[Johan's POV]
"I don't want the strawberry, Uncle. I want grapes!" Jonathan said from atop Russell's shoulder.
"Then get two of each."
"I don't want pink! That's for girls!"
"Well, they aren't for you, brat! I want them." Russell tightened his grip around Jonathan's legs and grunted. "Your big brother and I like strawberries. And who the fudge said pink is only for girls?"
"Grandpa said so! He said boys who liked pink are gays," Jonathan argued.
Johan could only roll his eyes at his grandfather's outdated logic. One of these days, he's going to wear an all pink attire just to mess with the old man. He rolled the shopping cart he was holding towards the two.
"Stop arguing or I will grab every color of the rainbow in this isle." Johan snatched the snacks in their hands and tossed both of them into the shopping cart as he walked. "Let's get going. I still have a cake to bake."
"You're baking a cake, Big Brother?"
