Carpenter's DIY

Josh's next stop was Carpenter's DIY; for the first time since he'd first frozen Time, Josh found the lack of sound disorientating. The thing was, Fred Carpenter liked to listen to old country and western CDs so for the shop to be so quiet was quite off putting.

Josh walked up to the counter and leaned on it; he stared at Fred, mug a few taunting inches from his lips, and smiled impishly. Picking up a Ginger Nut from a plate on the counter, Josh went round the counter and dropped Fred's jeans down to his ankles before pulling the old worn flatcap the man always wore down over his eyes. As an extra insult, he took the mug from Fred's hand, went into the small Kitchen out back and tipped the lot into the sink before replacing the mug.

With Fred done, he turned his attention to Rosie, frozen in the middle of putting a can of Metallic Blue onto the shelf; ever since he was little, he'd secretly had a crush on Rosie and now, years later, he had his opportunity. He knew full well she couldn't see, couldn't hear and couldn't feel, it'd be child's play for him to whip off her top and fondle her breasts, all whilst she stood there, clutching cans of spray paint, totally helpless and unaware but he resisted; again, he was no Rapist anymore than he was a Thief. Sure, he'd undressed females but to sexually violate them was wrong.

Instead, he took down all the cans from the shelf and dropped Rosie's shorts to her ankles before walking out.