Shopping trip (Damien)

[Percie Hobbes]

Percie sat surrounded by shopping bags of various sizes, textures and colors but holding the same things...clothes, shoes, toys and other things that would make the little girl eating goldfish crackers across from her happy. Lainey reached for another cracker, ate it thoughtfully and then took a drink out of her sippy cup. It was the quietest Percie had seen her since she'd brought Lainey home a few weeks ago. "Sweetie are you okay?" she asked gently as she wondered what was going through the little girl's mind.

"I like my new sheets," Lainey said in her "matter-of-fact" voice. "I won't get them wet!" she continued with some urgency. Percie was puzzled until she realized that Lainey must be talking about her bed wetting. It wasn't a nightly problem but it was often enough that Percie quickly realized that two sets of bedsheets were not going to be enough.

"Oh, Honey it's okay," Percie reassured her daughter (AAAAHHH HER DAUGHTER) as she reached over and smoothed a hand over Lainey's hair. She was actually a bit more concerned about Lainey's nightmares, those happened almost as much the bedwetting and posed a slightly larger problem. "I know you'll do your best to keep them dry, but if you make a mistake it's okay," she explained patiently. She'd already red up on bedwetting, spending hours trying to figure out the best way to handle it. It was hard being annoyed though when Lainey was so genuinely upset that she wet the bed.

"Can we have macaroni for dinner?" Lainey asked suddenly, completely changing subjects withing seconds, there was the little girl Percie was more familiar with.

[Damien Tremblay]

It wasn't often that Damien hit the mall on his own anymore, but Josef was tied up at the clinic with classes, and the law clerk needed some things for work. Gypsy had decided that one of his ties was a perfect thing to play tug of war with Neil Patrick Harris the other night, and had been quite effectively ruined in the process. It had been a nice tie too. So, he was out to replace it, as well as pick up a few other things.

Once he had a few new work shirts and two silk ties in bags, he started to meander his way down to the food court. On the way he made one stop into the electronics store to look for a few (terrible) movies for Josef to add to their already terrible collection, and lingered for a few moments outside a jewelry store looking at a few simple bands before shaking his head and heading back to the food court. He was starving, and coffee was important.

After grabbing a latte and a sandwich, he began to hunt for a spot to settle for a few minutes. He had time to kill, after all. Josef wasn't going to be home for a while, and when he was they had plans to walk the dogs and make dinner together. All in all, alarmingly domestic. He'd never hear the end of it from Janice. His boss lived for this kind of stuff.

As he surveyed the seating area, he paused when he thought he recognized someone. Upon closer investigation.... yep. That was Percie. He liked the detective well enough, he supposed. Most of the time they got along, and had done since their days at Hammel together. But there was also that flip side... Percie had lived for mischief, and had often dragged Damien into it due to the nature of his power. Sadly, he never could turn her down, because that would be rude, so any trouble they'd gotten into afterwards wasn't exactly entirely unfounded. Even as adults, he found she was the same. Either a great friend, or... trouble.

But... was that a kid with her? He could risk her bringing up childhood misadventures for a kid. Heading over with his bags, he gave a little wave. "Percie, hey! How are you?"