Golden Girls [Santa, Helle]

"I have never thought of having a pet," Helle admitted, but there are a lot of things she has never considered before.

Taking some time to focus on what she just committed to, Helle did not give Santa an immediate greeting in return. Her thoughts come first. She never had time for simple pleasures, but with her new outlook on life, she's capable of having way more fun. Her time away from the City of Lights was full of new experiences, but that life had no room for a pet, so she had never thought of it, but now that she's stable, why not?

"Hmm... Guess I'll have to renovate my home..."

On top of other things. Helle's actual home is basic, despite her supposed position. Santa coming and going doesn't bother her, especially when there's nothing of importance for the Arrancar to get into there. Santa seemed well-mannered enough though. Her small bow reminded Helle of the antics she probably would have pulled before becoming accustomed to modern mannerisms. It's only proper to not leave her acquaintance waiting for too long, so she pushed the expenses to the back of her mind and properly responded to the other blonde.

"It's nice to meet you though, Miss Estallar. My name's Helle... Helle Armstong."

Having a bit of hesitancy with revealing her full name, Helle pondered if she'd be recognized from it. Santa did not seem to know her physically, but names get passed around better than a person's looks. The least she can do if her name does cause pause is to keep her face gentle and friendly. Not everyone reacts cordially when Helle makes herself known.

"How do we what?" Helle asked, blinking as she turned her head and noticed the employee.

...Oh!

"That? Easy."

Helle turned and approached the employee, having a brief exchange before the worker came to take the puppy from Santa. Helle came over too, opening her mouth to explain.

"They'll have to take the puppy and make sure he has all his shots and papers sorted. I'll handle that, so just wait for me, okay?"

With that said, Helle turned to head over to the counter to complete the purchase of the puppy. At the same time, another employee appeared and began grabbing other necessities: dog food, a dog cage, bed, and other items to help with raising a pet. However a new issue came up that Helle did not handle immediately, waiting until she had finished setting things up and returning with the puppy in her arms.

"Psst. Hey. Santa," She whispered. "We forgot to think of a name."

Solito? Is there a meaning to that name? Helle wouldn't know without a bit of research. Well, whatever the case, since they're only in this situation because of Santa, Helle will let the woman choose the name. Solito doesn't sound bad anyway.

"Solito? Welcome Solito."

This is something of a birthday, isn't it? On this day, this little guy's obtained a new home. Helle almost smiled, but her attention was pulled by a worker as they asked how she'd like the items taken to her home. To say the least, Helle had everything delivered to her abode, and she paid with a card that she pulled from her pocket.

"Now, Santa. Would you like to come home with me? For you to visit, you'd have to know where to go."

Helle is an interesting woman, but this isn't the time for deep introspective writing. As all the items are packed up and prepared for delivery, Helle walked outside the shop with Solito in her arms. She waited for Santa to follow and began down the sidewalk towards her house. Luckily, they are not far from the suburban area her home is located. Helle's first home was unfortunately damaged in Ichigo's attack, so she had obtained one further out from the Sternritter's headquarters.

They would continue until reaching a house of fair size with a fence that enclosed a yard perfect for a small dog behind it. Unless Santa had asked a question, any small talk would have been kept in small batches before they arrived at Helle's place. Helle would head to the porch and fumble around for her keys before unlocking her door and entering. Santa could come in right after and see the inside.

"Welcome to my little place," Helle would then say, revealing how mundane she lived. Nothing is too lavish, average if anything. Much like Helle's old home, it did not relate Helle's status in the Vandenreich properly. It cozy, and that's enough for the blonde Quincy.

"Yes. I do," Helle answered, removing her shoes.

She is on limited time, but the benefits of being the boss means that limited time to her is fluid. For now, her time is better spent situating her current issue. Her home could use a bit of adjusting to better suit her new puppy.

"Alright, buddy," Helle then muttered as she let the puppy down onto the ground. She had asked if he's potty trained, which he is, but they warned that a new environment may unsettle him. Sporadic leaking may occur. Thankfully, with her powers, cleaning up pee or poop isn't horrendous, but she'd like to get the little guy familiar with everything as quickly as possible.

"Are you hungry?" Helle asked, turning her attention to Santa while Solito scurried on the ground, forgetting that Hollow do not need human food.