She tells him that the nicest present she could ever ask for is just to be with Jack. He dances with Sally in the end, finally realizing all of the gifts she had given to him were all from the heart and wishes to give her something in return. By the end of the visit, Jack learns the meaning of Christmas by understanding the act of giving and understands that he felt so strongly about wearing the suit because it was a gift from Sally. Larry finally batted away the rest of the sprigs and thorns from Sally's hair on their way home.In the second trip to Halloween Town, Jack still wears the Santa suit, feeling that it would be rude not to wear the suit she worked so hard on. “Oh, god, me too!” Sally pressed his free hand to his stomach, as if he was trying to visually touch his hunger and push it away. He took Sally's hand again and started to guide him away from the store. “I'm glad, dude.” Larry said with a smile. It probably wouldn't always be easy, but this was his first time buying a skirt, and it was easy. Sally wasn't ashamed of it, not one bit, but there's a difference between not being ashamed, and being afraid that someone might see you and try to hurt you because they didn't understand. They were there for over an hour, stalking around the women's clothing isle. It took him longer to convince Sally to step inside the store once they got there. It took a little bit of persuading, but Larry finally got Sally to agree. Really, coming here was Larry's idea, since the two didn't have anything going on this weekend. He had talked about wearing 'girl stuff' with Larry for awhile now, and he wasn't surprised at all that Larry was one-hundred percent cool with it. He was absolutely terrified to come here, and he didn't realize just how tense his body was until they left the store. Sally took a deep breath in, deep breath out, and collected himself. That wasn't really what Sally had asked, but he appreciated the compliment still. Larry then noticed a few thorns now that he had a better perspective and was about to reach out to grab them, but Sally caught his hands and pushed them down, still holding them. ![]() Sally backed away, still not completely free from all of the bush remains on him. Larry was so busy with helping that he didn't notice the skirt. Larry reached out and pulled foliage off of his body. Some leaves and twigs had clung to his hair, and a few leaves had lodged themselves under Sally's mask. Sally stuck a hand out of the bush and underhand flung his pants at Larry, who caught it, and Larry knew exactly what Sally was doing now. As Larry was waiting, he heard the metal clink of Sally's belt and shuffling fabric. The bush rattled, and Larry could hear Sally grunting as he moved around inside. Instead, he crawled into the nearby bushes. "Fuck, that was awkward." Larry said once they were outside. Sir was a lot closer to who he was than ma'am, so he nodded and thanked the cashier after he was handed his bag. "Oh!" The cashier held up his hands, and stared at Sally wide eyed.Įveryone stood silent and Larry was afraid that maybe they were going to get kicked out of the store, but the cashier turned away slowly to look at the total on the register. The cashier raised an eyebrow, and bagged the skirt. Well, I'm sure your sister will love this." "Neither of us have girlfriends." Sally pulled out his wallet. "Uh…" Larry looked at Sally, not knowing what to say. He gave Sally and Larry a knowing, yet totally not, smirk and laughed. Their cashier was a guy who looked to be the same age as them. Sally giggled, and placed the lace skirt on the hook in the room and walked out with Larry and his new maroon skirt. "It's RED!" Larry threw up his arms and playfully feigned anger at Sally correcting him. Larry looked over the skirts again, but he didn't put much thought into it since he knew his answer the second Sally picked the skirt from the rack. He would just coolly continue to disagree with you until you gave up. Sally was always adamant about his decisions. Larry didn't try to persuade him any farther. "I would love to get both, but I only have enough money for one." ![]() He held them both up and presented them to Larry, who was sitting on the tiny bench in the dressing room. He held up the lacy skirt again and knew that he had a pair of ballerina flats, a gift from Ashley, that would go perfect with it. He held up the pleated skirt again and thought about picking up a pair of fishnet tights to go with them. Elegant and sultry without trying too hard. ![]() Definitely punk rock, and he was all about that. He held up the plaid, pleated, mini skirt. Sally looked at both of the skirts hanging from the hangers in his hands.
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