Title: Wesley Goes Shopping
Summary: Exactly as the title says, entries about times when Wesley needs to go shopping!
Entry #1
"So, are you the top or bottom?"
"Excuse me?" Wesley asked.
"You know, the shackler, or shackled?" the clerk said, pointing to all the chains and shackles that Wesley was purchasing.
"Oh, this isn't..." Wesley started to say, but then stopped. He was going to say that this was just for a safety precaution in case Angel goes all evil on them again, but he couldn't exactly explain that to the man.
Instead, he smiled at the clerk and said "Well, Angel does need to be strapped down every now and then, especially when he’s been naughty."
Entry #2
“I don’t know why we can’t just get them special ordered weekly or something.” Wesley mumbled to himself as he parked his motorcycle.
He entered the butcher shop and went to the back of the queue. A few seconds later, a woman entered and joined behind him.
“Do you cook?” the woman asked.
Realising after a beat that she was talking to him, Wesley turned around to face her. “Well, um… no, not really. I’m here for a friend.” He said.
“Oh.” She said. “I’m Janie, by the way.” She held out her hand.
Wesley nervously took it and said “W-Wesley.”
Janie gave a small laugh as they shook hands and said “You are so cute. I’d like to see you again, get to know you better. Maybe over dinner?”
Wesley gulped. “You want to have dinner? With me?” He squeaked.
“Yeah, sure. Why not?” she said flirtatiously.
“Well, I…”
Suddenly, the owner interrupted them. “Mr. Wyndam-Price. Ten bags of pig’s blood as usual?”
Wesley turned to face him for a second to nod. Then he turned back to the woman to continue their conversation and found that she had turned a bit pale.
“Janie? Are you ok? You’re looking a bit unwell.” Wesley asked worriedly.
She turned her eyes at him and said “Oh, me? Uh, I just remembered that I have to be somewhere, like, right now. Sorry, it was nice meeting you.” She turned to leave and Wesley, perplexed, called out to her.
“Are we still on?”
She stopped by the door and turned to look at him “Um, you know what? I just… remembered that I was a lesbian. Hah. Yeah, bummer. Silly me, don’t you think? Forgetting – that I – was… Um, well… gotta go, can’t keep my girlfriend waiting – so – we can – do – gay… stuff.” She waved goodbye to him and left.
Wesley was confused at what just happened and still was as he paid the owner and went outside with his order. Well, he thought, this is just something to ask Cordelia about.
Entry #3
Megan pushed her shopping cart along aisle 6, not one she would go through frequently, but it was the fastest shortcut to the cashiers. As she walked on, she saw something drop out of the pocket of the man a few feet in front of her. She called out to him but it seemed that he didn’t hear her as he kept on going further away. She didn’t want to shout louder so as to not to attract any unwanted attention so she walked faster to pick up whatever it was. It seemed that he was heading for the cashiers also so she’d just meet him there.
When she came up to the item, she saw that it was a piece of paper – no doubt the man’s shopping list. Just as she was picking it up to return it to him, she accidentally saw what it contained, and stopped in her tracks. It was a shopping list, as she initially thought, but not really what you would expect. Again she read what was written just to make sure she read it right:
milk
tea leaves
pig’s blood (x10 bags)
arrows (short) x30
tissue paper
stain removal
Peia’dorne sacrificial dagger – from ‘Elmo’
spit of Gashugnii demon
AA batteries
She looked at the man who was already checking out at the cashiers.
Maybe, she thought, she does need that extra detergent after all. She left the paper on the floor, and casually turned to find it at the other end of the store.
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