Hey there, have you heard about my robot friend?

[neargenius]

Who: neargenius & xantheose
When: BACKDATED, bros, to SATURDAY, FEBRUARY 12TH
Where: Toys R' Us, or, well, the Siren's Port equivalent.
Summary: OH MY GOD GUYS DID YOU KNOW THAT LEGO MAKES BOARD GAMES?! Ahem, I mean--some new toys have come out, and they have to be purchased. 100% innocent trickery has been used to get to the store.

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[xantheose]

Surprisingly, it hadn't taken very much convincing to get Mello to leave the apartment with Near in tow, solely for the sake of trecking to Toys R' Us. There had been a bit of bitching on both parts, naturally, but that was to be expected. In the end it had come down to Near needed new toys or else he'd start chewing on the furniture like some rabid animal (at least, Mello was convinced of as much) and Mello needed something to do. Thus, even though it was a toy store of all places, at least he'd be accomplishing something

[neargenius]

The interior of the toy store smelled like plastic. Near took a deep and appreciative breath, curling his toes in his boots. It was a good smell, a new-toys smell, and he could definitely appreciate that. The building was almost a warehouse, which was comforting, in its way. There would be plenty of ways to escape from it, should that become necessary.

Although it probably would not be necessary, he reasoned with himself, peering through his fringe at their surroundings.

"I've never had a goldfish," he said aloud. It was muffled by the scarves, but it didn't render him completely unintelligible. His face was warm, especially now that they were indoors, but he didn't loosen any of the layers. They were doing their job and covering his face. "This way."

And he shuffled ahead of Mello a few steps, toward the Lego aisle. It would either be here, or with the other, more traditional board games.

[xantheose]

Of course Near had never had a goldfish. No one at Wammy's House had had a pet. They simply weren't allowed. That wasn't to say goldfish weren't available - Mello had kept one for a project once, to study the effects of different levels of oxygen in water on a fish's gills. Needless to say, the poor fish hadn't lasted long, and that in turn had made Mello kind of pissed off, but for the time he'd spent with the little gold fish it had been at least somewhat calming to watch swim about mindlessly.

But now he was letting his mind get away from himself.

A scoff then. "Maybe you should get one. They're pretty boring, just like you." Childish. Even more so. But that's what happens when the mind becomes unmotivated, unchallenged. That's what happens when one's actually convinced to go to Toys R' Us with their lifelong rival on the sole condition they stop off at Laura Secord on the way back.

[neargenius]

"I already have a cat." Mello was usually very irritated by direct answers to his insults, but Near couldn't resist. Though they had achieved a strange sort of domesticity--which, even now, was very weird to Near, when he remembered to think about it (which, admittedly, wasn't as often as perhaps it should have been)--though they coexisted in relative peace, there would always be an element of-- Well, bratiness, Near thought, with a little huff of breath. That would be the word that Mello would use for it.

"I already have a cat," he said again, a little louder, in case Mello hadn't heard him. "Cats and fish don't get along. So it's probably a bad idea."

He slumped down the Lego aisle, dragging his feet against the floor. The games weren't there--but then, they might be on the tallest part of the shelf. It was difficult to tell. "Look up there for me."