Gargoyles' 'verse: The Castle: Shopping Trip (Probably Lacking in Doom)

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Guinevere materialized in the courtyard of the castle with a nervous look, afraid for a moment that it hadn't actually worked.  After all, the one courtyard looked pretty much like the other.

Though, truth be told, she'd be nervous anyway.  The very idea of simply going out into public--shopping, Franklin had called it--was beyond strange to her.  She was from a time when her kind were tolerated at best, not unlike some kind of mangy watchdog that the humans kept.  Useful, but not at all important.  And times were not much better several centuries in the future.  Could it all have changed so much here?

And there was the scarier notion that somewhere out there in this universe, there might still exist a Demona.  The one from the universe she now called home was removed from things, forever sealed in sleeping stone.  But here...  could she face herself, if it came down to it?  She did not know.

And then there were her emerging feelings for Franklin...

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And Guinevere could not help but laugh. "Forgive me. I should not laugh... but you are simply adorable sometimes."

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He blinked, but then gave a pleased grin as his dark cheeks darkened further.

Sally chuckled and silently nodded her assent.

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She smiled, mirthfully, then added, "And you are even more adorable when you blush."

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That made him cover his even darker face with one wing. His body language was such that he was one big blush, even without drastic colour change.

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She frowned. "But now I have made you uncomfortable."

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"No, I'm okay," he said hurriedly, putting the other half of his slice of cake in his mouth to cover his remaining confusion.

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Sensing the need to shift subjects, she said, "I was not aware such delicacies existed."

Yes, food was a safe subject.

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He put an arm around her in a reassuring hug, his grin returning. "Do you want to taste more kinds of cakes? There are all kinds of other foods, too."

He really liked the giant beans in tomato sauce, but Elisa had banned him from eating them after that last incident.

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She smiled. "Lead on, Franklin. And I shall follow."

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He looked around, undecided, still one-armed hugging her. "More dessert first? Or other stuff?"

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"Perhaps... something else first? Deserts are all well and good, but I should like to see what else there is."

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"Hmm, I know!" He led her toward where fragrant, spicy spam kabobs lay neatly under their protective cover, then started happily haggling with the seller for six of them.

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The smell of cooking meat was practically heaven to Guinevere's nose. Still, she cast a few glances around the rest of the market, taking it all in.