Terry & Darcy | Seasonal Shopping
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xp_logsTerry and Darcy go shopping for seasonal treats, and it's a little overwhelming. (backdated)
It had taken a little over half an hour to get to the nearest bulk goods store, but upon entering, Terry realized she might have miscalculated. Just a little bit.
"Christ Almighty," she half-snorted. Then she laughed a moment later, because the sheer amount of Halloween paraphernalia out on display was rivaled only by the Christmas displays. "I s'pose we're lucky they've no' started with the carols and things."
Darcy looked around in a combination of awe and horror. "Alright, so we avoid the red and green part of the store unless there's candy on an endcap, because I'm a sucker for peppermint and chocolate. And we bring back as much pumpkin spice food as we think we can convince people to try. And by people, I mean at least Kyle and Doug. If I hear any carols, I will scream inside my mind, not out loud."
"Good plan," Terry agreed, nodding even as she headed for a cart. "Y'might want t'grab a second cart," she said, considering the size of the displays and the variety of pumpkin spice flavoured items on them. "D'we want t'stick t'food? Or should we branch out a bit into things like toothpaste?" She could see that display from her current position and she was none too sure about actually buying anything off of it.
"It can't be worse than the aggressively cinnamon stuff, right?" Darcy gave the toothpaste a dubious glance, but put a tube of it in the cart. "Veto on the pumpkin spice deodorant. If I smell like pie all day, I want it to be because I've been baking."
"Fair," Terry agreed, nodding as she passed by the deoderant. "But I do plan on bakin' quite a bit. No' just the pumpkin spice things. Apple bread and pie and also cherry, we'll want some sour and sweet cherries... but mostly..." Reaching over, she grabbed several packages of various pumpkin spice flavoured sweets, then pushed the cart around a corner and stopped in her tracks. "There's... Darcy, there's pumpkin spice flavoured meat?"
"The amount of money it would take for me to try that starts in the eight figure range," Darcy replied as she read the label. "I... someone will try this abomination and curse our names." She dropped it in the cart with a laugh. "Worth it."
Snorting a laugh, Terry started forward again, putting at least one of every pumpkin spiced item she came across in the cart. "D'you s'pose they have pumpkin spice chips for puttin' in biscuits and they like?" She asked, clicking her tongue softly as she found doughnuts, pancake mix, and yoghurt. Into the cart it all went.
"Like baking chocolates? Absolutely." Darcy had wandered part-way down the aisle. "Pumpkin spice CUP NOODLE," she squawked in outrage, voice going shrill. "Food science has crossed the line. Ooh, but pumpkin spice filled baking chips?" She grabbed several of the noodles and a few bags of baking chips to add to the cart.
Terry made a face at the cup noodles, but gave a happy little dance at the chips. "Amazin'. I'll bet puttin' those in some oatmeal biscuits'd be a treat." A moment later her baking plans derailed when she spotted another sugary item. "I thought these were for Easter?" She picked up the package of pumpkin spice Peeps and waved it at Darcy.
"That is basically a lump of spiced sugar. We should get more, people will probably fight over them." Darcy knelt to look at something on a bottom shelf, then recoiled. "Spray-on pumpkin spice."
Sweeping a few more boxes of Peeps into the cart, Terry turned and then paused again. "If we're no' smellin' like pie... how d'we feel about our men smellin' of it?" She gestured toward the pumpkin spiced scented beard balm, but didn't pick it up because the likelihood of it smelling godawful and then Kyle knowing she'd handled it was just too much.
"Same line. Spiced body chocolate though, that's got merits." Darcy's hand hovered over a jar, and she looked at Terry for a moment before sticking four jars in the cart. "Those aren't just for me."
"Well," Terry demurred, pulling her phone out so she could text Kyle about how he felt about being covered in chocolate. "Honestly, though," she shook her head. "Cream cheese, as well?"
"Ooh, that'd be good on a blueberry bagel." Darcy mused on it for a minute. "Might just make up a small container using plain and some piece spice, instead. But oh, ewwwwww. Kale chips???? No."
Wrinkling her nose, Terry agreed, "Definitely no'," as she pushed a few tubs of cream cheese into the cart. "This's only the first aisle," she said, half-laughing as she realised the importance of that statement. "There are... a lot more after this, are y'sure we don't need that second cart?"
"Surely they can't all be pumpkin spice," Darcy replied, voice and face wary as she surveyed the long aisles. "Right?"
"I'm no' so sure," Terry said, tone turning equally cautious. "S'pose we'll be findin' out soon enough, though."
They did end up needing the second cart.
"Gross, no, I forbid it." Darcy's face almost had a tinge of green as she stared at the abomination in front of them. Pumpkin spice peppermint patties? "I love both of these things separately, but I am not eating them together. Or asking anyone to eat them together." The next aisle was thankfully normal. "I think... I think we hit the end. And I'm not handling a third cart. Shall we?"
"Yes," Terry said, shoving her over-full cart around toward the cashiers and registers. "I can't believe half o' these things exist." And watching other mansionites actually attempt to eat them was... going to be fairly hilarious.
