Which I Think Is a Big Shop
Here's a ficlet about two of Linkara's characters dating each other. I've seen prompts asking for them to date and to be related; I'm not sure if the being family members thing is actually part of Linkara's canon, so I am going to assume they aren't and just write them as a couple. If it turns out they are supposed to be related, this fic will have to become an alternate universe one I suppose.
The title is a line Clive says when he gets the suggestion for a Scene to Rap taking place in a mall. I loved Mr. 'Do you have this in America?' being flustered by something we do have in America!
80’s Chick stood impatiently in the middle of the food court, tapping one Converse High-top against the newly mopped floor and twirling a lock of wild black hair around her index finger.
“Like, oh my God, where is he?” She checked her watch for the hundredth time before angrily shoving her hands into the pockets of her Acid Washed Jeans. “If he forgot again, I am like so going to-”
“Duuuuuuuuuude! There you are!” 80’s Chick whirled around and watched as 90’s Kid strolled over to her, a half-eaten corndog clenched in one hand, a cup of Orange Julius in the other.
“Like, of course here I am,” 80’s Chick said, rolling her eyes. “I told you to meet me at the mall at, like, 1:00, and you are totally late. We’ve only been out four times and you’ve been late, like, every time. That is so bogus.”
“But dude I had, like, totally important stuff to do,” 90’s Kid protested.
“Yeah, I’m so sure that stuffing your face was, like, so important,” 80’s Chick replied with a frown.
“Huh?” 90’s Kid looked down and realized what he was holding. “Oh! I got this for you.” He offered the beverage to his date, who accepted with a small smile.
“Like, thanks.” She reached over and grabbed his free hand. “Ok, let’s go.”
The two strolled through the mall for the rest of the afternoon and enjoyed checking out the various stores and venues together. Well, most of the stores and venues. When 80’s Chick spent almost thirty minutes looking at shoes, 90’s Kid forced his mouth shut and imagined he was fighting crime with Blood Gun instead. And when he spent half an hour and fifteen dollars in quarters at the arcade, 80’s Chick offered apathetic words of encouragement in between running scenes of ’16 Candles’ through her mind. But the duo genuinely enjoyed being around each other and as closing time approached they walked toward the mall exit still hand-in-hand.
“This was an awesome date!” 90’s Kid announced with a smile. When his companion gave no response, he glanced at her nervously. “Uh, right?” He realized she had stopped walking and was staring up at the speakers mounted next to the glass doors. “80’s Chick?”
“What? Oh, yeah. It was, like, totally excellent,” 80’s Chick quickly responded. “I was just listening to that radical Madonna song they were playing. This new music technology they’ve invented is, like, righteous.”
“Yeah,” 90’s Kid agreed with a nod of his head. Then he remembered something and reached into his pocket before pulling out two small items. “I totally forgot to show you these tickets I got for the Madonna concert!”
“Shut up!” 80’s Chick grabbed the tickets and gaped at them in awe. “Like, how did you get these? I thought they would totally sell out in, like, five minutes.”
“Actually five hours, which is how long I waited in line for them,” 90’s Kid admitted, slightly puffing out his chest with pride. “I know how much you totally love that Madonna babe, so I wanted to go see her with you. Sorry it made me so late earlier.” 80’s Chick felt her mouth fall open once more.
“That’s why you were late?” 90’s Kid nodded again and was about to offer another apology when he was abruptly pulled into a kiss that lasted a solid minute. When 80’s Chick finally pulled back, her beau was too stunned to move. She giggled, pulled down his sunglasses, and stared into his eyes.
“You are totally the most awesome boyfriend ever! And I promise to find a present for you that will, like, equal yours in being radical!” She then noticed the time. “Ok, I have to get home now before my mom, like, gets all bogus on me. Call me tomorrow!” 80’s Chick gave him a quick hug and a peck on the cheek before dashing off to catch her bus.
90’s Kid remained standing in front of the mall, completely frozen, until Linkara pulled up in his car.
“Hey, come on, I’ve got to pick up dinner for everyone,” he called to his housemate. “Move it!” Linkara frowned as the usually energetic boy slowly approached the car and climbed into his seat. “Are you okay? Your face looks kind of red.”
