You ready to check out and then take off running with our new cart? I bet it could fit in my trunk, though…” |