Tina pulled the cart down the aisle with a sour frown. She grabbed up all the returned goods and slammed them on the shelves with the force of a shot putter.
“Someone’s in a bad mood….” A voice said.
“What do you want, Olivia?” Tina asked as she slammed more stuff against the shelf.
“Just tryin’ to get you to chill before the boss man sees you!” Olivia responded.
Tina sighed and set stuff on the shelves calmly.
“I had the perfect date and it as ruined….” Tina said, mumbling “Stupid lying little bitch….” under her breath.
“I’m sure whatever Colin did, he’ll make it up to yah!” Olivia smiled.
“It’s not Colin who ruined it….” Tina said as she strolled away tossing boxes on the shelf.
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Colin buttoned up his polo and sprayed himself down with cologne. All of a sudden, Marinette shrieked at the top of her lungs.
“What happened?! What’s going on?!” Colin screamed.
“Kill it! Kill it!!!!” Marinette cried.
In the middle of the floor was a giant tarantula bigger than his hand.
“What’s all the screaming about?” Lucy asked as she looked around.
The brunette tomboy shrieked out loud and nearly knocked the wind out of Colin jumping into his arms.
“KILL IT! KILL IT WITH FIRE!!!!!” Lucy screamed.
“Edwina… there you are…” Tina said as she gently lifted the spider up and plopped it back into a plastic tank.
“That THING is your pet?!” Marinette screeched.
“She must’ve crawled into your purse when I was cleaning her tank…” Tina smiled.
“And who said you could do that?!” Lucy yelled.
“Colin didn’t seem to mind.” Tina shrugged.
Marinate rolled her eyes as she started picking up the contents of purse.
“That’s odd, Edwina… I don’t see your babies anywhere…” Tina said as she looked around the plastic terrarium.
“Babies?” Lucy squeaked.
Marinette screamed in horror as several tiny spiders ran up her arms. She slammed her arms against the walls before jumping up in Colin’s arms.
“Saaaaaaaaaaaaam!!!!!!” They cried out in sync.
The blonde Amazon walked in and saw the spiders running along the floor as the other girls sobbed hysterically.
“Honestly Lucy, YOU of all people scared of these tiny little things…” Sam sighed as she sprayed the whole floor with RAID.
Tina took her spider out of the kitchen as Marinette and Lucy hugged Sam like scared little kids.
“I need to go redo my makeup…” Marinette sniffed.
Marinette closed the bathroom door and turned around.
“Jamie?” Marinette asked.
“Tina said you needed help with your make up!” Jamie beamed as she grabbed a huge brush.
“Never do that again! Never do that… again…” Lucy sniffled before bursting out in laughter.
“Gee that mood turned… around… fast…” Sam paused as she covered her mouth.
Colin turned to see Marinette with cartoonishly red blush and long eyelashes, eyeshadow so heavy she looked like she was punched in the face, and about a pound of glittery red lipgloss.
“Tada!!!!” Jamie smiled as she pointed to her handiwork.
Sam burst out into full blown belly laughs as she fell to the living room floor.
“This does NOT work with my dress!!!” Marinette huffed.
Tina walked in with some wine and “accidentally” dumped it down the front of her white dress.
“Oh my… good thing I have some of my old clothes that I was gonna give away….” Tina grinned.
This evening it looked like Marinette was rocking a spiked leather collar, a tight shirt with horizontal black and white stripes, a leather vest, a shiny black miniskirt and black army boots with skulls painted on.
“This was a phase I went through in high school, it’s the only thing I had that fit your figure…” Tina smirked.
Marinette snatched her wallet and stormed out of the door, Colin trailing behind her.
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“So I’m guessing that the trip to the gallery wasn’t as great as you hoped?” Marinette’s friend asked over the phone.
“What, going to my mother’s show dressed like I just left the My Chemical Romance concert?” Marinette said sarcastically, “It was faaaaaaantastic…”
“Sorry that you had to go through that.” Her friend said comfortingly.
“I’m fine, Luna.” Marinette said, “In fact, I’m going to get even…”