forum The Gods are Falling from the Sky (surreal urban fantasy o/o anyone?[CLOSED ty])

Started November 12, 2019 by @Young-Dusty-the-Monarch-of-Dusteria group

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"I will," Oscar promised, taking another bite of pizza. "You too. Watch out for those Goldenrod people you told me about."

She nodded as she opened the door, "I will." With that, she closed the door behind herself and got into her truck, starting it and heading to the nearest store. There wasn't any stores that would be open in her town, but in the next town over there was one, plus it was only a few minutes drive over.

(ahaha alrighty XD)
By now it was fully dark outside, and the town was starting to settle down a bit. At this hour the nearest store was mostly empty, but there were still a few people perusing the aisles here and there. The cashiers had closed all but two checkout lanes due to the lull and were chatting companionably together near the sliding exit doors.
(sorry for the wait, having a sleepover with cousins atm)

(It's ok! I hope you have fun!)
Honor didn't even remember the drive as she pulled into the parking lot and hopped out, locking her car and repeating what she needed to get in her head. She didn't want anything bad to happen to Oscar while she was away, meaning she had to make this trip fast. With her keys now shoved in her pocket along with her wallet, she entered the store and headed straight to where the clothing selections were, trying to find simple clothes that Oscar might like.

(We did! They just left. My oldest cousin came back from college for Christmas so it was good to catch up with her ^^)
There was quite a variety, although the men's sizing for the clothes was decidedly confusing. At this point, the store was quiet enough that the cashiers' conversation could be heard fairly easily.
"You guys see that heat lightning a couple hours ago, out on the edge of town?" a young woman asked.
"Sure did," replied another, older woman. "If that's what it really was. I didn't see any storm clouds."
A male voice chimed in. "Are you saying it might have been a….what's it called….a Manifestation, like they were talking about at the press conference?"
"Coulda been, I dunno. Strange times, huh?"
The younger woman spoke again. "What do you think of the Erased Ones, Lily? The news says they're getting more common all the time….I'm kinda scared." She laughed nervously.
"Don't be," the older woman, Lily, replied firmly. "Chances are that if you met an Erased One, you wouldn't even know it. They look just like ordinary people, and they're as scared of us as we are of them. Let the police and those Goldenrod guys get on their bad side if they want to–we'll be fine if we stay out of their way."

(Oh that's nice!!)
Her focus was on the clothes as she tried to guess what would fit Oscar, but she did overhear their conversation, immediately figuring that the flash was when Oscar showed up tonight. She knew they would probably never know that she knew him, but yet she quickened her pace of looking around a little, finally settling on a few different shirts and adjustable pants along with other things for him. Now she just had to check out and then get back to Oscar.

(yeah XD)
The cashiers noticed her approaching and reluctantly dispersed to their stations, murmuring their agreement with Lily's final statement. Lily herself, a greying woman with rimless glasses, placedherself behind the counter at one of the open checkout lanes and gave Honor a smile. "I can help you over here, ma'am."

"Thanks," She said, smiling at the woman and placing the stack of clothes on the checkout lane. She didn't notice until now at how strange it could seem, being late at night and her buying mens clothing. That didn't stop her though and she pulled out her wallet, watching as the clothes got scanned.

Lily briskly bagged each item, still seeming in a good mood. "Doing some gift shopping?" she inquired pleasantly.

"Not really," She replied, fiddling with a few bills as she waited to find out her total, "Just getting things for a friend who's in town." Her eyes flicked around and she studied the store with feigned interest.

"Oh, well that's nice of you." Lily totaled up the cost and was about to hand Honor her groceries when the store's intercom abruptly came on. A man's voice came through it, sounding like he hadn't had time to rehearse his announcement.
"Good evening, shoppers, this is the manager of the store speaking. Uh, we just got a note from local law enforcement letting us know that there is a…..Type Three Erased One at large in Everett, as of this evening. They are advising people to head home and to avoid contact with strangers until they can find it and get everything under control. Sorry for the disturbance, folks, and I hope you have a great night."
Lily glanced up in surprise. "A Type Three? Why, those are supposed to be the most dangerous ones. Are you gonna be okay getting home tonight, ma'am?"

Honor froze as the announcement came on and cursed internally, gently taking the bags from her and nodding quickly. "I'll be fine, I guess the sooner I get home and tell my friend about this the better." She knew that this meant she would have to get Oscar out of town, away from the goldenrod agency searching for him.

"Oh for sure, honey. Here, let me at least walk you to your car. Parking lots are some of the most risky places at night, you know." Not waiting for a reply, Lily turned off the checkout lane's 'open' sign and bundled Honor and her groceries out the door.

She tried to protest before deciding to just stay quiet, offering her a polite smile and walking out to the car with her bags in hand and Lily by her side. "I hope you get home safe too, thanks for walking me to my car," She said, smiling at her.

"No trouble," Lily replied cheerfully. Her back was to the street, and so she didn't see the navy blue van idling on the curb. The driver's window was down, and there was a man watching them both carefully from inside. He made direct eye contact with Honor for a second, and almost seemed as if he was going to drive the van over–but then his gaze shifted back to Lily and he hesitated. After a moment, the window rolled up and the van pulled away, disappearing into the darkness of the road.
Still oblivious, Lily helped stow the bags in the truck and gave Honor a little wave. "Okay, well, drive safe, ma'am, and have a great night. Come again!"

As oblivious to the truck as Lily was, Honor spotted it immediately and her mind went to Oscar. She hesitated but continued smiling as she climbed into her truck and waved back to Lily, "You too!" Honor was worried by now and as soon as Lily was out of the way she backed up, controlling herself and forcing herself not to bolt out of the parking lot like a mad woman. She let out a shaky breath and looked over at the clothes, calmly trying to figure out the absolute fastest way to get back to her house. It seemed like eons but soon she was back on the road, going barely over the limit as she rushed back home and keeping her eye out for cops so she knew to slow down.

The streets were eerily dark and empty by now, despite the fact that it was a lovely summer night. No more cops or mysterious vans appeared, luckily–although at one point a chorus of sirens wailed briefly in the distance. Honor's house looked as safe and cozy as ever when it came into view….except for one tiny detail. The front door was ajar.

Honor's eyes widened at the sight of the open door and basically jumped out of her truck once she parked, leaving the key in the ignition as she grabbed the clothes and made her way to the door. "Oscar?" She called, the plastic bag in her hand making a ridiculous amount of noise as she held onto it tighter, "You still here?"

At first, the living room seemed to be deserted. Empty pizza boxes and half-open books were strewn across the floor, as if a tornado had come through, and Ocar was nowhere to be seen. But then there came the faint sound of snoring from the back of the room, and one of the pizza boxes shifted to reveal a pair of legs sticking out from behind the couch. They were definitely Oscar's legs.

"Oscar?" She asked quietly, setting down the clothes near the door and walking towards the pair of legs sticking out from behind the couch. Honor had a feeling it was him, especially from the books and empty pizza boxes everywhere.

"….Mm?…" The snoring stopped, and after a moment Oscar sat up groggily. There were crumbs peppering his hair and a stack of magazines in his lap. "Oh, you're back. You said I could eat as much as I wanted, but I saved a slice for you just in case you were still hungry."