Tami didn’t realize the day could fly so fast. Then again most of the girl’s thoughts had been abuzz with the prospects of going into town to shop for a cage for Oreo. It made dealing with her classes (which was already fairly easy, especially with her power keeping her sane through most of it) swift and painless. Before she knew it the day was over, she’d changed into fresh clothes, and now she stood before what she could remember as Friday’s dorm.
Knocking on it a few times, Tami stepped back to wait with one of her usual smiles on. Not only was she excited to shop for Oreo, but the opportunity to head into town brought an appeal all on its own. Her first year there, Tami had kept to the school for a number of reasons. Now that she knew the main gist of her powers, she felt a little more comfortable with it.
It would be an adventure!
Eventually the door opened and Tami smiled. She’d texted Friday earlier to both see if they could still go today, and remind the girl that they needed to get things for Oreo. Even if an owner actually did show up, they should keep as good care of Oreo as possible anyways. Act as if they were going to keep the little bunny, basically (wish Tami secretly wished for). “Ready to go into town?"
Last Edit: Nov 17, 2016 0:28:33 GMT by Tami Mullins
Post by Friday Morning on Nov 17, 2016 1:28:36 GMT
It would be an adventure!
Friday was already quite sure of that, even if it was mostly just them heading out into town to do the shopping for the crate for the bunny. Sometimes just leaving the school felt like an adventure for Friday: it seemed like just stepping outside was enough to cause all kinds of things to happen to her. This time though, she came prepared:
by wearing a bunny hoodie!
Technically it was mostly just a gray hoodie with bunny ears attached to the hood, but still, Friday loved it, and she practically bounced out of her room wearing it proudly. "Yep!" Friday said. "I got my cards and I totally measured Oreo and took some pics and she's all asleep in her box, see?" Friday pulled out her phone, turning it and swiping to the picture. okay, she did have to swipe passed a picture of her posing in front of Oreo first, but there was definitely the bunny, all tucked in and sleeping like a good little bun.
before Tami even registered Friday’s response, her gaze had snapped to that hood and her whole expression had brightened. “So cute!” She cooed, stepping forward without even really thinking to take the little ears in her hand. It might’ve brought her a bit close to Friday (close enough for her passive to come into effect), but at the moment she couldn’t care less really. It was far too adorable! “Please tell me where you got this; I absolutely love it!” Tami asked with a wide grin, still playing with the ears.
This continued even as she finally got what Friday had been saying. She glanced down at the pictures and had to giggle at the few where Friday was posing before Oreo. Seeing the little bunny melted her heart though. “I can see you’ve done an excellent job so far then.” Tami responded while directing a brilliant smile at Friday.
They were all set!
Only then did Tami step back and nod. “We are. You know where the pet shop is? I’m afraid I haven’t a clue.” The confession came with a shrug. What could she do?
Post by Friday Morning on Nov 17, 2016 1:43:32 GMT
"I know, right!?" Friday nearly squealed. "My mom made it for me. She makes some stuff like this from time to time, big on the whole not giving into corporations thing," Friday paused for a second, "my parents are weird.'
Said the girl named Friday Morning, queen of obvious land.
The soothing calm washed over Friday, which turned her ever-present smile into more of a goofy, sloppy grin. She'd be giggling soon enough as Tami went to work with the ears. "I think I've got some others like it? I don't know if there are more bunnies. I could probably talk my mom into making you one though. She likes that sort of thing," Friday added a slight shrug.
"Ummmm," Friday scrunched up her nose, looking remarkably like a bunny (the hoodie helped), "gimme a sec," she turned the phone and sent a quick text, staring at it. "uh, yeah, my mom says there's one just a few shops down from our store and all. So we could just head on down that way. It's kinda on the outskirts of town, but there's that bus shuttle thing that comes near the school."
Friday nodded, her feet already moving as her body slid into the familiar motions of muscle memory yet again. After all, she'd taken this path and this bus quit often.
