Nico shyly opened the door of the quite dusty looking pet shop. A bell announced her arrival, she hated when that happened. She'd rather just quietly enter places without having to let people know she was there. It pulled too much attention.

'Ah, hello, dear!' A sweet, elder lady revealed her presence with her warm voice. What? Already? Nico had hoped so badly that she could've just looked around. But now she had to greet this lady. She didn't really hate people, she just often didn't know what to say or how to start a conversation. But she was brave. 'H-Hello. Y-Your shop looks quite cosy.' Nico said with a shy smile. 'Thank you! We do our best here, don't we love?' The lady smiled at a rather large man that now stepped out the back of the shop. 'Ho Ho, that we do.' He smiled down at his wife before looking back at the red haired student. 'Well, dear girl. We are Mr. and Mrs. Witticker.' 'And we are at your service!' His wife added smiling bright, shaking her hands in a jazzy hands manner.

'O-Oh.' Nico smiled nervously.

The lady approached the Slytherin and kneeled down beside her. Nico set one step back, kind of regretting coming here by herself. 'Now, there's no need to be shy. I'm Anita.' She offered her wrinkly hand. 'How do we call you, sweetie?' Nico blushed abit embarassed. Why could she just not calm down and act normal. Taking in a deep breath, Nico carefully rest her hand in hers: 'M-My name is Nico, Nico Shymane.' She smiled hesitantly, her face flushed red.

'Ah! Nico. What a lovely name.' Anita commented. Her husband, nodded in agreement in the back while he checked on some toads in their terrarrium. Mrs. Witticker stood up and gently held onto Nico's hand. 'Come. Come! I suppose you came here to find yourself a sweet pet don't you? We have all kinds of pets.' Stopping in the middle of the shop, Anita bent over to see everything in Nico's line of sight. 'Alright. What do you think of a toad?' She pointed at a bunch of terrarriums stacked onto each other. Immediatley disgusted, Nico quickly averted her gaze to look at a different pet. 'A-Ah. Not that much a fan of amphibians I see. That's okey.' Anita helped Nico turn to another side of the shop. 'How about an owl?' Intrigued Nico, carefully approached one of the owl that were on display. 'A-A Great Horned Owl..' Nico whispered. 'OOHOO'. Nico shrieked and quickly backed away, tripping over her own feet. 'Oh hohohoho.' Anita chuckled as she safely caught the distressed girl in her arms. 'It's okey. Seems you scared him.' Nico kept an eye on him, the owl did the exact same. 'Well sweety... I think I might know something that you'll like...' Anita signed at her husband. He dissapeared into a dark door opening at the back of the petshop. Soon re-emerging, holding his hands together like a bowl.

He approached them at the middle of the shop. 'Here, love. Put your hands together...' Nico blinked nervous but after an encouraging smile of Anita, she held her hands in the same manner Mr. Witticker did. Rolling into her hands, a soft purple ball. Nico's eyes widened. She had never seen anything like this before.

The purple ball, rolled over and looked up at her. For a few seconds, nothing happened. They just stared back at each other, as if entranced. And then...

'Squeeeeeek'.

Nico's eyes filled with tears. She didn't know what she felt. She was so filled with delight, so happy, as if she had fallen in love. 'O-Oh I-I love this one.' Nico carefully brought it closer to her face, rubbing her cheek over his soft furr. Anita smiled, touched. 'W-Well, we have some occasions that his happens but... sniff... Everytime it gets me.' Anita, wiped away some tears with her pinkies from the corner of her eyes.
Her husband smiled. 'Now, I know you already love this one. But give it back for a second?' Nico sniffled and carefully put it back in his hands. Anita, looked at him, frowning. 'S-Sweety I hope.. you're not gonna do.. what I think you're gonna d-'

WITH A WILD SWING OF HIS ARM, MR WITTICKER SLAMMED THE CREATURE ONTO A WALL, FULL FORCE. The creature bounced back, perfectly fine, squeeking happily.

'Ernest!' Anita yelled stern. Nico didn't know what just happened. W-Why did the shopkeeper.. throw her pet... at a wall. In shock she looked up at Mr. Witticker. Her face as pale like a ghost, tears rolling down her cheeks. Mr. Witticker chuckled. 'Now, now. Don't be sad! Look!' He rolled the creature back in Nico's hands. With her mouth half open, still shocked, Nico looked down at the unharmed fluffball she loved. 'Squeeeeek'. As if it was never thrown at a wall, it rolled about happily in her hands. 'Ernest, you could've just told her instead of showing it...' Anita was busy facepalming in shame, ashamed of her husband, that managed to scarr another one of her emotionally sensitive customers. 'Aaah but it was just a joke. Look, Nico was it? This fluffball you're holding, that's a Pygmy Puff. They LOVE it when you throw them around.' Nico didn't fully register it...

Anita sighed deeply and kneeled infront of Nico, waving Ernest away. 'I'm sorry, sweety. Here...' She offered her an Every Flavour Bean. With a shaking hand, she brought the bean to her mouth. Nico was lucky, it tasted like orange. Slowely, it brought her out of the state of shock. 'There.. you look better already.' Anita smiled and got up. 'Alrightie! Let's fill in the right papers and you're set to go.' Mrs. Witticker offered her a quill and a paper to fill.

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What animal do you wish to purchase? A Purple Pygmy Puff
What do you want to name it? Pip
Is this a boy or a girl? Boy
What is your pet's date of birth? 13th of August