Will had trouble deciding what to pick. It's not that the costumes weren't good, they were, but he wasn't sure
if he lived up to any of their reputations. He wasn't going to pick the tank top and shorts since he had a
pair of those at home, and they reminded him of himself. He was buying a costume to get away from his life. He
didn't didn't want to pick the ninja costume since he wasn't stealthy enough to be one(nor did he have any
martial arts or weaponry skills). Will was in no way a super anything let alone a SuperMan, so that was out.
Tarzan sounded intriguing, as Will had an affinity for the outdoors and loved wild animals just as Lord
Greystroke did. But Will was also self conscious and had body image issues, so Tarzan was his "Plan B" in case
the costume he really wanted was too expensive. The one he did want, although he didn't know he wanted it yet,
was Wonder Woman. He denied it to himself since it was a girl's costume, but Diana's combination of brute
strength, scientific knowledge and compassion appealed to Will the most. Yes, it us true that Wonder Woman was
basically just an opposite gender expy of Superman, but the Man Of Steel just seemed too...lofty for Will. Too
many expectations from other people. As a woman, unfair as it may have been, Diana wasn't expected to amount
as much as Kal-El was. Subconsciously, Will felt the same way. He was a bright young man, and full of courage
to spare, but he was a weak little thing. Maybe Captain America would have suited him more than Wondy, but
Steve's costume wasn't present.
"Having any trouble, young man?" asked the store owner, suddenly appearing at the entrance.
"Yes. Um, are these all the costumes you have?"
"No, I have lots of others, but these are the ones I expected that you might like."
"Um...I don't know you, ma'am. And you don't know me neither. How would you know what I wanted to wear?"
"A witch can know a lot of things. Your aura was recorded as soon as you entered the store. I interpreted the
aura, and voila, I deduced what kind of costumes you might want. It all happened pretty quickly to you, but
not for me."
She smiled.
Will didn't know what to do.
The store owner looked pensive for a moment, but then a flashbulb lit up in her head. In a cardboard box
adjacent to the mannequin wearing the ninja outfit, the store owner picked out a dusty looking black witches
hat.
"Ah, so you're trying to prove that you're a witch by putting that hat on?" asked Will, standing around.
"No, young man. It's for you! Remember the sorting hat from Harry Potter? This hat runs on the same idea. It
will help you pick out what you should buy!"
She picked out a stool from the back for Will to sit out, and reluctantly, almost pushed into it, Will sat
down.
The store owner placed the black witches hat on top of Will's head, and then the hat began to speak to him...