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!! a step in a weird direction !!

"U-UH IM SORRY!"

As soon as Five had turned, The number was speaking up again.

"Oh-uh, I'm...sorry too?" Five had no clue how to respond. The number had a stupid grin on his face.

...

Oh! Ok, I see.

Five smiled at the boy, and started pushing the cart, while Three followed behind, giggling to herself.
"Did you see his face?!"

Five just sighed, before speaking.
"Yes Three, I know. It was extremely obvious."

Three squealed as she grabbed a bag of popcorn from the shelves. One did eat it all yesterday... "Omg!! You should talk to him more!!"

Five stopped abruptly. What? "Three, I barely know the boy, I don't even think he lives in town, why would I-"

"WAIT!!"

Three and five turn around to see the boy running towards them.
Great.

♪★•[ Sevens POV: ]•★♪

What am I doing?! WHAT AM I DOING?! WHATAMIDOING?!?!

"I....I have-cough, here.." Seven responded in-between breathes, while handing the number they saw a paper. This is so stupid!!! AAH!!

"Uhm...ok?" The number grabbed the paper, and read it before quickly handing it to her friend. What?

The other number read it with a squeal. "AH?! is this your number?!"
The girl he gave the paper to looked tired. "Of course it is, Three.."

They held their hand up, shaking Three's hand. "Hi Three! I'm seven!"
They smiled quickly before turning their attention to the other. "You are...?"

"...Five." They took Fives hand, shaking it enthusiastically. This is going better than I thought!

"Five oh my gosh!!! Please call him later!!" Uh-
"Them."
Please call them later!!" Three corrected unfazed.

"...maybe.."

♪★•[ Eights POV: ]•★♪

Eight was at the store, with Two behind him. He was looking through the cereal aisle. "Hey, you live with anyone?"
"N-no?" Two was a nervous wreck since they both quit yesterday. Why?

"Ok, you can live with me while I try and find us a job." Eight had always been fond of Two, and always wanted to help him with his job. It was so unfair of Pi to just fire Two without warning! Also, add in the factor of Two being blind, that was just unethical! Eight had to help get Two back up on his feet.
"...hey, Eight?" Two placed his hand on Eights shoulder, halfway trying to find him. "Hm?" Eight grabbed some fruit loops from the self, examining them before putting them back.
"I wanted to thank you for all your doing! It's really helpful and I appreciate it all.... While you're at it can we get some Oreos?" Two didn't know what aisle they were in, obviously, but Eight didn't correct him. "Sure Two, we'll get your Oreos."
Eight finished gathering the groceries, and walked Two to the front of the store, dragging him by the hand.

THUD.

Eight turned to the noise. It's coming from the candy aisle?

. . .

It probably didn't matter, a worker would get it. He walked to the check-out area, dragging Two along.

Outside of the store, they found a 'help wanted' poster, Eight read it to Two.

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!!HELP WANTED!!
Do you need a job?
Do you have experience in the food market?
Then call :
***-***-****

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... Huh. Whoever made it made it very lazily... ♪★•[ DON'T CALL ME OUT EIGHT- ]•★♪

"So, what do you think Two?"

...

Silence.

Eight looked up at Two. Two was staring at the floor, clearly uncomfortable. Is he ok?
"Two? Whats up?"
"...uhm, I'm not sure they'll...hire me-"

Eight grabbed Two's wrist and started towards his house. We are getting that job, AND Two's confidents back.

♪★•[ this was very rushed 🥹 fun fact: I'm a huge multi shipper, so it will be hard to chose which ones to do- ]•★♪