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Dite's Decadent Delights, Friday

It wasn't that Sparkle was avoiding life, at this point. Sure, last week, you probably could have accused him of that. After all, he'd run off to Nar Shaddaa with Atton, had spent a week getting messed up on Juma Juice and had somehow managed to stow away on a transport to Ord Mantell with a half-dressed alien dancer on either arm. That, if he was called on it, and probably pushed about it, he might even cop to as being a good touch of running away.

This week? He was totally not running. Hell, he was kind of feeling better about things, even. So what if he'd brought Velcro with him to Dite's to keep him company?

And so what if he'd placed the kitten on top of the giant metal rooster and was now snickering to himself about how Velcro was totally riding it bareback? Sometimes, horrible dirty puns were an excellent way to pass the time, thank you, and if anyone had a problem with it... well... Screw 'em.

If anyone needed Sparkle, he was going to pass the time by throwing a ball-gag around for his cat to chase. No, he probably wasn't going to put that one back on the shelf when he was done. Probably.

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Oh look, it was Karina stopping by. Which was probably a surprise because, hey, why the hell would she?

No, not because she wanted something from the store. God, no. She’d rather die.

"Shouldn’t this store be mentally scarring to your cat?" she asked brazenly in lieu of hello. Yeah, Karina? Ignoring everything in the store except for the cat and the jerkface. She had a heavy, new looking backpack slung over one shoulder and two drinks from the Perk in her hands.

"Have a coffee," she added, setting one of them on the counter. "It’s not poisoned."

"Not poisoned is good," Sparkle decided, smirking as he made a reach for the coffee she'd set down. "And nah, Velcro's fine. He likes cock."

As could be evidenced by the way the kitten kept trying to climb back up onto the rooster, apparently.

"What brings you around, Crazy Girl? Lookin' for like a new toy or something?"

Look, she'd stepped into the sex store. Sparkle reserved the right to be obnoxious about it for at least a moment or two.

“Like I would!” Karina yelped despite her resolve to not react that way. “I’m a minor.”

God, Sparkle. She was pretty sure he wasn’t even legal to work here, let alone sell toys to her. What was the age for that again? He was lucky she was overlooking that.

What was it? Like, eighteen? Twenty-one? Sparkle had no clue. He was legal to drink in one of the bars on the island, mostly because they didn't give a shit, and that was good enough for him.

"Yeah? So? You're age of consent at least, right?" He shrugged. "It's not like I'm encouraging you to run out and get knocked up. Here are Dite's, we encourage safe sex."

At least, that's what the bowl of free condoms on the front counter suggested, right?

... Sorry, Karina. Sparks really was a shit-disturber.

"I'm actually not legal," she said, flushing. "I'm only fifteen. Age of consent is sixteen where I'm from."

The you jerkass was left unsaid but heavily implied.

"And even if I was having sex, I wouldn't come here when you were working."

Because he was a shit-stirrer.

"Aaaah." See Sparkle. See Sparkle think it was so damn cute how she was so concerned about the legality of this visit to the sex shop. "So, what does bring you here, if you're not looking to supplement your BDSM chic?"

She'd look hot in, like, a corset and heels or something. Sparks wasn't into that, at least not on the ladies, but even he could concede that much.

The worst part was that she knew she'd look hot all dressed up as a dominatrix or something kinky like that. Really, Blue Rose's costume was designed along those lines and her Hero persona was to dominate. She'd seen the fanart.

"Sorry we don't all have dirty minds," she said haughtily. "BDSM isn't really my scene." Blue Rose, though… "Anyway, I brought you something."

She thunked the heavy backpack on the counter and shoved it at him. "Yours."

The backpack was new and one of those obviously built-to-last affairs and inside it was everything he could ever dream of needing for normal-school related work. Including all the GED books and supplements. And paper. And pens.

Karina was kind of obnoxiously thorough.

"... You brought me a backpack full of cinder blocks? Weirdo, you shouldn't have."

