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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"Have you had pizza yet?" He carefully wiped his hands and face on a paper napkin.

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"Pizza... is the bread dish? With the sauce and cheese?"

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"I guess it's bread." Thoughtful frown. "It tastes a lot better. How about enchiladas?"

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"Now those I know I have not had. I would remember something with such an unusual name."

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He was grinning again. "They're over there. Do you want one?"

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"I think I would like to try one, yes."

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Once more his big hand slipped gently around hers and squeezed as he looked toward their destination. "And then some cake or candy?"

He wanted more meat, but he knew what Elisa would say about trying to eat half the market in one night.

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"That sounds delightful."

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He turned toward the tables in question, but then stopped and frowned with typical Manhattanite ire as a tourist stopped in front of them with a camera and requested permission to take a picture. "No, go'way."

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Guinevere's reaction was less polite and would have put anyone who knew Demona very much in mind of the rogue and genocidal Gargoyle.

"Idiot! You think we are something to gawk at?! I should..."

It was only after those words had left her mouth that she remembered she was with Franklin and that there was no way he would have approved. Truth be told, neither had Goliath...

She turned and ran, not particularly caring to where, just to get away.

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"Guin, wait!" He went after her.

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She had just enough of a lead time to make this difficult, and ducked between a pair of stands, crouching down and hopefully out of notice.

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"Guin?" He stopped, turning his head and frowning with dismay. "Guin... I'm not mad. Please come back?"

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She responded, but did not show herself. "You should go. I am not a good person, Franklin. I do not see why you want anything to do with me."