05-27-2014, 03:53 PM
The yip of puppies across the store held Rune's attention for like twenty minutes. There was a tiny white one with a smooshed up nose that made her want to stuff him in her bag and keep him forever and ever.
There was a reason her and uncle seth never had a pet before, though. She walked away from the little guy, but by the time she was half way to the hedgehogs, she was already feeling better.
Thoughts of the pup flew out the window with the first cage of prickly little buggars. This place worked with an officially certified breeder (Rune did her homework) because she wanted to make sure to get a healthy young one. And she wanted to track down some specially modified genetic colored hedgehogs too.
She hefted her bag to drag out her Wallet. "There's notes on here somewhere..."
she said to herself, swiping carelessly here and there through files to find the information she needed.
In the middle of an aisle, she got fed up and looked for a Wallet docking station, one that could just read her bar-code number and direct her to the right tank in the store. The tanks all had numbers and specifics displayed on the front. Things that told a wary hedgehog shopper about health status, vaccination, and genetic modifications (if any).
Alas there was no docking station, so she flipped her rainbow colored hair around, which of course made her red bangs fall in front of her eyes, and looked this and that for a worker.
None. Well crap. What was this place? Wal-Mart? Nah. They probably had better hedgehog organizations. Wal-Marts the best.
So she waltzed up to two other shoppers. A big black guy who looked sour enough to give Regus a run for his money. And a girl about Rune's age, maybe, with pretty dark hair and accent. "Hiya. You guys seen where the GMO hedgehogs are? I'm gonna get one with colored spikes."
She smiled her crooked smile and turned the Wallet screen around to show off the super-awesome internet version.
There was a reason her and uncle seth never had a pet before, though. She walked away from the little guy, but by the time she was half way to the hedgehogs, she was already feeling better.
Thoughts of the pup flew out the window with the first cage of prickly little buggars. This place worked with an officially certified breeder (Rune did her homework) because she wanted to make sure to get a healthy young one. And she wanted to track down some specially modified genetic colored hedgehogs too.
She hefted her bag to drag out her Wallet. "There's notes on here somewhere..."
she said to herself, swiping carelessly here and there through files to find the information she needed.
In the middle of an aisle, she got fed up and looked for a Wallet docking station, one that could just read her bar-code number and direct her to the right tank in the store. The tanks all had numbers and specifics displayed on the front. Things that told a wary hedgehog shopper about health status, vaccination, and genetic modifications (if any).
Alas there was no docking station, so she flipped her rainbow colored hair around, which of course made her red bangs fall in front of her eyes, and looked this and that for a worker.
None. Well crap. What was this place? Wal-Mart? Nah. They probably had better hedgehog organizations. Wal-Marts the best.
So she waltzed up to two other shoppers. A big black guy who looked sour enough to give Regus a run for his money. And a girl about Rune's age, maybe, with pretty dark hair and accent. "Hiya. You guys seen where the GMO hedgehogs are? I'm gonna get one with colored spikes."
She smiled her crooked smile and turned the Wallet screen around to show off the super-awesome internet version.