Rarity was a unicorn (rareity) wrote in valarlogs, @ 2013-12-17 13:02:00 |
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Entry tags: | !complete, hua mulan, rarity |
There's always The Princess Bride
Who: Rarity and Mulan
When: Early December
Where: Store
What: Shopping
Rating/Warning: Low/None
Status: Complete
Note: Posted to the wrong community, so I had to move it here! Sorry for the double-post!
Rachel had no idea what to get for Kevin’s mother for Christmas. His father was fairly easy, and Kevin’s gift was a breeze. Her own family were simple to shop for. But what about the woman who gave birth to her boyfriend? The woman who could possibly become her mother-in-law some day? It was intimidating and terrifying, even though Rachel and Mrs. Flynn got along swimmingly.
She was wandering through the store looking uncharacteristically lost for Rachel in a store. Normally she was an incredible shopper, but today she just felt… blah. And for the first time in her life the Christmas Music wasn’t helping at all.
Mulan didn’t have anyone in the country to buy a present for, save her brother and she’d already shopped for him. For her parents she’d shopped online. So she wasn’t sure why she was out except for hew new friends and she had exactly one. Even though she wasn’t sure if Aurora was a friend or ‘that girl at the cafe she had a crush on.’
“What to do, what to do,” Rachel said, lifting a finger to tap against her bottom lip. She was debating between some candle holders, a crystal bowl, a nice sweater, a cashmere scarf… it was impossible. She didn’t want to get the woman something cliche, but at the same time she didn’t know her well enough to get her something personal. This was hard!!
Mulan nearly ran into someone as she tried to get a better look at some kind of glass bauble. “I’m sorry. I didn’t see you there.” She felt a little flustered.
“Oh! No no, it’s okay.” Rachel said, turning to give the other woman a smile. “I know the feeling, I’ve been absolutely distracted.” She sounded like a woman who turned everything into the most dramatic moment in history.
She looked it and Mulan had to struggle to not judge her outright. She gave the woman a terse smile. “I’m distracted too. I’m not much of a shopper, especially for people I don’t know that well.”
“I think, when it comes to shopping for people we don’t know well, that everyone has a difficult time.” Rarity said, then shrugged her shoulders. “Good luck with it, though. I’m struggling, too, trying to figure out a gift for my boyfriend’s mother.”
“I’m just trying to find something for an acquaintance I wouldn’t mind being closer to. I don’t want to come on too obvious or strong.” She shrugged a shoulder and picked up the glass thing and looked it over. Too fancy, though Aurora was fancy. “A mother would be easier to shop for. What kind of person is she?”
“Warm. Loving. Caring. Friendly. Smart.” Rachel said, listing off Kevin’s mother’s traits as if on her fingers. “I think she’s wonderful. Her husband is a bit of a bear, but I just went standard Christmas presents for him.”
“Well, you need something warm and friendly. Welcoming. A book. The kind with a good story to read on the couch.” It’s what Mulan would have picked for her own mother, anyway.
“Huh. Like, a coffee table book?” Rachel asked. “Or, a novel?” She couldn’t remember ever having given anyone a book before. Of any kind. At least, not since she was small.
“A novel. She sounds like someone who would enjoy a good read.” Mulan took Rarity’s arm and led her towards the books. “What kind of things does she like? Just in general. We can pick out the perfect book.”
“Hmm. Well, I think she’s the sort of woman who’d enjoy a good romance.” Rarity/Rachel(?) (though, the more she dreamed, the more two bled into one) followed the other woman over to the books and started to look at the titles. “I think she likes adventure, too. Her husband works with computers, as does her son, my boyfriend.”
“Romance with adventure then. There’s always the Princess Bride.” She pulled it out and smiled.
“The movie?” Rarity asked, stepping forward. She accepted the book and looked at the cover. “Huh. Was it a book first?”
“Yes. About fifteen years before the movie came out.” Mulan grinned at her. “It’s a pretty good book, though I’ve always identified with Westley more than Buttercup.”
“I’ll get it, then.” Rarity said, tucking the book under her arm. “Now all I need is some wrapping paper and a bow, and I’ll be all set! Thank you ever so much for your help. I couldn’t have done it without you!” She spoke almost as if she was accepting an Academy Award, and not thanking a stranger in a store.
“You’re...welcome?” Mulan sounded puzzled, but gave her a soft smile. “I think your future mother-in-law will appreciate that book. Or at least the thought behind it. An adventure awaits.”
Rarity gave her a bright grin, then turned to head off to the register to pay for it. She was already coming up with the color scheme for the wrapping paper.