Tami had to giggle at Friday’s little “my parents are weird” statement. “I think Parents in general are weird in the eyes of their children.” Tami mused while playing with the bunny ears. From the loopy grin Friday now sported, Tami could guess her powers were working. In all honesty it was an endearing little expression. “I would love one if it wouldn’t be too much trouble for her. I’ll even pay.” Stated with a nod, Tami meant every word. A hoodie like this would immediately become her go-to night gear.
Okay the scrunched up face was far too tempting. Before Tami herself could really register her succumb to temptation, she’d poked Friday on the nose with a little “boop!” Seriously, she couldn’t expect Tami not to do it could she? But once that was sated Tami paid attention again (though she wore a wide grin for the moment). “Then we’ll bus it.” With that they separated and Tami followed Friday on her way.
A question nagged at her however. “We haven’t bought any food yet. Were you able to feed Oreo, or should we get food for her too?” Tami couldn’t remember if Friday had said anything about currently having food. She remembered the mention about her parents selling it, but that was all. Was poor Oreo starving right now?
Last Edit: Nov 17, 2016 3:49:18 GMT by Tami Mullins
Post by Friday Morning on Nov 17, 2016 4:17:04 GMT
"Mine named me Friday," Friday had to point out in regard to her parents. "And they run a green shop called, uh, Call R Greens now? They keep changing it. People pretty much just call it the green shop now," Friday added a shrug. "And don't worry: My mom loves making stuff for my friends and all. She says it's her way of promoting positive vibes and uplifting relationships."
Again, Friday was tempted to go on about weirdness, but she was busy wrinkling her nose from the "boop," swiping at it a few times. She shook her herself off, instead focusing on getting to the bus and all. She was halfway down the stairs before Tami's nagging question caught her attention.
"Oh, uh, yeah, I totally did," Friday said. "Okay, that almost sounds like I did, but I did. Like, I had some granola and all natural grain stuff, so I kinda broke it down into some bunny sized chunks and all. We can always swing by my family's store and pick up some more on the way. I'm sure we've got extra,' Friday smiled and rolled her eyes, "we always do," and they were always running out of something too. The trends seemed to just swing one way or the other. People in a college town of Montana bought more than enough for Friday's family to live comfortably, if not weathily, which suited the Mornings just fine.
Friday did admittedly win when it came to the odd parents department. Tami laughed and conceded to what Friday pointed out. “Then I really would love one.” Tami said instead. She loved clothing like that, and if she could get her hands on a bunny hoodie then by god nothing would stop her from trying.
With her urge satisfied, Tami refrained from doing it again when Friday tried swiping her hand away. It looked way too much like an actual bunny, but it was probably annoying the other girl. Even Tami had to know when to quit. Her question though came from a place of confer. One that didn’t need to be so, according to Friday’s answer. “It was a good idea for Oreo to stay with you.” Tami smiled approvingly. Not that she’d doubted Friday at the beginning, but beneath her calm exterior laid the ever present worry wart Tami really was. It was a well kept secret at this point basically.
“Maybe I can ask your mother about one of those hoodies while we’re there.” Tami thought with a shrug. “It would be better to ask in person after all. I also find myself curious about the shop itself.” Honestly there wasn’t much Tami wasn’t curious about.
Last Edit: Nov 17, 2016 19:15:38 GMT by Tami Mullins
Post by Friday Morning on Nov 18, 2016 0:09:16 GMT
More head bobbing came from Friday at the mention of the whole hoodie business. She was quite confident that her mother would be down for it, particularly with the holidays coming up. They were fairly known for being generous like that; she hadn't been lying about that.
"Totally," Friday agreed. "oh, and I got, like, a flyer printed out and I put up some stuff on Facebook and all. Oreo got a ton of likes, but so far, nobody seems willing to own up to being the one to abandon her and all. Probably helps that I got a pic of Oreo while she was all scruffy-o."
Friday wrinkled her nose at that (again striking that uncanny resemblance to a rabbit), before nodding yet again. "Oh yeah, she'll definitely be okay. If she's there and it's not, like, dad or one of my kid siblings," Friday frowned. "They change their schedule so much it's hard to tell when someone's working anymore. I sometimes work on the weekends, so they're often both working around then to try and see me. Plus, the store's, ah," Friday flushed, "closed on Friday."
