Your OC and the above OC run into each other as--

“Where the heck are the eggs?” 

Adrian grumbled under his breath. The tall male was pushing a cart with his list positioned in the cart itself within eye sight. The text on the piece of paper was thankfully large enough for him not to have to lean close to it. Ku was trailing behind him, not having much a choice in the matter as he was on a leash. The dog wasn’t complaining though. He had done this several times now and it was routine.

But this wasn’t about Ku. This was Adrian and his adventure for eggs! He was sure he didn’t past them. At least his tired brain kinda assumes that. He glanced up at the signs hanging above the aisle he was in. Looking at it, he noted the severe lack of eggs written on it. Wonderful. Honestly, he wasn’t sure why he checked in this specific aisle since this wasn’t even a good place to place eggs in. He groaned and rubbed his face.

“Am I really that tired?” Adrian grumbled.

At the snort Ku gave, Adrian was pretty sure that was the case. There was no way he should have been able to miss these eggs. He sighed and decided to take a second to look around. At the sheer amount of drinks, he was reminded that he needed to bring some home. Grumbling lightly, he pushed his cart over to a pack of sodas on one of the shelves and reached over to grab it...around the same time another hand grabbed it.

Adrian paused at the hand now touching his. No..wait not a hand. A...paw?? His eyes briefly glanced over to the direction of Ku, noticing that he was certainly not the source of the paw. In fact, the male appeared to be staring at whatever the paw seemed to belong to. It was a...dog? A nicely dressed dog with cool shades but still a dog. Or...was it a human dressed as a dog? Maybe a dog/human hybrid? A Dog-Man?  God, his brain was too tired for this.

Arse, he’s staring.  Uh...got to act natural 

“Uh...oh uh...sorry?” Adrian kinda retreated his hand back and allowed the ‘dog man’ grabbed the pack. He looked away from him and tried to focus on the drinks to the side. Him? Her? Them? Shoot. He couldn’t tell what gender the dog was nor did he want to be rude about giving them the wrong pronouns. At the same thing, this was only making his headache he now had worse. He glance back at the dog and looked away when they looked over to him. The awkwardness was going to last quite a while...the fact no one was reacting to it didn’t help. Was this normal here? Was he (and Ku) the only one fo see it? Was he just too tired? Who knows.

"Oh wow! I didn't know they had this flavor!" Roy breathed to himself as he pulled out a box of barbecue flavored hot pockets from the freezer aisle. He had managed to escape his castle so he could get some real treats for once. God, he missed junk food. Everyone had been insistent on serving him the finest, healthiest food; a lot of dishes you'd see on Pinterest. But nothing compared to Hot Pockets. Thank God he was able to escape that security system of a butler. Seriously, sometimes it was like that guy was everywhere at once!
Feelings eyes on him, the king turned his head and did a double-take, vaguely remembering the man ways away. Instantly did he get a flashback of the man calling him cute, and Roy's cheeks immediately turned red. He wasn't gay, but damn if he didn't know why his heart was beating like a school girl's. Ugh, he felt weird.
Realizing doing nothing but just staring at the floor would look infinitely more awkward, the king straightened up and smiled at Adrian. "Hi! Long time no see!" he said, briefly glancing at the dog. Oh, he didn't know Adrian had a service dog. Looking back up at Adrian, he followed his gaze to the box of hot pockets in his hand basket. Or more... the ten boxes there. All of them king sized.
"I-I... I like hot pockets...?" Roy chuckled sheepishly, multiple beads of sweat rolling down his face.

why must she be here? oh, right Jacob is too scared to shop alone.  coward. She found shopping boring especially when a certain route is established. Jacob was currently pawing through peaches. boring. he wouldn't do anything if she left. he doesn't have the guts. She crawled to the frozen section, it may be cold but it is filled with tasty treats. an empty cart sat in the aisle. Joey dove into the cart sending it and herself careening down the aisle. SMASH! there goes a display and  an unfortunate shopper. the man had a pretty face, well for a human anyways. sniffing and climbing soon followed, despite the protests. he would be her plaything until Jacob finally finished shopping.

Rubix grumbled, staring at the list given to him by his boss, Galaxx. It was long as hell, but then again, at least it wasn't HIS money he was using. He made his way down to the soda aisle, looking for the cream soda.

