Me: I'm sorry I haven't been able to update this story for such a long while. I have been busy and now that it is summer, I might have time to do my other stories too, the stories that I have pushed back for faaarrr too long. Please enjoy another chapter of Just Survive 32 Days.

5. Shopping With These Visitors

Day 8:

I questioned myself: what was I thinking?

Yes, I was mad at them because Luffy decided to raid my fridge, again. Not to mention that Ace tried to cook a slab of raw meat in the middle of my living room, leaving a black mess in the middle of my carpet- yeah, I was mad. Livid. Out for blood.

I didn't know what I was thinking when I thought that it would be a good idea for them to come to the supermarket with me.

Oh brother- someone help me.

Now, I'm trying to find my two charges who had wondered who-knows-where in the store. I'm praying that they haven't broken anything yet.

Of course they would be fascinated by everything here: there are technologies that they haven't seen(destroy) yet, there are fashions they haven't wore yet, there are toys that they haven't play yet- this place is like a futuristic upgrade from their everyday life on the sea.

I need to reread those mangas and note how much information they can intake without exploding.

I could've just taken their money (that they earned from working in that fancy restaurant) and gone shopping by myself without any distractions. But no, I decided that they have to go shopping with me as their punishment and carry all the how-many-tons groceries all the way back home- not to mention that our home is sixteen blocks away.

…Our home huh?

Anyway, I tried reading into other people's hearts to see if it mentioned any about peculiar or strange teenagers running amuck….

So far, my tracking came cold…

That means they are adjusting to their situation and environment.

Great timing- couldn't they adjust back when we were passing a TV store showing a video of Jack Sparrow? I swear, if Luffy mention if we could meet the Pirates of the Caribbean one more time…

"Yatta! I beat you again Ace!"

"Baka! Can't you see that your team has lost?"

"You're being a sore loser Ace!"

"That's your character down on the ground! My character is the one cheering!"

"…I thought that was my character."

"No you aho, it's mine."

"I want that character then!"

"Then pick him next time! It won't change that I will beat you."

"Best 2-out-of-3!"

I twitched as I watch them restart the demo of some kind of combat game. It seemed that they were in the gaming aisle, like typical teenage boys, playing video games to their heart's content…

Well, if we're going to play the 'family game', I'm the mother and I'm going to ground those two for life.

The customers dare not comment when they saw me drag two very beaten up boys through the aisle of where the coffee beans are. And throughout shopping, no one dare come near me or even try to look at us.

This was the most peaceful shopping that I have ever done in my entire life- excluding the fearful voices that is coming from everyone's hearts. But the voices were barely above a whisper that I was very easy to ignore them.

From there, I paid for our things and made the boys carry them all the way back home. It doesn't seem hard for them to carry so many bags but I made it hard for them, going into many twist and turns, tight alleys and the likes.

It was supposed to be easy and relaxed when we got home- until I found that one of my shopping bags were empty… and those were my coffee-flavored cookies…

Many of the neighbors could hear the screams of a young boy.

Day 9:

"Here."

I placed a box in front of the two, who are kneeling right in front of my like loyal dogs- though I know it is a formality in Japan. I should start teaching them some American customs before they freak people out and get others to have the wrong ideas.

After I placed the box, I gave Luffy and Ace several cases containing discs- in other words, PS3 video games.

Seeing how less destructive and much more peaceful they were while playing that video game yesterday, I called a friend, who had owed me a favor, just this morning and asked him if he could buy me a game console, any console would work, and several games, some violent ones with a lot of actions.

I knew he was efficient, so I wasn't surprise when I found a PS3 and several other games, with names that I am familiar with, in front of my door step.

And so, here is where we are at. Just right after breakfast and my store opens late today so I have no need to rush.

The two were confused for a moment before they came across the video game that they played yesterday, and their eyes shined as if they had reached a gold mine.

Immediately, Luffy was up in my face, waving the disc around wondering how they could play it without any controllers and if I had any other pleasant surprises in my bag of tricks as if I'm Santa Claus himself.

Then in just a second of thinking, Ace explains that they could've put it in the DVD player- seeing how it looks like the DVDs and concluded that the TV remote could be the remote control.

While I admire Ace for thinking on his feet, I can't help but facepalmed. How typical; they know how to play but just don't know how to set it up. Taking away the disc of Mortal Combat (I learned that is the game they were playing yesterday); I was faced with their expression of discontent. As if I had kicked a puppy or something.

Rolling my eyes, I went back to the box and open it up. I could see the looks of astonishment as I pulled out the console- Ace being more subtle than Luffy about being astonish.

They watch me intensely as I hooked up the game to my TV, staring at my hands from the point to where I'm plugging in the plug to the end where I'm inserting the game. When I did, they practically jump onto the couch and squirm as they watch intensely at the intro scenario of the whole game. I try not to laugh at their expressions and sounds of bewilderment.

As I reach into the box, I frown as I realized something. There is only one controller.

Somehow, that thought sounds dreadful.

I was reluctant to tell them about the 'one controller' situation but they seemed to be taking it rather well, shrugging as they simply explain that they could share. Giving them a wary look, I plug in the controller and gave it to Luffy, both excitedly watching the screen as Luffy plays with the controller.

I nod in approval and decided to leave them alone for a while- so that I could get dress for work.

Big mistake.

I came back seeing that the two were fighting over the controller, flinging insults as well as punches and fireballs. I twitching seeing my carpet dotted with black marks even more so than I liked.

After separating them and confiscating their game until they can reach an agreement, I called in my friend again, begging him to get me another controller.

Me: My fingers hurt already- I haven't typed in such a long time .

I hope you like it- It's pretty hilarious to me XD