She reached up to pull the hoodie down over her head before taking off at a slightly quicker pace. Yes, she had the weirdest parents. That should settle it.
Tami could help but giggle. “She is rather adorable, so I could easily see why people would like her. Though it was probably for the best you used a picture of her when she was still scruffed up and dirty. It would be far easier for others to claim a clean, beautiful little bunny, even if it isn’t theirs, then one that looks like it’s been through hard times.” Not that Tami liked thinking along those lines, but she couldn’t help but be a little paranoid in this situation. With regards to where they’d discovered Oreo, she only wanted the best for the bunny now.
The store was closed on Friday. Even Tami could see the connection there, and it brought a grin to her face. She would’ve cooed at the notion and how adorable it was, but from Friday’s quickened pace and lowered hoodie clearly showed she was (more than) a little embarrassed or flustered by it. Instead, Tami hummed and shrugged. “I could understand that. Friday seems special to them for multiple reasons now.” Maybe it was a family joke, but Tami couldn’t imagine it was anything but good-natured (or a possible coincidence). “How many siblings do you have though? I feel you might have mentioned them yesterday but I never asked the number."
Post by Friday Morning on Nov 18, 2016 22:31:57 GMT
Friday's head bobbed in agreement when their bunny came back up. The bobbing slowed at the mention of someone claiming a cleaner, nicer looking version. Yet again, Friday had that realization that some people were just awful. Still, she maintained that those people were most assuredly in the minority and that they should definitely be focused on the people who were all awesome and happy and stuff. Push forward.
Which in this case meant running and ignoring. "C'mon, don't you start too!" Friday said, though she looked about as amused by it as she was frustrated. "And I've got two siblings, both younger," Friday offered, head bobbing. "We're pretty close in age, actually. Mom joked that, like, she and dad had a lot of fun for a few years and then made sure it wouldn't happen again." Friday shrugged. "I didn't want to ask more."
Friday turned then, walking backward as they exited the dorm and headed out into the courtyard, toward the bus and all. "So I'm the big sister, believe it or not! Most people seem to think I'm an only child or the youngest. Can't imagine why," the girl in the bunny hoodie with a goofy smile rolled her eyes and took a few more steps backward.
It turned out Friday was the eldest sibling, which for some reason surprised Tami. She simply seemed younger. From the way she put it, they were all close in age though. “I believe you would make a good big sister.” Tami decided after a moment of thinking. The last part of what Friday mentioned, Tami selectively ignored. Much like Friday, Tami didn’t want to ask more. “A certainly amount of friendliness and warmth is needed for that, I should think. You prove a good balance in a number of things.” Perhaps it was a little odd for Tami to be evaluating the issue, especially when she knew next to nothing about the rest of Friday’s family and her true relationship with them.
At this point though she was mainly musing aloud to herself again.
Tami had to giggle, both from Friday’s backwards walking and from her comment that hit pretty close to what Tami herself had been thinking. “Maybe not the youngest or only, but I did think you would at least have an older sibling.” She confessed with a light shrug. “I haven’t the faintest idea why, yet I stand by what I’ve already said; I do believe you would make a good big sister."
Post by Friday Morning on Nov 20, 2016 4:07:18 GMT
"You're totally just saying that," Friday insisted, rolling her eyes. it wasn't like she didn't appreciate Tami insisting. "I'm actually a pretty awful big sister. It's the middle one that does all the hard work and acts the most mature and all. Gotta keep us all in control," she smiled and shrugged at that. She liked all her siblings after all; they got on fairly well as a family and all. Not that Friday had told her siblings quite everything about her or anything like that, but yeah.
They'd managed to get outside, so Friday didn't quite trust the whole backwards thing too much further. there were just too many things she could trip on out here, even though she did know the path. "The bus stop's not far, see?" she pointed, where the little covered waiting area could be seen just a little off school grounds. "It comes up there and all. Unless you wanted to check a car? I, uh, can't drive," Friday shrugged. "I mean, there's always the bus or people, and, well, um, my power..."
