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Post by spicer on Jan 27, 2007 1:57:31 GMT -5
“No they don’t improve your quidditch skills,” Brax said with a laugh. “I just thought you might like them as well.” Of course he had been totally kidding about the whole bricks and cash register thing, and couldn’t believe Ry was actually making sure he wasn’t serious. Although if he just found out brooms could fly among everything else in the wizarding world he would probably be questioning it to. Braxton didn’t know what to do when Ryan and his dad started discussing there agreement, so he just made himself busy buy looking at all of the different keeper gloves and trying the one he liked on.
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Post by scobee on Jan 27, 2007 12:58:35 GMT -5
“But that was when I thought you didn’t need one to practice with and before Brax said he would teach me to ride one.” Ryan protested. It wouldn’t be fair for his dad to tell him no, at least in his mind, because then everyone in the entire school would know how to play the sport but him. He didn’t even bother to think that there would probably be more than just him that was a muggle born and that even some of the other kids wouldn’t know how to ride a broom or play Quidditch yet. But that wouldn’t help his case to his dad so he wasn’t even going to bother thinking logically. He just wanted his dad to cave in.
“I’m not going to have this argument again, Ryan.” Jason said in a low tone so that no one in the store would hear their discussion.
“But...But...Brax tell him.” Ryan said pleading for Braxton’s help in the matter.
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Post by spicer on Jan 27, 2007 13:32:09 GMT -5
Stuffing his hand into a exceptionally nice looking keepers glove he just looked up blankly when he heard his name. With one glove on he blinked over in Ryan's direction not really sure what he was suppose to tell Jason. "Umm....," Braxton said trying to think of what he could possibly say, but not reaching any real idea. He didn't even know what the pair had been talking about for the last couple of minutes. He had been too busy admiring and trying on his favorite keeper gloves. Deciding just to ask Ryan what he meant he said with a slightly puzzled look, "Tell him what?"
Then thinking back a little bit he remembered the agreement over the brooms. Putting two and two together he figured out that it must have something to do with that. "If it's about a broom, then ya you kind of do need one to play on if you want to practice with all of your quidditch gear you have there," he said as he pulled off the glove and returned it back to it's package. If Ryan really did want to practice then he would need his own broom. Of course if he came over to Braxton's he wouldn't considering he had both of his parents old ones, but if he wanted to practice at his house he would.
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Post by scobee on Jan 27, 2007 13:52:32 GMT -5
It looked like Brax wasn't going to be much help after all to Ryan. Which was a bummer since Ryan was pretty sure that if anyone could influence his dad it would be Brax, but then it seemed that Braxton had grasped the idea of what Ryan was getting at. Thinking that he could hug Brax he said, turning to his dad, "See you do have to have one, if you want to try and play it."
"Ry, that isn't the point. The point is you don't know how to ride one. Plus you don't even have a place where you can ride one. So what is the point of getting one when you won't use it?" Ryan's dad said trying to remain polite and keep his smile in place, but Ryan was starting to get a bit on his nerves.
"It can't be that hard, plus Brax said he would show me." Ryan shot back, "And I can ride it in the backyard of mom's house or in the tree patch near it."
"Your mum isn't going to let you ride it any where near the neighborhood, so why don't we just get some of the stuff and the broom the next year when you know, already, how to ride it?" he said hoping that Ryan would just let it go, but knowing that he wouldn't let it drop that easy. Ryan on the verge of protesting again was cut off by his dad, “Ryan I said no.”
He obviously didn’t mean ‘no’ since less than twenty minutes later he was standing in front of the broom section waiting for Ryan to pick one. Ryan had finally managed to get his way, which he always did, and was looking at all of the different makes and models that there was to choose from.
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Post by spicer on Jan 27, 2007 20:56:11 GMT -5
Brax really wished that Ryan wouldn’t drag him into the argument, after all he hadn’t really even gotten to know Ryan’s dad all that much. Busying himself with looking at anything he could find he managed to stay out of most of the rest of the conversation. He was a bit surprised when Ryan came to find him and drug him over to look at the brooms. It was apparent that Ry’s dad had given in. Dang why couldn’t his parents be like that?
