Creamy brown eyes met with a reflection of the same eyes. Looking up, looking down, George pouted his lips out.

He then stuck his tongue out, a bland look upon his face as he did so.

He blinked as a snicker left his lips.

He shined his teeth, poking his two front teeth out.

"Bleh" he let release from his mouth, pushing his nose up with his thumb as he snorted.

George continued this childish attempt to free himself from boredom.

"C'mon," Paul mumbled out, pulling at George's shoulder.

"Ah, c'mon. All yer gunna do is look at the cheese and bread." He crossed his arms, huffing.

"And you wonder why I call you Baby Joj." Paul rolled his eyes

xxx

Adventures Of Shopping

Part 2

Sams Club

xxx

"Oh Joy!" George squealed, running up to the row of roll out beds. His hands were swift as he pulled one out, instantly hopping on it.

Paul pushed the large buggy near him, biting in his bottom lip as he tried not to snicker too loudly.

The younger boy was curled up into a ball as he closed his eyes.

"Want me to leave ya here?"

"Yes, I love these beds. I can live here"

Frown.

"What? You won't miss me if I left-"

George opened one eye from his slumber, "You can visit." he mumbled out in a smirk.

George closed his eye and then sighed, snuggling and stretching.

Without warning, the bed was pushed back under while George still laid upon it.

"Eek!"

Chuckle.

"Now what?" Paul teased, moving from his place in front of the buggy and crouched near the bed.

Unfortunately, Paul pushed it deep in and George was far in.

Flailing his arms as if that would help, George whimpered.

"I'm claustrophobic" He emphasized this with heavy breathing.

"Yeah, Sure ya are. And suffocating yourself with a sandwich isn't different-"

George glared at Paul with a heavy whimper and growl.

"Just lemme out, dammit."

Paul stuck out his tongue and moved to push the buggy as he just walked off.

A large smile was upon his lips as he heard the small yelping of George.

xxx

"I hate you, you know this, right?" George mumbled, almost inaudibly as he crossed his hands, huffing slightly too loud.

Paul only had an amused look as he lead the way to the fruit and cheese aisle.

"And thus i love you too" Paul said, eyeing a thing of strawberries as he picked them up and seeing if there were any bruised ones.

"Bah" he only huffed even more, looking to the side as his eyes caught sight of something that caught his attention. He glanced at Paul and seeing him far too interested, he trailed over to the object of interest

"Hey, Do you want me to get you some-" he blinked. "George?"

The spot that had George was now an empty space.

"Oh hell, now where've ya gone" He mumbled, placing a thing of blueberries in the buggy.

He left the buggy in its spot as he walked off to the large stacked aisles.

He didn't walk far until he saw him glancing up at a huge bucket full of candies. The kind of bucket that had the cheese balls in them.

And oh hell, they were Jelly babies.

"We. Are. Getting. These. OH MY GOD" George yelped as he jumped up and grabbed the bucket with both hands.

"I will love you if you get these. I mean, like more than i do now." he was now begging.

"How much-"

"...Ten..."

"It better be Ten cents, because you're not getting that unless yer payin' yerself.." Paul mumbled, turning around to head towards back to buggy.

George slumped, jaw half dropped.

"But!"

"Shut it or the Wal-Mart shopping would be your last memory of buying Jelly babies." Paul called as walked back to the buggy.

George instantly stood straight.

"..Fuck you, Paulie-"

xxx

Sniff.

"Pizza?" George whispered, glancing at the small food area as Paul began checking out.

To Paul's misfortune, he heard the whisper.

Hell, please don-

"Can I have some pizza- Just a pizza- Well, maybe with a dri-"

Paul's hand thrusted a twenty dollar bill to George, "Just don't take long-"

"I actually was thinking of eating in, knowing you don't want it in your car"

Paul hesitated as he stared at him for a moment, "...Fine. Only Fifteen minutes though"

God, he just wanted to go home. He should've known to bring Ringo or John.

xxx

Munching on his now second pizza, George had an amused look across his face.

"I hope this was worth it,"

"Oh it was. Totally worth it."

As George opened his eyes, he caught sight of a familiar face.

"Bobby!" he almost yelled, even though he was just and probably a table away.

A curly topped head looked up, glancing at the two on the table as his lips spread into a smile.

"Well, Hello, Georgie." his fingers wiggled as he indicated a sort of wave.

George, with a mouthful of slop, patted (or may i say slammed repeatedly) on the seat near him.

xxx

"What ya doin' here?" George asked, slurping upon his soda.

"Ah, y'know. Shopping." Bob said, chuckling.

Paul felt left out as the two talked on about stuff as he just stared from his buggy to strangers.

After a moment of more talking of the two and playful gestures, Paul started to mumble, "Think it's 'bout time for headin' home"

George looked over at him with a frown, "Oh c'mon, I wanna continue talking to Bobby" he whined, holding the table.

Paul pulled him from the table, "It's near midnight and I'm tired."

Bob Dylan just had that smirk upon his lips, stretching and looking amused at the childish George.

"I should be off m'self."

"See, now c'mon."

xxx

As seated in car, George looked at Paul as they drove.

He seemed to stare at him ever since they walked out of Sam's.

"Are you Jealo-"

"Shut it before I literally make you sit on the side of the road" He hissed, George stiffening with a whimper.

Well fuck, he wanted to tease like the baby thing last time.