90’s Kid only response was to start giggling, which he proceeded to do the entire ride home.
The title is a line Clive says when he gets the suggestion for a Scene to Rap taking place in a mall. I loved Mr. 'Do you have this in America?' being flustered by something we do have in America!
80’s Chick stood impatiently in the middle of the food court, tapping one Converse High-top against the newly mopped floor and twirling a lock of wild black hair around her index finger.
“Like, oh my God, where is he?” She checked her watch for the hundredth time before angrily shoving her hands into the pockets of her Acid Washed Jeans. “If he forgot again, I am like so going to-”
“Duuuuuuuuuude! There you are!” 80’s Chick whirled around and watched as 90’s Kid strolled over to her, a half-eaten corndog clenched in one hand, a cup of Orange Julius in the other.
“Like, of course here I am,” 80’s Chick said, rolling her eyes. “I told you to meet me at the mall at, like, 1:00, and you are totally late. We’ve only been out four times and you’ve been late, like, every time. That is so bogus.”
“But dude I had, like, totally important stuff to do,” 90’s Kid protested.
“Yeah, I’m so sure that stuffing your face was, like, so important,” 80’s Chick replied with a frown.
“Huh?” 90’s Kid looked down and realized what he was holding. “Oh! I got this for you.” He offered the beverage to his date, who accepted with a small smile.
“Like, thanks.” She reached over and grabbed his free hand. “Ok, let’s go.”
The two strolled through the mall for the rest of the afternoon and enjoyed checking out the various stores and venues together. Well, most of the stores and venues. When 80’s Chick spent almost thirty minutes looking at shoes, 90’s Kid forced his mouth shut and imagined he was fighting crime with Blood Gun instead. And when he spent half an hour and fifteen dollars in quarters at the arcade, 80’s Chick offered apathetic words of encouragement in between running scenes of ’16 Candles’ through her mind. But the duo genuinely enjoyed being around each other and as closing time approached they walked toward the mall exit still hand-in-hand.
“This was an awesome date!” 90’s Kid announced with a smile. When his companion gave no response, he glanced at her nervously. “Uh, right?” He realized she had stopped walking and was staring up at the speakers mounted next to the glass doors. “80’s Chick?”
“What? Oh, yeah. It was, like, totally excellent,” 80’s Chick quickly responded. “I was just listening to that radical Madonna song they were playing. This new music technology they’ve invented is, like, righteous.”
“Yeah,” 90’s Kid agreed with a nod of his head. Then he remembered something and reached into his pocket before pulling out two small items. “I totally forgot to show you these tickets I got for the Madonna concert!”
“Shut up!” 80’s Chick grabbed the tickets and gaped at them in awe. “Like, how did you get these? I thought they would totally sell out in, like, five minutes.”
“Actually five hours, which is how long I waited in line for them,” 90’s Kid admitted, slightly puffing out his chest with pride. “I know how much you totally love that Madonna babe, so I wanted to go see her with you. Sorry it made me so late earlier.” 80’s Chick felt her mouth fall open once more.
“That’s why you were late?” 90’s Kid nodded again and was about to offer another apology when he was abruptly pulled into a kiss that lasted a solid minute. When 80’s Chick finally pulled back, her beau was too stunned to move. She giggled, pulled down his sunglasses, and stared into his eyes.
“You are totally the most awesome boyfriend ever! And I promise to find a present for you that will, like, equal yours in being radical!” She then noticed the time. “Ok, I have to get home now before my mom, like, gets all bogus on me. Call me tomorrow!” 80’s Chick gave him a quick hug and a peck on the cheek before dashing off to catch her bus.
90’s Kid remained standing in front of the mall, completely frozen, until Linkara pulled up in his car.
“Hey, come on, I’ve got to pick up dinner for everyone,” he called to his housemate. “Move it!” Linkara frowned as the usually energetic boy slowly approached the car and climbed into his seat. “Are you okay? Your face looks kind of red.”
90’s Kid only response was to start giggling, which he proceeded to do the entire ride home.