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Take a really bad post but tbh I'm just forcing it out rn LOL

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"Mommy! Mommy! I wanna go and buy something!" [break]
"Mmn? Alright, I'm coming, Louis~"[break]
"No! No! I wanna buy something, but it has to be a surprise!" [break]
"A surprise? But Mommy can't leave you alone~" [break]
"No! It has to be a surprise!"[break][break]

For a moment there, a young, blue-haired boy seemed to be pouting upwards to his mother. A boy who was probably no older than three to four years old, puffing his cheeks out while the orange-haired woman maintains a patient smile on her face. The young boy continued to whine, even while his mother was trying her damned hardest to pull the kid over. After all, she wasn't supposed to be leaving her son right out in the open, or leave him to wander the streets on his own. "Come on, I'll give you a piggyback ride." The woman offers him as she slowly begins to crouch down, reaching eye level with the increasingly difficult young boy. The latter seems to stare up at Angelica for a brief moment. The same bright, emerald gaze he returned to her seemed to narrow a tad bit, all while he was turning away from the woman with yet another pout. "No! I'm gonna get mommy a surprise, so mommy stay here!" The young boy goes on his outburst again. Again, the usual. It wasn't that this wasn't a normal occurrence.. She was more concerned about her son getting lost of all things. After all, he was her child. He was her family; it'd devastate her like it would anyone if they found out that they'd have lost their child. But at the same time, she wasn't the type to get physical or upset with children; especially when their intentions were pure and honest. [break][break]

Pure and honest, she says. The attempts to coo and calm him were for naught, biggest sign being how the young boy took gradual steps back. But Angelica quickly grabbed the young boy's hand, this time, to keep him closer to her with hopes that he wouldn't get trampled over the crowd. Now if she could see where he was at all times, she wouldn't be as worried. But the fact that to let go means risking her son to get lost in a sea of other people, she'd rather cling onto him like her life depended on it. But even when she was trying to be a good parent, the child continued to whine and grumble, eyes fixated on a particular jewellery store. Gods know why he was so intent on the place, considering his stereotypical interests for a young boy his age. That doesn't change the fact that he kept staring in the direction and kept trying to pull away from his mother. Unfortunately, all of his attempts were in vain as Angelica maintains a fairly solid grip around his petite fingers. [break][break]

And then he gets an idea. [break][break]

Louis, who was being pulled by Angelica slowly pulled out a stuffed teddiursa from his other hand. His eyes glanced upwards to Angelica, confirming that her gaze was elsewhere before slowly trying to replace his own hand with the hand of the teddy bear's. While it wasn't too fuzzy, he figured that it would at least buy a bit of time for him to skedaddle away from her. Lo and behold, Angelica's grip twitched the slightest bit as she felt the cotton stuffing from what should have been her son's hand. He was being fairly obedient right now, which was surprising, considering how he was acting just a bit--[break][break]

Wait.. Stuffing? [break][break]

Emerald eyes snap downwards to her hand, which results in her eyes nearly widening in disbelief. Shortly afterwords, her attention snaps back upwards to find a sea of the crowds, cluttered up in the streets of Eirenhyre. Her kid just-- Louis just--.. Oh gods. Oh.. Gods. "Oh.. Arceus." Angelica mumbles to herself as her lips curl into a frown. Then it.. More or less started to sink in and dawn upon her. The fact that she literally just lost her kid, even after trying to make sure that she wasn't. Right as of now, it was more out of shock and her attempts to process it rather than sheer indifference. [break][break]

On the other hand, it seemed that Louis began to be swept away from the crowds, trying to weave through feet. The petite, canine ears twitch on top of his head, all while the stubby, Lilipup tail twitches from behind. The Lillipup child turns his head back and forth, both trying to look for his mother and the store. Though now, he realizes that.. He probably looked like a lost little Mareep.

[attr="class","jartoxtag"]Gian Drago Capello