It had taken a little over half an hour to get to the nearest bulk goods store, but upon entering, Terry realized she might have miscalculated. Just a little bit.
"Christ Almighty," she half-snorted. Then she laughed a moment later, because the sheer amount of Halloween paraphernalia out on display was rivaled only by the Christmas displays. "I s'pose we're lucky they've no' started with the carols and things."
Darcy looked around in a combination of awe and horror. "Alright, so we avoid the red and green part of the store unless there's candy on an endcap, because I'm a sucker for peppermint and chocolate. And we bring back as much pumpkin spice food as we think we can convince people to try. And by people, I mean at least Kyle and Doug. If I hear any carols, I will scream inside my mind, not out loud."
"Good plan," Terry agreed, nodding even as she headed for a cart. "Y'might want t'grab a second cart," she said, considering the size of the displays and the variety of pumpkin spice flavoured items on them. "D'we want t'stick t'food? Or should we branch out a bit into things like toothpaste?" She could see that display from her current position and she was none too sure about actually buying anything off of it.
"It can't be worse than the aggressively cinnamon stuff, right?" Darcy gave the toothpaste a dubious glance, but put a tube of it in the cart. "Veto on the pumpkin spice deodorant. If I smell like pie all day, I want it to be because I've been baking."
"Fair," Terry agreed, nodding as she passed by the deoderant. "But I do plan on bakin' quite a bit. No' just the pumpkin spice things. Apple bread and pie and also cherry, we'll want some sour and sweet cherries... but mostly..." Reaching over, she grabbed several packages of various pumpkin spice flavoured sweets, then pushed the cart around a corner and stopped in her tracks. "There's... Darcy, there's pumpkin spice flavoured meat?"
"The amount of money it would take for me to try that starts in the eight figure range," Darcy replied as she read the label. "I... someone will try this abomination and curse our names." She dropped it in the cart with a laugh. "Worth it."
Snorting a laugh, Terry started forward again, putting at least one of every pumpkin spiced item she came across in the cart. "D'you s'pose they have pumpkin spice chips for puttin' in biscuits and they like?" She asked, clicking her tongue softly as she found doughnuts, pancake mix, and yoghurt. Into the cart it all went.
"Like baking chocolates? Absolutely." Darcy had wandered part-way down the aisle. "Pumpkin spice CUP NOODLE," she squawked in outrage, voice going shrill. "Food science has crossed the line. Ooh, but pumpkin spice filled baking chips?" She grabbed several of the noodles and a few bags of baking chips to add to the cart.
Terry made a face at the cup noodles, but gave a happy little dance at the chips. "Amazin'. I'll bet puttin' those in some oatmeal biscuits'd be a treat." A moment later her baking plans derailed when she spotted another sugary item. "I thought these were for Easter?" She picked up the package of pumpkin spice Peeps and waved it at Darcy.
"That is basically a lump of spiced sugar. We should get more, people will probably fight over them." Darcy knelt to look at something on a bottom shelf, then recoiled. "Spray-on pumpkin spice."
Sweeping a few more boxes of Peeps into the cart, Terry turned and then paused again. "If we're no' smellin' like pie... how d'we feel about our men smellin' of it?" She gestured toward the pumpkin spiced scented beard balm, but didn't pick it up because the likelihood of it smelling godawful and then Kyle knowing she'd handled it was just too much.
"Same line. Spiced body chocolate though, that's got merits." Darcy's hand hovered over a jar, and she looked at Terry for a moment before sticking four jars in the cart. "Those aren't just for me."
"Well," Terry demurred, pulling her phone out so she could text Kyle about how he felt about being covered in chocolate. "Honestly, though," she shook her head. "Cream cheese, as well?"
"Ooh, that'd be good on a blueberry bagel." Darcy mused on it for a minute. "Might just make up a small container using plain and some piece spice, instead. But oh, ewwwwww. Kale chips???? No."
Wrinkling her nose, Terry agreed, "Definitely no'," as she pushed a few tubs of cream cheese into the cart. "This's only the first aisle," she said, half-laughing as she realised the importance of that statement. "There are... a lot more after this, are y'sure we don't need that second cart?"
"Surely they can't all be pumpkin spice," Darcy replied, voice and face wary as she surveyed the long aisles. "Right?"
"I'm no' so sure," Terry said, tone turning equally cautious. "S'pose we'll be findin' out soon enough, though."
They did end up needing the second cart.
"Gross, no, I forbid it." Darcy's face almost had a tinge of green as she stared at the abomination in front of them. Pumpkin spice peppermint patties? "I love both of these things separately, but I am not eating them together. Or asking anyone to eat them together." The next aisle was thankfully normal. "I think... I think we hit the end. And I'm not handling a third cart. Shall we?"
"Yes," Terry said, shoving her over-full cart around toward the cashiers and registers. "I can't believe half o' these things exist." And watching other mansionites actually attempt to eat them was... going to be fairly hilarious.
