Little Shop

[I'm lazy, so I'm not doing Hitchkratz's Guide to the Galaxy today.  And I take no credit for this idea, merely the execution of it.]

A young girl with golden blonde hair cropped closely against her head walked the damp sidewalk, clutching a wrinkled Post-It between her fingers.  Written on the Post-It were directions to an address that was scribbled along the bottom edge of the little square.  Having no idea where she was headed, the girl followed the directions as best she could through unfamiliar neighborhoods until she reached a small shop sandwiched between two tall apartment buildings.

"This is it?" she mumbled to herself, tilting her head backwards to see the top of the apartment buildings.  They had at least six stories worth of height on the shop that stood between them.

The shop itself looked a little squished, exactly how someone would imagine a piece of garlic would look just before being smashed in a garlic press.  The door was painted a particularly vivid shade of green, and the shutters on the two front windows were painted to match.

The girl approached the door hesitantly, putting her hand on the doorknob and surveying her surroundings before resolving to open the door.  Somewhere near the back of the shop, a bell rang, though it didn't seem to be connected to anything.

The inside of the shop seemed packed like a bag of Halloween candy with all manner of strange looking objects that the girl couldn't identify.  Luckily, the shop's proprietor was an older gentleman with cobwebby wisps of white hair attached to his scalp and a jack-o-lantern grin.

"Can I help you?" he asked, raising his eyebrows expectantly.

The girl was taken aback for a moment, but she managed to gather her wits about her.  Running a hand through her hair, the girl said, "I'm not exactly sure what I'm looking for.  What have you got?"

The old man smiled kindly and opened up a glass front case behind the front counter of the shop.  Reaching in, he pulled out what could only be described as a pom-pom.  It was fuzzy around the edges, and a fetching shade of pale pink.  "This one isn't quite developed yet, still a bit fuzzy, but it's a good starter."

What did I get myself into? The girl nodded slowly.

[Posting for the sake of posting right now, but there will be more and better additions when I'm not sleepy.  Ready?  GO!]