rivers_bend

Title: Ooom bop bop
Fandom: Hellcats
Rating: PG
Words: 460
A/N: for day 6 of mmom
Summary: Savannah doesn't want to go into a sex toy store, until she sees what she's been missing.



"I'm not going in there," Savannah says, eyes wide and jaw set.

Since Marti had only been pausing in the shade of a bus stop for a minute to check the GPS on her phone so they could avoid too much aimless wandering on the way to meet the others for dinner, she isn't sure where the obviously distressing there is at first. Then she turns around and sees she's stopped in front of a store called Good Vibrations. The open door allows a view of two women chatting at the counter, and some boxed items displayed like wedding gifts on a table. It hardly reeks of sleazy sex shop. Marti's been in a few of those. This place has a totally different vibe. Pun only a little bit intended.

This place would probably do Savannah good.

"Yeah, you are," Marti says.

"No. I-- Why?" Savannah's got her feet planted and is trying to tug her wrist out of Marti's grip.

"Because you're twenty-one and you've obviously never been in a place like this before, and there are things every college girl should know. And own."

"I have a boyfriend!"

Marti doesn't want to think about how that sounds like Savannah a) thinks girls with boyfriends don't masturbate or b) thinks Dan would disapprove of toys, because both those options are sad and wrong, so she just pulls harder at Savannah's wrist until they're walking through the door.

Inside the view is maybe a little less home-schooling-to-Christian-college friendly, but Marti's pretty sure Savannah can take it. She lets guys throw her twenty feet in the air. A rubber penis and a few bottles of lube should be nothing.

"What is all this?" Savannah is looking around while trying to pretend she's not looking around, and it's doing interesting things to her neck.

"It's a damn good time, is what it is," Marti answers.


They look at the whole store in the end, and are half an hour late to dinner. Savannah shrieks a little the first time Marti puts a vibe in her palm and turns it on, but then she has to test every single one. She pokes all the dildos, at first with disgust, then with curiosity, and finally with fascination. She tests out lubes between her fingers, flips through books, examines the pictures on the DVDs. "This is crazy," she says repeatedly.

By the sixth or seventh time she says it, Marti struggles not to just agree with her.

Craziest of all, however, is that Savannah buys a whole bag of goodies. And as they're leaving she turns to Marti and says, "You'll show me how to use these, right?"