"The mall's not that far off. I don't go dress shopping, but I know good shops for different types of styles. Do you want something formal or casual or—Nah, let's go casual right now. Well... what's your favorite style?"
I Feel Pretty. Oh, So Pretty
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"The mall's not that far off. I don't go dress shopping, but I know good shops for different types of styles. Do you want something formal or casual or—Nah, let's go casual right now. Well... what's your favorite style?"
Stitch was beyond ecstatic to be going on a shopping adventure with his new friend, by now fairly used to people opting out of spending time with him when he asked. Not only did Smokey seem pretty comfortable with him despite his general oddities, they had actually seemed excited about the prospect as well. It soon became apparent just how talkative he was when he wasn't surrounded by other people; one on one conversation was another beast entirely.
Stitch tilted his head at Smokey's question, tapping his chin thoughtfully while he pondered it. "Oh, huhhhh...you know, I'm really not sure! I don't know too much about dresses, just that they're pretty, and I want to know how it feels to wear one. Does that make sense? I don't know. Buuut...I trust you to help me find something nice!~" The little voodoo child stuck close to them as they walked, practically vibrating with anticipation as they neared the mall.
@Keen
Stitch tilted his head at Smokey's question, tapping his chin thoughtfully while he pondered it. "Oh, huhhhh...you know, I'm really not sure! I don't know too much about dresses, just that they're pretty, and I want to know how it feels to wear one. Does that make sense? I don't know. Buuut...I trust you to help me find something nice!~" The little voodoo child stuck close to them as they walked, practically vibrating with anticipation as they neared the mall.
@Keen
They slowed down to enter the large building, then led Stitch over to the nearest shop that looked to sell dressing. Hopefully, there was a good area to sit down while someone more knowledgeable about dresses helped Stitch. Inside, the dresses here looked to cater more for beings with a full human body, but a post at the entrance said that they could do customizations for those who needed that. Looked like Smokey wasn't going to get the perfect dress. No harm in looking around, however.
"Should I wear something bright or something monotone? I don't know if I want my dress to stick out against me or match. Hmmm... Ah, it's so hard deciding!"
Stitch couldn't hold back an awed gasp when they made it to the mall, staring and looking around with even wider eyes than usual. There was just sooooo much! So many stores, and people, all crowding around and looking like they were having a wonderful time. To him, it was pure magic, considering his background of isolation. "Wooooooahhhhh! This place is amazing, Smokey! There's just so much, so much...stuff!"
He kept close to Smokey as they walked, figuring that with so many people around it would be easy to get lost, and that they probably knew where they were going more than him. Finally spotting their destination, he held his hands up to his cheeks and giggled like a crazed little hyena, rushing in and looking around at everything in utter amazement. "Oh! Ummm, well. I don't really know...maybe, maaayyybeeee...both! You could have something that has a neutral base and then some nice bright highlights!" He didn't really know what he was talking about, but he sure would do his best.
He kept close to Smokey as they walked, figuring that with so many people around it would be easy to get lost, and that they probably knew where they were going more than him. Finally spotting their destination, he held his hands up to his cheeks and giggled like a crazed little hyena, rushing in and looking around at everything in utter amazement. "Oh! Ummm, well. I don't really know...maybe, maaayyybeeee...both! You could have something that has a neutral base and then some nice bright highlights!" He didn't really know what he was talking about, but he sure would do his best.
"But you first, I need to relax for a bit. Walking made me tired. Ask one of the people working here if you need help. They're the ones wearing nametags, I think. Also, shhh, don't be too loud. We don't want people getting angry at us." Smokey tried to ignore some of the weird looks customers gave them from how loud they were being, then went to sit down on a chair near the dressing room.
"Oh! Oh. Sorry, yes. Inside voice, inside voice. No problem~" Stitch decided to bestow a brief hug to Smokey, coupled with his patented shark-toothed grin. "Go ahead and take a seat, it's okay. Thank you again for coming with me, really, it's super nice of you~" With that, he turned to go and pester a slightly perturbed looking worker who promptly directed him over towards a section that would house sizes petite enough to be appropriate for him.
Stitch scanned over the various offerings with a rather intense mix of wonderment and scrutiny, his face screwed up in thought as he considered what may look good on him. Chewing on his knuckle absently, he eventually stared down three dresses in particular, plucking them up and rushing back to Smokey to show them off. He hung them from a peg on the wall, taking the first one to show them and holding it with an exaggerated amount of care, like he was handling some sort of ancient scroll. "Okay, okay, I have threeeeeee options. Which one should I try first, you think?"
He had picked out a lacy, black, vaguely victorian inspired one with white and red accents, a short creamy orange one with nutty brown straps, and a long and flowy black and white striped summery dress, made of a thinner and softer material than the other two. "Umm, I don't really have any experience looking for my own clothes, so I just kinda picked out colors I liked and thought may look nice on me."
Stitch scanned over the various offerings with a rather intense mix of wonderment and scrutiny, his face screwed up in thought as he considered what may look good on him. Chewing on his knuckle absently, he eventually stared down three dresses in particular, plucking them up and rushing back to Smokey to show them off. He hung them from a peg on the wall, taking the first one to show them and holding it with an exaggerated amount of care, like he was handling some sort of ancient scroll. "Okay, okay, I have threeeeeee options. Which one should I try first, you think?"
He had picked out a lacy, black, vaguely victorian inspired one with white and red accents, a short creamy orange one with nutty brown straps, and a long and flowy black and white striped summery dress, made of a thinner and softer material than the other two. "Umm, I don't really have any experience looking for my own clothes, so I just kinda picked out colors I liked and thought may look nice on me."
The break did Smokey great. They were still tired and had aching legs, but now they were no longer sore and felt the need to take a ten-minute nap. Actually, now that Smokey thought about it, did they nap? One second their eyes were closed in a moment of relaxation, the next second Stitch was in front of them holding up three different types of dresses.
It didn't take Smokey long to pick out their favorite. "The black and white one. I like the orange one, but I think summer dresses are really cute on people. I wonder if I'd look cute in a dress like that..." Their voice didn't trail off in a moment of lack of confidence, but consideration of how they would look. It was hard to imagine when suits were their main style.