Suddenly, someone went zooming past on a shopping cart, putting everything marked as "On Sale" or "Great Deal!" into his cart. Rubix was so startled his head solved itself, and he almost fell into a panic attack. When he came back to his senses, he sighed and looked back at the shelf--but there was no cream soda left. "Well, the boss ain't gonna be happy," he sighed, moving on to the alcohol aisle.

As he began putting different types of expensive Earth wine into his cart, Rubix heard a sound of a zooming cart again. Quickly, he jumped under a display as the same person went past as quickly as possible. When the noises were over, he poked his head out, only to find they were now out of what he needed next. "Great."

Finally, after some walking around to find shelves that were actually stocked, he saw a pack of Kiwi Oreos sitting on the shelf...

...and Javier staring at them as well at the end of the aisle.

The two locked eyes, staring at each other for a solid thirty seconds. It was too tense for either to make a move, until--

Rubix and Javier both moved at once, bolting for the frosting-coated cookies. Rubix crashed head-on with Javier's cart, causing both of them to be knocked back. Rubix took the time they were recovering to make a leap for it, picking the package up and running away with it. "HAHA, SUCKER! I'VE GOT COOKIES FOR THE BOSS!"

Later...

"...Rubix."

"Yes, Boss?" Rubix asked, cowering in a submissive position as Galaxx stared him down, glasses off, incredibly displeased.

"You came back with less than expected."

"There was some weirdo trying to take EVERYTHING!"

"That is forgivable. But do you know what ISN'T?"

"Uh--"

Galaxx held up a pack of kiwi flavored Oreos. "WHAT DID I TELL YOU ABOUT KIWIS?"

"Dammit... where is it?"

With a deep scowl on his face, Titian was pushing his measly little cart through the aisles. God, he hated shopping. Generally Lavender was the one who took care of the shopping, but today she wasn't home, and Lacine had urged him out to get groceries. He understood their anxiety over being in public, but it didn't mean he wasn't in a bad mood.

Right now he was trying to find the milk. This was always the one thing he managed to forget, and he took extra care to look out for it this time.

"Hopefully they appreciate it."

With a sigh, he placed two gallons in the cart and turned around, 100% ready to be out of here. He began to pick up speed, yet he wasn't even watching in front of him. He had a show to do tonight, and possibly some private orders. Yet he'd also promised Lacine they'd go out later. How long would all of that take? Maybe if he just-

Wham.

Titian was so caught up in his thoughts, he collided straight into some innocent bystander. With a jolt and a shake of his head, he shot up. That was extremely unlike him, he was usually so physically aware. Not wanting a scene, he immediately leaned over to apologize.

"Hey! Agh, I'm sorry, I wasn't paying atten -"

Wait, what?

Considering his own mutation and his partner's appearance, Titian had seen a lot of strange things. Yet he had never seen someone with a rubik's cube for a head. For what felt like forever he held an awkward gaze, torn between absolute shock and "oh my god that's so cool". Then, he slapped himself out of it and sped up his speech.

"God, I'm sorry. I wasn't watching where I was going. Sorry."

With that, he spun around and headed straight for the register, excited to tell Lacine about this sight when he got home.

Ethan hobbled down the produce aisle, a hand basket with orange soda hanging off his arms. His eyes sparkled when he caught sight of the display of oranges, obviously arranged for him. He started putting as many as he could into his hand basket. Yes, this would last him one whole day! As he reached for perhaps the thirtieth one, his hand touched someone else's. He blushed with embarrassment and immediately recoiled his arm... at least until he registered that other person's hand. It was... p-purple?
Ethan glanced up and sucked in his lips as he stared at the tall man. The guy was... so purple! With freckles and-and hair?? He wasn't sure how to explain this, it was just strange! So out of the ordinary! A-And for some reason he couldn't help but think a Brazzers sign was supposed to show somewhere nearby!
"U-Uh... S-Sorry," Ethan mumbled and quickly scurried away. M-Maybe he could pick up some more oranges from a convenient store.

Catsup obviously wasn't the one doing the shopping, it hung out of the pocket of the facility's errand boy. the errand boy's hand tapped Catsup's bottle producing a loud clinking sound.

"now don't you go anywhere."

