Jessie was having the normal boring day with his stupid parents trying to tell him what to do. ‘Stop wearing black, stop listening to creepy music, stop smoking, and his oh so favorite. Stop skipping school!’ So now here he was in the store, leaning on the end of an aisle watching Nokia dive in and out of things whistling and chirping happily. “Nokia, you do know you are making a lot of noise right?” he asked his familiar, an arched brow turned toward the pink red creature who now stopped moving to look at him. Another chirp like a baby cheetah before the little fur-ball was diving through apples.
Ok, so they were not really his parents they had adopted him; but his guardian was Mei and he visited as often as he could. Jessie liked Mei, he was fun and didn’t ever mind how he dressed or act all surprised when he did feel like smiling or making a joke. In the midst of his thought’s he got a shock when Nokia was suddenly climbing his legs and then perched on his shoulder purring like a little motor. “Did you pick a fruit out then?” Jessie’s wings fluttered, small now but he heard they would grow. Nokia chirped and wagged his tail, he pulled a bush of grapes from his cheeks and Jessie frowned.
“No, don’t go putting them there give them over now.” He held out his hand, a stern faced and was awarded by drool covered grapes being placed in it. “You know you can’t do that, the store people made me pay for a box of apples last time claiming you ate them all. You would think they had their own familiar and know you hardly eat but three grapes for ever meal. Damn box of apples would have killed you.” His rant to himself only got the answer of more purring and a hug with body and tail by Nokia who now was making himself a nest in his hoodies hat.
“Good thing you won’t grow any more fur-ball, else you would choke me doing that.” He couldn’t help but smile a bit though as he put the grapes in a see-through plastic bag, ignoring the drool that pooled on the bottom now he twisted and tied it closed. It wasn’t often he had his hood down like he did now, Mahogany colored hair with blond tips, you would think it was dyed but nope. Jessie was born this way; try telling your teachers that though as the demanded you dye your hair back to brown or black, whatever color it was before. Now though he was shopping for some food, he had Nokia’s and now he needed his own. Pb&j’s! Bread, peanut butter and jelly! Also bananas, grabbing two he placed those in new plastic bag before setting off to find the bread.
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