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Vanessa hums to herself quietly as she strides across the large Walmart, pushing Willy in his wheelchair. He hasn't gotten much of a chance to get out of the retirement home much; today was one of those lucky days he could. He lay back in his chair, sneering at everyone passing by who gave him horrified stares.
They walked through many isles until Vanessa suddenly realized she needed to go to the bathroom quickly since she had sum taco bell last night 😬. She told peepaw to stay right there, which he just grumbled back in acknowledgement. She then walked away.
Peepaw was pretty bored, as always. Life wasn't fun when you were 100+ and were a corpse inside an old, worn bunny costume. He suddenly heard something, and he averted his gaze and saw no other than Freddy and Gregory, both his sons. He got some flashbacks to the pizzaplex, and he started making some gargling growling noises, starting to knock some of the items on the shelves onto the floor in anger. He weakly pushed himself towards the two, and everyone was staring at him with wide eyes.
Freddy and gregory noticed quickly, and they both were in disbelief, especially gregory. His eyes grew, and he gazed up at Freddy, asking him what burntrap was doing over there.
Freddy just responded with, "Well, you know peepaw. He always tries to get attention by making some ruckus. Ignore him: he's just a little senile."
Gregory nodded, and Willy glared at them in shock and anger, now full on aggressively growling at them. Freddy just rolled his eyes, reaching down to hold Gregory's hand as he walked him away to the toy isle to get away from that crazy old man.
A minute later, Vanessa came back and saw the items littered on the floor near peepaw, an employee talking to him, looking desperate. They perked up at the sight of Vanessa, and asked, "Miss.. are you with him? He made this mess and I was worried he was here alone."
"Yea, I'm watching over him for today. Jeez.. he did this?" She sighed, shaking her head."cmon peepaw! Were in public! Don't do that!" She stuck a finger in his face, shaking it, and he just tilted his head back, adjusting his spectacles as he showed her his teeth in anger. After a brief pause, she turned to the employee, saying, "Thanks. I'll clean all this up, don't worry."
The employee just smiled and thanked her, walking away. Vanessa eventually cleaned it all up, and she brought him home on the old people bus, lecturing him again. :)