Catsup glanced about from the lab coat pocket it hung in. It liked seeing all the people, new friends but, was saddened by the fact it couldn't go say hi. a swift turn into the next aisle caused Catsup to fall out of the pocket. a pool of ketchup began to engulf the aisle as Catsup began to form into a ketchup beast, it decided to run towards the magical looking man chatting with another customer.

"hello friend." 

Why did they run? it just wanted to be friends. 

"hey, don't you want to look around from your safe bottle?"

Catsup turned to see the errand boy holding its bottle and gladly returned. Ketchup still covered many aisles, oh dear.

Yeli gazed down the aisle of condiments, a hand basket hanging off one arm. He wanted to make a delicious dinner for his family tonight, but there were a few ingredients he needed to pick up. Finding himself forgetting what he needed, he pulled up his shopping list and squinted at what was written. Let's see... eggs, bread, butter... ketchup! There we go. Pocketing the list, Yeli looked back at the shelves and reached out to pick out a bottle. Catsup. He'd never heard of this brand. He opened the lid to make sure it hadn't been broken yet, only to find a giant cat's head made out of ketchup floating above now. Yeli blinked several times as he maintained eye contact with the creature. Then, very quietly, he closed the lid and shelved the bottle. He grabbed a generic brand and set it in his basket, wordlessly walking away and repressing the memory.

Usually, Neon Toxin of all people didn’t get weird vibes from others, but with this man, something truly was off.

The instructions from Lord Ris were simple. Go grocery shopping, find people, stalk them, and recruit them if they were a dragon—oh, and pick up some lemonade as well. The disgruntled noodle had decided to waste some time and watch a human rather than a dragon, just to avoid any of the boring job.

So, in the beverage aisle, as Neon was struggling to pull a bottle of lemonade out, he spied a man in plaid looking slightly dead inside while picking up cartons of chocolate milk. As he looked over, Neon dropped the lemonade and jumped into the nearest aisle shelf, hidden behind cans of soup. The man shook his head and continued on his way.

Neon’s glasses shimmered in the mediocre store lighting as the man he was stalking met up with someone else, his demeanor immediately brightening. The noodle tilted his head curiously as the two humans(?) kissed and made their way to the checkout.

So overall, not very interesting, but what was the chocolate milk for? Who knows. He went to get the lemonade, struggling again, kind of wondering why he got such a weird feeling from the guy.

(sorry for the recent hel spam i just love her too much)

Aaaa heck here’s hoping I portrayed Neon Toxin IC! Sorry if I didn’t hhh

What was Hel looking for exactly again? 

Going through too many shopping aisles made her completely forget what she came here for. She hated the attention her appearance gathered; didn’t everyone dress like this? So she took off her cloak and tied it around her waist and hoped to the gods that absolutely nobody noticed her. 

Then again, a goddess of death at a grocery store of all places was obviosuly going to get attention. “Some of the patrons at this store look... interesting,” Hel thought as she looked around, trying to find.... goddamnit, what was she looking for? And then she saw Neon Toxin. In short, she thought his appearance could be best described as a dragon’s head on a snake’s body, along with rather eye catching colors. 

“Am I seeing things now?” C’mon, what’s with all these creatures? She felt embarassed that she didn’t know all these creatures, even after serving as the goddess of the dead. But she immediately looked away as she didn’t want to get any attention, or at least anymore than needed. She moved along when-

“Yikes!” She tripped on the ground and fell onto the floor, and she could anticipate the other shoppers’ eyes on her as she got up. As she got up she saw Neon Toxin but at first he was flinched away, as if he thought her falling on the floor instead was a sound that had a more horrifying cause. Pffft. But when she was about to turn away, she heard a sinister voice that echoed behind her.

“COME THE HELL BACK HERE!” She looked back behind her, and unsurprisingly, it came from Neon Toxin. What was she expecting. She glared at him, but said nothing. She tried to make it clear that she wanted to do nothing with him. But he kept on bugging her, and she could feel even more attention in her. 

“Look, listen, let’s take... whatever this is outside or better yet, nowhere at all,” she responded when he kept on challenging her. He probably threatened her even further, but it fell on deaf ears as she moved on to the next aisle. She definitely won’t want to go in the... uhh... she didn’t pay attention to the aisle titles. And then it dawned on her.

 ...she was looking for tea. Hel cursed herself as she saw that there was an aisle for coffee and tea bags.