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Dreams..I wish they were true	By : StacieAnn Category: +1 through F > Daria Views: 8488 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Daria, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Disclaimer: I repeat, I DO NOT OWN DARIA.

What happened last chapter

“Guess I forgot to go down to the store for supplies.”

“Looks like it.”

“Hey Daria.”

“Hey.”

“You hungry too?”

“I could eat.”

“Cool. You wanna go on a ride to the store with me?”

“At this hour, why not.” Damn that connotation. But I go anyway. Hope for the eternal I guess.

~Chapter 2~

~Normal POV~

Trent and Daria are currently in Trent’s van on their way to the store.

“So, Daria?”

“Huh, oh what?”

“What’s new?”

“Well, I’m letting you drive me to the store..”

“He he. Funny. I meant, what’s new in your , um, you know life?”

“I’m a prisoner at Lawndale high with my inmate Jane.”

“You’re still the coolest prisoner I know. Met anyone special lately?”

Daria looks a little confused as to why he’s asking, but..

“Come on, do you really think I would let any of those Lawndale High creeps anywhere near me.”

“I used to be a Lawndale creep.” Trent looks a little thoughtful.

“Yeah, but you escaped.”

“I just hope they never catch me.”

They both laugh at the lame joke a little too hard.

‘I wonder why Trent’s acting kind of weird. Well,…weirder than normal anyway.’
Trent pulls into the grocery store parking lot. They see that though the lights are all out, the store clerk is locking the doors. Trent gets out of the van and heads toward the clerk. (It’s Daria’s old boss from the peanut stand).

“Hey, man. Could you just stay open for about five more minutes. I really have the munchies.”

“Actually, I-” He cuts off as he sees Daria get out of the van as well. ‘It’s that chit that got me fired for not being able to keep the underlings employed. Man, oh man. Do I have something in store for you. (Get it? In store? Fine don’t laugh at my joke).’

“-would be delighted to help you in any way that I can sir. Why don’t you and the lovely lady just step into the store. Look around a bit and then get back to me when you’re ready to leave?”

“Hey, man you’re pretty cool for a clerk. Daria, come on let’s go in.”

Daria kind of looks at the over friendly ex-boss a little warily.

“Um. Sure.”

All three head towards the entrance of the store where Andy (I don’t really know his name) reopens the doors for them. “After you.” Andy politely suggests.

“Okaay.”

As soon as the pair are through the doors Andy closes them and locks the doors (they lock from the outside).

“Hey Daria? Hope you two have fun in there and I wouldn’t hope on someone coming to open the store in the morning either. It just so happens that I have to open the store in the morning and since I’ll probably get fired from another job because of you I’ll be taking a little vacation with the keys. Sayonara suckers!”

Andy runs toward his bicycle (it was all he could afford) and laughs gleefully the full five minutes it takes him to navigate the parking lot.

“You know what? I don’t think I mind being stuck in here with you so much.”

“Oh?”

“Yeah. We’re locked in here with food and despite what that jerk said at least early shoppers might come by and wonder why the grocery isn’t open yet. We’ll just have to be in here a few hours.”

Daria shivers at the thought of being alone with Trent. Just thanking whoever might be looking out for her that at least they’re not enclosed in a tighter spot (even though her guardian angel was a little remiss in letting her get in this situation in the first place).

“You cold?”

“No. It’s just that I don’t like being locked up.”

“Oh. And how would you know how it feels to be locked up? In the right circumstances I think that you would quite enjoy being shackled.”

‘He’d better be joking.’ “ Yeah, I could see it now. Daria Morgendorfer enraptured slave of Trent Lane.” ‘Oh, how I wish that he would.’

“I don’t know about that, but I would sure enjoy the show.”

Daria looks at him in surprise. Trent coughs and looks away in slight embarrassment.

“Let’s get something to eat.”

“Oh, I don’t know. Last time you said that, I seemed to have been locked up in a grocery store. Anything could happen next. I might get stolen by Captain Crunch over there.”

“Nah. He only likes kids and you are certainly no kid.”

“Be still my beating heart I didn’t think that you thought of me beyond being your sister’s best.”

’d b’d be surprised.” Trent mumbles. “Come on, I think I see some pop tarts in isle three.”

“Trent?”

“Yeah?”

“We don’t have a toaster.”

“Oh. Then how about some of those bite size pizza bagels.”

“No microwave either. How about this, you go get us something to drink and I’ll get us something edible. Then we’ll meat over there by the deli bar in say…(looks at her watch) ten minutes?”

“Sounds like a plan. See you later, mi amiga.”

“See ya.”

Each going their separate ways they depart. Trent heads off in the way of the liquor isle. ‘Predictable’ thinks Daria. Daria heads off toward the ready made isles (you know refrigerated sandwiches and the like).

It takes about half the time for Trent to decide on their drinks. Trent walks by the isle that carries the goodies for kids. You know the isle with all those fake guns, handcuffs, fake nails, and crowns. Trent decides on the handcuffs after his conversation with Daria. ‘It’s not like I’ll hurt her or anything. It’ll just be a joke to cap off our previous conversation.’

Daria’s shopping didn’t take as long as she thought either. She was already by the deli bar by the time Trent got there, hiding the handcuffs behind his back.

‘I know he’s hiding something from the way that he’s standing and the mischievous grin he’s wearing.’

“Alright. What is it that you’re hiding there. Some barely drinkable beverage?”

Daria gets up to tease Trent into revealing his hidden treasure. Trent dances around Daria keeping his back turned away from her. In the scuffle the ensues Daria’s hands end up circling Trent to get at what he’s got in his hands. She grabs the plastic package away from him.

“This is what you were hiding? You know I was kidding about the whole enslavement thing right?”
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