Who: Mako and Amy When: Circa July 12 Where: Shopping Mall What: Now she’s dating John, she needs another dude to go on adventures with Rating/Warning: Low/None Status: Complete!
There was only one time of year that was worse than the summertime to go to a mall. That was Christmas Time. It was packed, but Amy kinda liked it that way. There were more people to watch, more conversations to overhear. More excitement, more energy. They could go somewhere else, but Amy needed a new bra. This was a good place to start.
She did her shopping before she was supposed to meet with Mako at the Starbucks in the food court. Then she sat there with her ice water, watching all the people hustling and bustling about, and all the stupid teenagers acting like idiots. It was highly entertaining.
“It wasn’t too long ago I was hanging out at a mall with my little brother,” Mako said, flopping down into the seat across from Amy with a frappuccino in hand. “Its kinda weird to think that everyone seems dumb now, huh?”
“You just read my frickin’ mind.” Amy said, almost irritated. Happy, pleased to see her friend, but irritated. Was she that transparent? Or did everyone watch the stupid tweens and teens in the mall and think they were... well... stupid? “Normally I stay away from the mall during any season when school isn’t in session.”
Everyone thought they were stupid. Including each other, of course. That was the thing about teens -- always better than the other teen they were standing next to. Or so they thought. So Mako had thought.
“Yeah, I agree with you. But it’s still kind of a -- crisis out there. I’m surprised this place is even open. What’s even wrong with this city, man?”
“I have no idea,” Amy said, leaning back in her chair. She was frowning, staring over at a group of girls who were far too young to be exposing that much skin. “Where are their parents?” She asked, sounding like she was far older than her boyfriend.
Her boyfriend might approve of old people thinking, but Mako didn’t see the point. He just tilted his head to the side and looked at the girls a little blankly. “Probably at home. Isn’t it a little mean for a model to be judging a young girl for her looks?”
“No. They can dress however they want to when they’re not under my roof.” Amy said, reaching across the table to poke him in the shoulder. “I didn’t start wearing Daisy Dukes and bikini tops until I was at least sixteen. Probably closer to eighteen. And look at those girls! They might not even be teenagers yet!”
Mako laughed at that, and refrained from asking if Amy might consider this mall her roof. “Yeah, it’s pretty rough I guess. I never paid it a ton of mind, personally.” And why would he? He was a young male, and had no sisters to worry about. He gave a lazy shrug and sipped from his drink.
She was grinning. Let it never be said that Amy Pond cannot make or take a joke. She leaned back a bit in her chair and lifted her ice water to fulp from it. “Yeah, I suppose it is. Boo hoo. Poor kids have it so rough.” She gave him a wink then pulled herself up to her feet. “C’mon, lazy bones, let’s go stretch those legs.” ...not that he’d shown any reason for her to call him lazy.
Yeah, not really. Then again, he kind of was on his days off, so he wasn’t exactly undeserving of it, either. “Yep yep,” he said, tearing his eyes away from the kids and standing up as well. “I see you already got some shopping in, huh?”
“Yup. I’m done for the day. Got what I needed pretty quick, considering. I guess people at this time of year really just crowd the mall for an air conditioned place, and not for shopping.” She turned to wander away from the Starbucks. It was located at one end of the mall, though, so they had the full length of the mall to walk.
“Well, that and there’s really nowhere else you can find a Sunglasses Hut, right?” What? Wasn’t that where everyone got their sunglasses? Mako grinned.
“I’ve never seen one anywhere else. Unless they’re disguised. McDonalds by day, Sunglasses Hut by night...” She said, dropping down into her Movie Trailer Voice, playfully.
“In a world, where sunglasses are outlawed---” he played along, sticking his free hand in his pocket and strolling down the walk of the mall. He faltered though, considering. “You have to buy them at McDonalds.”
Amy laughed. “I don’t think they sell them at McDonalds--ooh, unless they start coming in the Happy Meals.”
“Oh my god. Can you imagine how awful? I want them all.” Not that they existed. Or maybe they did. Hypothetically, he wanted them all. Neon plastic and poor UV protection.
“...yeah, me too. I’d get fat from eating all of those nuggets.” She said, breaking into a grin. Fatty, but delicious.
“But can buy the toys without the meals, you know.” He may or may not have known that from experience. Just saying. Mako sipped at his coffee and glanced at the stores around them.
“Hold the phone.” Amy stopped in her tracks, took hold of his arm and turned him to face her, her expression fading into a very serious one. “You can buy the toys without the meals??”
He gave her a God, You’re Crazy, Woman, sort of expression, and then rose his eyebrows. “You didn’t know that? Seriously?”
“Seriously.” She paused for one moment. “...is there a McDonalds in this mall??” An excited grin slowly started to spread across her face.
Mako laughed at that and then gave a helpless sort of shrug. “Let’s find out.”
“Let’s.” The grin was unabashed. She looped her arm through his and they set off across the mall.