Let's Go To The Mall! Today! [Open]

yes. the topic title references himym. In absence of a true """mall""" this'll do.

Bea walked happily through Vervain Spectrum with Buzzer following behind her, buzzing a little tune as they looked for a store to go through. There were quite a few options to choose from; it was entirely too difficult to choose. Maybe she should just window shop? she thought. As they continued to look at the items in the various shop windows, Beatrice picked up on the Combee's tune and began whistling along with him. They spent a few minutes looking at shop windows before the girl sighed. Despite all the neat stuff she saw, nothing particular really stuck out. She was bored, but couldn't figure out why. Maybe she could find something or someone a little further down the Spectrum.

Walking around the back end of the spectrum, entering from the back entrance. Cecilia was looking for a necklace. She had an idea of what kind of necklace she would buy. She was looking for a white flower necklace with a tint of blue with a silver chain. She hadn't bought anything yet, she had been mainly window shopping through the stores. She couldn't find anything that interested her. She continued through the spectrum hoping to find something that gave her a spark.

Distressed squeaks echoed through the paved cobblestone streets, their mortar running deep with the foot traffic and cart traffic grounding down through every crevice of the blocks. Only the corners of the street sprouted weeds and wildflowers, the sort that were as desperate and shameless to live as highwaymen at the gallows. The market-goers' activity made even the hardiest seed sprout shy between the stalls and stores. Gossipers chattered round and about, making haste to dodge the darting figure of a small electric red mouse sprinting through. He stopped multiple times to tug at many of the faceless strangers, face pulled into a plead that nobody could understand.

Plusle continued again and again, to seemingly no avail. The petite Cheering Pokemon brushed past a blonde girl's legs, making his way toward another with a hexagonal bee hovering nearby. Once again, its scarlet paws tapped at Beatrice's legs to grab her attention, and before long, there was a series of cheeps and squeals as though the Pokemon could get her to understand.

Large beady eyes were watery with tears as he pointed and made signals in some sort of attempt to portray something incomprehensible to the human language. Without waiting to make sure that the trainer could understand, the Plusle rushed back in the direction it came from, pausing every once in awhile to have his floppy ears twitch before turning back to make sure that Beatrice was following.

She hardly noticed the Plusle grabbing at her leg. However, Combee nudged her to look down and noticed the small red-eared mouse begging for attention. Beatrice smiled and was about to ask where its trainer was, but instead, the Plusle took off in another direction. Did it want her to follow? Shrugging, she decided to follow the adorable little mouse with Combee buzzing happily behind her. Eventually, she made her way to who she thought was the Pokèmon's trainer. "Hello," she said. "Are you this adorable Plusle's trainer? I think they wanted me to follow."

Cecilia turned around. A girl asked if the Plusle was her's. She stared at the Plusle and shook her head."This Plusle isn't mine, but if you want I can help you look for the trainer." She responded to the stranger. Bending down to pet the Plusle. Eve jumped off her shoulder to greet the Plusle who had been wandering with the stranger. The little Pachirusu started to try playing with the Plusle. They look cute together. Cecilia let her thoughts flow as she watched the Pokemon.

Little sparks flew from red cheeks, and Plusle skidded to a halt, some dust and pebbles picking up in a small cloud behind his trail. Azure eyes fell onto the Electric Squirrel, the tiny body still shivering with tears like a child desperately clinging to its mother. When the Pachirisu hopped and skipped about, he felt his ears flop over with the blonde girl's pat. Plusle blinked a few times, clearing his blurry vision before giving a little halfhearted smile.

With a bounce, Plusle continued on his way, supporting Cecilia's answer that she was, in fact, not his trainer. This time however, Plusle would beckon both of the girls (and Combee and Pachirisu) to follow with red paws and a soft squeak. Soon enough, the single half of the Cheering Pokemon duo came upon what he was trying to lead the others to...

Not too far off, in a small narrow alley, his partner Minun had her head stuck in a trash bin, the lower half of her body flailing about as she tried to pull herself free. But to Plusle's surprise, there was already someone there. The slender figure had a stick wedged into the trash can's opening, pallid fingers clutched as they worked on pulling the Minun out. A soft hue of blue was barely visible around their frame.

One deep breath later, the blue rabbit's body flung up and out of the bin. Grim tainted her vanilla fur, but cheerful squeaks mimicking laughter emitted from Minun as Plusle practically tackled his partner. Gasping a little, the androgynous figure's virescent hair clung to their effeminate face. They tossed the stick aside, readjusting the billowing scarf around their neck.

Walking up to the two girls, they had a permanently-etched smile across their features, lambent jade eyes glinting with amusement. Swiftly, they pulled a chocolate bar out of Cecilia's pockets, unraveling it and taking a nibble.

"Thank you kindly for your patronage, ma'am~"