Looking over all of the brooms Braxton tried to keep from getting to excited, and he wasn’t the one even getting one, but there was always the chance that Ryan would let him ride it. He showed Ryan which one he would choose and the difference in them to the extent that he knew. Which wasn’t very much, but he did know which ones were professional and which ones looked the coolest. Okay so Ryan could have probably figured out those details on his own considering the plaque saying international grade brooms, but Brax was just trying to be helpful.
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Post by scobee on Jan 27, 2007 21:16:59 GMT -5
Ryan looked over all the brooms and with Brax’s help managed to narrow his choice down to two brooms. They were both roughly the same price and were two of the best models on the market. The difference between the two, however, was the color of the woods that the brooms were made out of and the difference in the accenting colors. Giving them a good look over again he decided to go with the darker wood, but then again the lighter wood was cool too. He was having a real tough time deciding between the two and his dad wasn’t helping very much, just telling him to get whichever one he would like the best.
His dad had spent the majority of the time, that Ryan and Brax were looking at brooms, picking out a small tike broom that hoovered a few feet off the ground and moved around a bit for his other son in Australia. He figured that the little guy would get a kick out of it and that way when Ryan came over then they would both have one and it wouldn’t be an issue. Still not so sure about which one to take he settled on the darker wood. “I think I want this one.” He told his dad, handing it to him.
“Great.” Jason said taking the broom and adding it to Ryan’s already rather large pile, “And which one do you want Brax?” He asked thinking that it would be rude not to get Brax one when Ryan was getting one, when he could afford to get both.
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Post by spicer on Jan 27, 2007 21:34:09 GMT -5
Brax just looked up at Jason incredulously he couldn’t believe his ears. Did he just ask him which one he wanted? No he couldn’t have, brooms were way to expensive for Jason to want to buy him one. Maybe he just wanted his opinion on the matter. Ya that was probably it. “Well um..,” Braxton said looking over the brooms, “I guess I probably like the lighter broom best, but they are both equally good. I am just more fond of that color.” There he had given him his opinion. Both brooms were equally matched and the only real difference was the colors.
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Post by scobee on Jan 27, 2007 21:53:38 GMT -5
Jason wasn’t sure what to make out of the expression on Braxton’s face. He had a look on his face that looked like someone had just hit him over the head with a large object. Jason found it rather amusing, but tried not to chuckle as he listened to which broom Brax liked. It sounded to him that Brax had thought that he was asking his opinion rather then telling him to pick one so that he could buy it. Such a refreshing change from Ryan, who knew immediately what his dad was getting at. “Alright then that is the one will get.” Jason said taking the lighter broom off of the stand and loading it to onto the pile of things that they were going to purchase, including two sets of keeper gloves and about every piece of equipment imaginable to play the sport. He didn’t think that Ryan had missed even the slightest of things. Ryan had even made sure to get the protective gear.
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Post by spicer on Jan 27, 2007 22:15:38 GMT -5
Braxton watched as Jason loaded the broom up with all of the other things that Ryan had wanted. He wasn’t sure why Ryan’s dad had loaded up two brooms, but maybe it was so Ryan had a spare in case one of his other friends came over and played quidditch. Ya that was probably it. Man Braxton wished his parents could afford to buy him stuff likes Ryan’s dad did for Ry. Then he could have his own broom and not have to ride their old ones. Oh well, maybe he could get one of the cheaper versions for his birthday or something.
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Post by scobee on Jan 27, 2007 22:34:51 GMT -5
“Okay, are we all set?” Ryan’s dad asked the boys. He was ready to get out of this store. He didn’t really know how long they had been in there, but it was enough for him and he honestly couldn’t think of a single thing that Ryan hadn’t managed to look at.
“Yep.” Ryan said with a grin. He couldn’t wait to get all of his things home and try them. He would have to wait a day or two though to really get a good shot at playing with them since he would be staying in a hotel with his dad for a few more days. But you could bet that the moment he got home he would have his gear out and tossing it around.
Glad to hear that they were ready to go, Jason took all of the equipment up to the cashier, who looked taken aback for the briefest of moments, and for a split second Jason thought that he too was going to ask if he wanted the cash register also. But the cashier managed to catch himself and started to ring them out. Checking with Ryan’s dad to see what items should be wrapped together, so that if it was going two or three or a bunch of different places the things that could be wrapped together ended up with the correct things. “That broom and those gloves need to be wrapped separately.” Jason said pointing to Braxton’s choice of broom and the gloves that he had been playing with during him and Ryan’s discussion over whether Ryan would be getting a broom or not. A discussion that he had lost. “Other than that I don’t care what goes with what.” he continued with a smile.