No, really. Sparkle was kind of looking at the backpack like it was about to jump up and smack him.

"The hell is this?"

Poor Sparkle. He'd offered her sex toys and she gave him school. Karina was the worst.

She grinned. "It won't bite."

Hopefully. She was pretty sure that tabs and binders and geometry kits and even a scientific calculator wouldn't bite. Even here. Right?

"It's a present, dumbass. Open it."

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Sparkle was totally going to get chased around the room in the dead of night by a pinchy three-ring binder with a vendetta, wasn't he?

He gave her a kind of wary look, and then gave a few good tugs on the bag, lugging it across the counter so that he could open it up. He unzipped the bag, peered inside, and then blinked up at Karina, an eyebrow raised.

"So, no excuses now, huh?"

Sly, sly psycho.

She was!

Karina's smile widened, like a cat that ate the canary. "Exactly."

She smugly sipped her drink.

"I mean, unless I hurt something lifting this fricking bag. Jesus, Crazy, how did you get this here? Pay Fosse to carry it across town for you?"

Oh god. What, did she expect him to study?

Yes. Yes, she did.

"I carried it," she said, rolling her eyes. "It's not that heavy."

It was. She just had the muscle to lug it around.

Yeah, did Karina see Sparkle's noodly arms? The heaviest thing he lifted around generally involved multiple bottles of beer!

"It's got, like, half a library in there. And enough ink and shit to print another."

"Consider it practice," she suggested, "for lifting the heavy weight of responsibility."

Yeah, okay, she was rolling her eyes again. She totally could not say that with a straight face.

"Right now, I should be lifting the heavy weight of this ribbed glass dildo shipment we got in," Sparkle shared, completely and utterly shamelessly. "You want heavy, just wait until you've tried to carefully heave around a case of marbled eight inch glass cocks."

He did these things because he cared, Karina. Because he cared.

She tossed her hair back over one shoulder. The move did absolutely nothing to hide her blush.

"Well then," she said, "you should get on that, right? I'll watch."

What? She wasn't going to help him. Ew.

"You my new supervisor here, then?" Yes, Sparkle was snarking, lovingly. "Show up with work to do and then sit back and watch me haul crap around?"

"Definitely," Karina said breezily, responding in kind. "Didn't they tell you? I'm here to keep you out of trouble. That means I get to watch you do all the hard work. Fun, huh?"

"I guess I won't be stealing many livestock animals while I'm hauling boxes of dicks around and then doing, like... math quizzes and shit," Sparkle snorted, shaking his head and leaning against the counter. See the rush he was in to get that box moved? "You going to help me with my studying, too?"

Karina considered that.

"Do I get to cuddle Velcro?"

It was an important factor!

"What, while we study, or right now?"

Velcro was halfway up the side of the rooster again, and doing a mighty fine job of not falling off, considering it was all metal parts and weird angles. There was a reason Sparkle named him that, after all.

She gave him a deadpan look. "While we study, dumbass."

"Well, then duh. I mean, so long as we're studying in, like, my room or whatever. Probably no cats allowed in the library."

Which meant he wouldn't have to go to the library, which struck Sparkle as a win, anyhow.

Oh, Sparkle, now Karina was going to have to check to see if that was a library rule.

She wasn't going to give him a heads up about that though. Not when she suspected all the information in the backpack would be overwhelming enough.

Karina raised her cup in a mocking salute. "Then yes, I'll help you study."

"You're probably one of the most sadistic people I know," Sparkle decided cheerfully. "And that's saying a lot. I know a lot of twisted fucks, I mean."

This was probably intended to be a compliment. It was sometimes hard to tell, with Sparkle.

She was going to take it as one anyhow.

"I'm sure you do," Karina said pleasantly, taking a sip of her drink and then grinning at him. "And you haven't even seen me be mean yet."

"Yeah, it's just a matter of time," Sparkle decided. "I can push, like, anyone to be mean. It's a skill I have. Sssh, don't tell. It's totally my secret weapon."

Being annoying was a secret weapon. Sure.

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