Friday trailed off there. She'd be utterly at the mercy of whomever had been most frequently behind the wheel of whatever vehicle she got into. The idea almost terrified her. She sometimes wondered if she'd just totally missed her chance at learning to drive, which did kind of suck.
"The cars are over there," Friday said, nodding and pointing again. She almost took a few steps that way, just to prove to Tami that she'd be totally okay if that's where her friend wanted to go.
Tami hummed as if she was deeply considering Friday’s words. “I think I’ll stand by what I’ve said.” She decided simply with a shrug. What Friday said was likely true since she did know her family a lot better than Tami. Yet that didn’t mean her opinion would change so easily. maybe her inexperience with having any siblings was coloring her words more than she knew. Tami couldn’t tell.
The subject was essentially a moot point now that they’d gotten outside anyways. Tami glanced over to the bus stop, which she’d only used maybe twice or so in her single year at the academy. She’d hardly remembered its location. Friday also mentioned the cars, but there was a waver in her explanation. Tami glanced over and thought she might’ve seen something like a bit of panic? Maybe that wasn’t the right word, but clearly the idea was not nearly as appealing to Friday as the idea of the bus. Tami regarded the cars with a long gaze and gentle, thoughtful hum before shaking her head.
“I believe the bus would be best. We wouldn’t need to search for parking that way, and that means we’d get to walk through town more. I really haven’t explored it that much, so I think it would be fun.” A warm smile was planted on her face as she turned and instead headed for the bus stop to wait rather than the cars. “Though this does mean you’ll likely have to guide me everywhere."
Post by Friday Morning on Nov 20, 2016 15:28:44 GMT
"Bus it is!" Friday said, nodding and heading off in that direction. yet again her feet took her right where she wanted to go: this path was embedded in her natural muscle memory. Though there were times when Friday wondered if she didn't pick up something from touching ground or whatnot. Her shoes should stop it from being too bad though, right?
"What?" she said, realizing that Tami had said something. "oh, guiding. Yeah, I sort of know, like, parts of Kalispell fairly well? I haven't been here all that long, but my family and I explored a fair bit of it when we first moved up here. Plus, like, I do like to go out and explore some. It gets boring just holed up in the school. I just have to be careful that my powers don't go all," she waved her hands in a spastic manner, certain Tami would get what she meant.
They arrived at the bus stop soon enough, and Friday doublechecked the schedule she had saved on her phone. "It'll be a few moments till the bus shows up. It'll depend some on who's driving. There's this one really nice guy who likes the school and stuff. I think his..." she scrunched up her face, "niece? Goes here? Yeah, and there's another who doesn't care, and this kinda nice lady who's friendly but, not, like super interested. We just gotta hope it's not the grumpy one. Though she is pretty fast..." likely Friday would keep right on prattling to fill up that time if not stopped or given a more solid direction.
Bus it was. Tami offered her another smile while they stood there and Friday spoke up a little about Kalispell. Again though, her powers seemed to play a factor in her daily dealings with the world. As terrible as it might’ve sounded, it really made Tami appreciate her own power and her side-effects. “During my first year I think I was simply over worried about controlling my powers.” Worry wart like always, even if it didn’t show so much.
Now though she was very happy to be heading into town. She’d definitely have to do it more often, maybe with Friday or her roommate Max. Maybe she could even take Heather into town to explore? Tami doubted the girl had really been around it much since she was even newer to the school than Tami. Meanwhile Friday started going on about the drivers. Tami smiled warmly at her and patiently listened as she went on. It was a good way to pass up the time and truly Tami didn’t mind her rambling friend. She nodded here and there when it seemed appropriate, and before she knew it the bus had arrived.
She wasn’t exactly sure who it was driving out of Friday’s long list, but they seemed nice enough when Tami got on and paid. There was even a spot the two could sit down, and Tami headed over there. “Is this one of the nice ones?” Tami questioned, motioning subtly to the bus driver.