Smooth Criminal

Gilbert lay face down in the grass, snoring quietly, Gilbird sitting happily on his head like nothing happened. He awoke with a yawn and stretched out his arms, before blinking his red eyes at Brandy.
"Oh, hey."

"Hey. Good morning," Brandy said smiling.

Gilbert winced and felt his back slightly, glancing down at the German cross necklace he wore. He looked around, and pulled on some pants and his shoes before standing.
"We should get a move on."

"Yeah your right," Brandy said as she pulled her top on.

Gilbert smirked at the sky and sighed, "I need a new shirt." He decided.
"We gotta go to town, or, well you need to go to town."

"Yeah you do, but you can't get it," Brandy said. "I can get one for you."

"Obviously." Gilbert said with a laugh, running a hand through his snow-white hair.

"Well, what kind of shirt do you want?" Brandy said as she kicked a pebble.

Gilbert shrugged, looking at his old shirt.
"Tanktop'll be fine." He said, not acknowledging the cold weather.

"Okay, what color?" Brandy mused. She could go on and on.

Gilbert raised his eyebrows, and shrugged.
"I dunno, go crazy. just, no..pink. And nothing too bright, just..black or white or grey?" He said.

"You can't say go crazy and then say three colors that aren't really colors. But okay, do you need anything else?" Brandy asked.

"I changed my mind!" Gilbert huffed before sighing. "No, not really..Be careful."

"I will," Brandy said as she pulled on a hoodie, letting the hood cover most of her face. She got on her tiptoes, and kissed Gilbert's cheek. She gave his hand a squeeze, and walked in the direction of the city.

Gilbert watched her leave and looked at Gilbird.
"Go with 'er. If anything goes wrong, come back." He intructed, and then the little bird flew off.

Brandy heard a flutter of small wings, and she looked behind her to see Gilbird. She smiled and kept moving forward. She stepped out of the forest and into the city. She walked down the street, as neutral as possible. She went inside the nearest store, and went to the clothing section. She picked out a black tank top for Gilbert, and went up to the cash register. "Hello, there. Is that all you'll be getting?" the clerk asked as Brandy put the tank top on the counter. "Yes ma'm," she said. When she got out of the store, she went to the grocery store. She bought some water, bread, and cheese. Brandy then headed back to the forest. When she got there, she walked back to the last place she'd left Gilbert.

Gilbert perked when she arrived, and graciously took the tanktop, before pulling it on over his head.
"Danke." He thanked her, chuckling as Gilbird switched from her shoulder to his.

"No problem," Brandy said. "Hey, you look sexy in black."

"Always have, always will. I'm just that awesome!" Gilbert said, puffing out his chest with a smirk.

Brandy chuckled and said," Why do you think so high of yourself after all you have been through?"

Gilbert's face fell and he shrugged.
"Would you rather me be depressed al the time?"

"Well of course not. I respect how you can do that," Brandy said looking away.

"I don't want people's pity so..what other way to not get it than be happy all the time?" Gilbert said, smiling faintly.

"Yeah I don't really like pity either. Past is past," Brandy said.

Gilbert shrugged.
"We need to get going." He said with a sigh.