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Post by spicer on Jan 27, 2007 22:54:38 GMT -5
“I am,” Brax said in reply to Jason asking them if they were all set. He had seen enough of the store and was ready to leave.
Braxton wandered around the store waiting for Ryan and his dad to purchase their items. His parents were still waiting outside with his little brother and him and Ryan’s cats. They had taken them out to them after a couple of minutes in the store because it was hard to look at all of the things and pick them up with them in their arms. After a couple of minutes looking at this and that he made his way back to where Ryan and his dad were at.
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Post by scobee on Jan 27, 2007 23:07:36 GMT -5
After the cashier had rang through all of the many items and Ryan’s dad paid the bill the cashier began to wrap them up for travel. Ryan was standing off to the side of his dad rocking back and forth on his heels trying to be patient while each package was wrapped. He didn’t know why they just didn’t put them in a bag like all of the muggle stores did back at home. Why wrap each one when they were just going to be unwrapped in a matter of moments? Well they would be if Ryan got his way when they exited the store. What seemed like hours passed, but was only a couple of minutes, when the cashier finally was finished wrapping up the stuff. There was about five or six packages laying on the counter when all was said and done. Many of the items had been wrapped together and some were distinct while others were not. The two brooms were immediately noticeable, but the set of Quidditch balls were indiscernible from the protective gear.
“Come here you two and carry your brooms.” Ryan’s dad said with a smile handing each of the boys their brooms and then picking up the rest of the packages. He had also decided to get two tike brooms, one for his son and one for Brax’s brother, whom he didn’t want to feel like he had been left out of the action. Making there way out of the store he wondered how they were going to carry and owl and a cat on top of everything else that Ryan had bought. They still needed to pick up the owls before they left the Alley and he wasn’t sure how his rental car was going to fit everything, thinking that maybe he should have went for the SUV instead of the sports car.
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Post by spicer on Jan 27, 2007 23:21:12 GMT -5
Braxton was always willing to help out and carry things so when he heard Ryan’s dad calling them over he smiled and went over to see what he could help with. “Sure,” Brax said with a smile taking the package in his arms and carrying it. “So how are you planning to carry all of this stuff home?” he asked Ryan’s dad still smiling. He knew that wizards had the ability to stretch the insides of their cars, but how did muggles make more room for their packages when they had a ton of them? Maybe Ryan’s dad drove one of those big trucks or something.
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Post by scobee on Jan 27, 2007 23:40:41 GMT -5
“I’m not really sure.” Jason said with a laugh. On top of all the school supplies that they had already purchased and that were currently back at the hotel room they had at least seven more items that they would have to try and fit into the car, plus still have room for Ryan and his suitcases that were already in the car. “I’m sure though that we’ll think of something.” he continued pushing the door open and holding it so that the boys could precede him out.
Once they were out of the store and by Brax’s parents he shifted the parcels in his hands so that he could had Brax’s brother his broom too. “Here ya go.” Jason said smiling at Brax’s little brother, “I got Brax a broom so I decided to get you one too.” He handed the wrapped broom off to the little guy and turned to make sure that Ryan hadn’t ripped into his package yet. He was relieved to see that so far so good. Ryan hadn’t attempted to unwrap the broom yet.
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Post by spicer on Jan 27, 2007 23:58:16 GMT -5
“Well my dad can extend the inside of his car, maybe you could just do that too,” Braxton said with a smile as he made his way out of the store ahead of Ryan’s dad.
As the boys and Ryan’s dad exited the store Braxton’s parents and little brother came over to meet them they had been sitting at a table nearby waiting for them to come out. “Did you find everything you were looking for?” Braxton’s dad asked with a smile as they approached.
As Jason handed Brax’s little brother, Corbin, his package a wide smile appeared on his face. Just about as wide as Braxton’s when he heard what Jason had said to the little guy.“You mean I can keep the broom?” he asked beaming over in his direction. He couldn’t believe that he had his very own broom. He had always wanted one and now it seemed like he had gotten one. Well he would wait for conformation before getting too happy about it, but still he couldn’t help but beam.
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