Snippet #1717340

"How about this one!? No, wait, wait! This one! How about this one! Hold on, that one! I know, I want this one-"

The fairy demon Rose was busy quickly zipping around outside the window of a local toy store. On display were a number of dolls in extravagant dresses, dresses which of course would fit Rose's diminutive stature. The dolls themselves were of no interest to the fairy, only the clothes they wore. While Rose was a demon, she was more humanoid than most demons. Therefore, she had certain attributes a human female would possess. Such as a love for fashion... Even if her type of fashion can only be bought at toy stores.

Ash stood back away from the window, watching in amusement as the fairy buzzed excitedly around the window. His arms was crossed around his chest, and he was absentmindedly stroking what little fuzz he had on his chin. It was about that time he shaved again. But for that, he would need a razor and shaving cream, and for that, he would need money. Ash sighed as he pulled his wallet out of his pants and opened it. Slim pickings. He only had enough for tonight's meal. He couldn't afford the needed sundry items. He sighed again as he closed the thin wallet, he would have to ask his parents to send even more money. He hated asking them for money, what was the point of being on his own if he couldn't even support himself? Obviously they didn't care, but that wasn't the point. He wanted to carve out his own way through the games, and by damn he was going to do just that.

Before Ash could even put away his wallet, a sweet voice pierced his thoughts, "Ashley! Oh Ash! I've got to have this one!" As he looked up from his pathetic excuse for a wallet, he was greet with the sight of a fairy hovering in front of his face with an excited expression plastered on her face. "...What one?" Ash asked hesitantly. If she had her mind wholeheartedly set upon the dress, then he would have to break her heart. He hated that. Rose flew to his hand, grabbed a finger, and began to drag the bigger man towards the window. There she pressed her tiny face against the glass and pointed into the shop, pointing at a pretty doll sporting a thin white and red dress.

Ash looked from the doll to Rose, and back again. She was right, it was a pretty dress. It would look even prettier on her. Yet, he didn't think he could afford it and to eat at the same time. He looked back to Rose, and opened his mouth to tell her this bit of sorry news, but he hesitated. Her sweet little eyes upon his. She wanted it. Ash looked back to the doll and dress and looked back to Rose. He shook his head, and looked down. He was going to hate saying this to her...

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Rose was busily dancing in the air in front of Ash in a new red and white dress, estatic with her new outfit. Ash trailed behind with a tight look on his face. He had spent what little cash he had on that dress, and maybe had enough for a couple of crackers, or a cheap bowl of ramen or something. He wouldn't eat like a king, but he would eat... Maybe.

Rose, feeling Ash's dejected mood, hovered over to him and took her perch on his shoulder. There she rubbed the spot behind his ear and spoke, "I'm sorry Ash, but I promise. We won't have these troubles for long. You will become a great tamer, and you won't have to worry about money any more. Nor will your parents, or sisters," She said. Ash nodded, "That's the idea. I'm tired of being a nobody, you know? I want to be somebody. I want to win a tournament. Dammit, I will win. We will win," He said with flawless resolve. Like it was almost a given.

A smile spread across Rose's lips and she gave his ear a tug, "That's my boy. And think about it like this, Sarah has a new doll!" This ellicted a laugh from Ash.

"Yeah, too bad it's naked," He said.