Dite's Decadent Delights, Friday

[myownface]

Yeah, Sparkle was in a pretty good mood, today. Conversation in class yesterday had gotten a little more real than he was expecting it to in an independent studies class where he'd decided to direct his own musical, but that wasn't a bad thing at all. There was something about real that was reassuring around here, where even everyday horrors tended

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[princessarcasm]

It had taken a lot of motivation to get Amy to leave the house today. It was cold, okay.

But she stopped by bright and early anyway, because: "Hi, sorry, I think I left my sweater in here?"

Sure enough, there it was. She picked it up, looking embarrassed. "I'm Amy. I'm the new employee."

[myownface]

Sparkle gave Amy a quick once-over, and then shot her a grin and nodded. She knew how to dress herself. She could stay.

"Hey," he greeted her, shoving a box of bright-blue light-up god-only-knows-because-even-he-didn't off to the side and standing up to offer her a handshake. "It's about time we get some new blood in here. I'm Sparkle. Student council president. And, um, the guy who busted the tail off of the cock, there."

Yes, he was gesturing to the giant metal rooster.

"Oops."

[princessarcasm]

Amy had to say she liked his style too! Plus she was pretty sure Shane was going to freak when he heard that she knew a guy named Sparkle.

Amy returned the handshake, then turned to note the absence of the rooster's tail. "Oh, yeah, so you did. How'd that happen?"

Because she was impressed, was all. And she wasn't even normally into destruction.

[myownface]

Sparkle's smile was almost sheepish, then.

"I might have been dancing? Um. With the rooster."

As you do.

"And he fell. I've been trying to get the tail back on since, but I'm not exactly a welder or anything, and it's heavy, you know?"

[pasunereveuse]

All right. So if this was to be happening on a regular basis (and it did seem like it might be, and she was really rather pleased about that), Celia figured she ought to do some research on these...baby-prevention things. And so she had furtively read up on the Wikipedia entry in the library (while trying to hide the screen so no one could see), and that had at least yielded a bit of information. And of course she'd had a rather...hands on look at things, before, as well, but she didn't feel entirely knowledgable. Not to mention that she still wasn't sure if she even had other options available.

Maybe she should have taken that dreadfully embarrassing-sounding class, after all. Then she'd have a better idea.

And really, she'd stalled as long as possible on coming into this mortifying shop, but if she was going to learn more, then she had to venture into the field to do so. Going into a shop didn't mean that she was declaring herself some sort of harlot, after all. It just meant she was going into a shop! People went into shops all

[myownface]

It was a nice thought, Celia, but who did you think was going to be ringing your purchases in, today?

Anyway, Sparkle was looking up and grinning once he realized who was in the store.

"Hey! Here for a little something educational, Celia?"

He'd read that broadcast. He wasn't going to easily forget it.

[pasunereveuse]

NO ONE SAID IT WAS A GOOD PLAN, SPARKLE.

Celia jerked her head up, trying not to look crestfallen that she had been figured out so quickly, and then just sort of sighed and slid her hood off. "Hello, Sparkle," she said, looking guilty as could be. "I -- what in god's name are those?"

Her embarrassment could wait; he had glittery blue things and it was such a mistake to come in here.

[myownface]

"I have no fucking clue," Sparkle admitted, picking one up and giving it a shake. "But they light up, and they're jiggly, so it's probably something way too expensive for what it's claiming it'll do."

A beat.

"I think this one kind of looks like a crocodile? But that might be me trying too hard. My running theory right now is that someone got carried away trying to make a fancier dildo."