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Chapter 33; Accidental Video

[[Today, when the gear turns on, you get a lovely view of the sky and the calming sounds of water nearby. It's a beautiful day, for those of you not outside.

This serene setting is broken by a squeal from a Pokemon and a splash, then all falls quiet and calm again.

It's a few minutes before you hear something again. This something being another splash. And then on screen appears a Dratini with a quite pathetically wiggling Magikarp in it's mouth.

With a happy chirp it disappears off camera again, only to return a few moments later to rub all over the 'gear. And then off it goes. There's a squeal, a splash, and a few minutes later the familiar sight of this Dratini with another Magikarp, struggling in it's grasp. It disappears, it reappears to smother the Pokegear, rinse, wash, repeat.

This show goes on for some time, until finally - during one of its rubbing sessions - it stops and looks up. And then it simply begins to trill in excitement. Almost like if it doesn't make noise, it'll explode. It's also wiggling.

There is so much wiggling from this Dratini.]]

...V-vodka...what are you doing?

[[It seems this Dratini is none other than Vodka Derptini - also lovingly known as John - belonging to resident Rose Lalonde. And said trainer has found the little dragon Pokemon.

She appears momentarily on screen, picking up the 'gear, before turning to look at...oh.

It seems all those Magikarp the little wiggling dragon type had been collecting are in quite the pile of flopping. Meanwhile, the aforementioned culprit of this karp congregation is sitting next to said heap, wiggling as if waiting for praise.

Apparently those fish are a gift for his trainer.]]

...That's...very nice of you, John. Thank you very much. How sweet.

[[A few pats to the Dratini's head, followed by a multitude of elated chirps, lilts, warbles and purls, and the 'gear is shut off.]]

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[[Dave, why are you so lazy? Of course, Rose isn't much better, seeing as she's going to reply with text.]]

i realize i meet all the criteria for cute but i really dont need headpats
we striders are self-encouraging
but if you really want me to take you out sometime who am i to deny a girl a little strider loving
just make sure you savor every morsel
theres love-starved kids in cambodia whod kill for just a second of quality stridetime

Edited 2011-08-17 18:16 (UTC)

you assume theres no cambodia analog here in johto either
no starving disease-ridden pikachus with no one to love them
and its a damn good thing im so generous too
since heartless chicks like you dont give the poor oliver twists of the pokemon world a second thought

im starting to wonder why i even associate with you
a guy like me has a certain reputation to uphold you know
and were judged by the company we keep
what if people start thinking im a heartless jackass
instead of the munificent boy wonder that i truly am
how guilt-ridden will you be then

i guess i could see my way to forgiving you if you repent
repent in this case means take me out for thai
maybe indian

hey im not actually the one whos supposed to be treating you here
does your boyfriend seriously not take you out for dinner
because i know youre not sleeping together so what exactly are you getting out of it

[[Yes, she is avoiding all of your questions, Dave.]]

[ Dave's just glad this is all in text. It's much easier to pretend it's ironic. ]

of course i do
my heart beats for you rose
your every twinge of sorrow is like a kick to the groin of my soul
are you seriously trying to tell me there are creeps waving lollipops at you on your way back to the hotel every day
because i can kick some ass if need be
cant have those sleazebags breaking you in before john gets a chance

[[Rose is quickly becoming glad for this as well. Because before they were dating, talk like this about John would be easy.

She doesn't know why, but it's on a whole new level of awkward, and makes her feel ten shades of shy.

She'll be hiding in her sleeping bag the rest of the night, thank you.]]

[[Okay, that's pretty much all she can say. Dave, if you really are nearby, you get the fun sight of your sister burying her face in her hands.]]

Edited 2011-08-17 19:30 (UTC)

[ He's glanced over once or twice already, but now he rolls over to watch her, lying on his stomach on the tree branch where he's perched, letting his arm hang as he texts one-handed. ]

would you be less embarrassed if i were defending my sister and her virginity instead of my best friends girlfriend and her virginity
because my goal here is strictly to express my deep and abiding love for you as your brother
not to turn you attractive shades of pink

[[It takes her a moment after the ping of text messages to finally glance down and read them, and that only worsens the blush across her cheeks. Oh my god Dave.]]

[[No, they're quite a brilliant shade of red now.]]

okay maybe pink isnt the word i was looking for
lets see
rouge
cerise
vermillion
scarlet
carmine
magenta
ruby
crimson
maroon

wait wait i can do better than that

sangria
alizarin
coquelicot
venetian
amaranth
persimmon
sinopia
carnelian
cardinal
fire engine
candy apple

am i getting

warm

[[Yup, that is all she has to say to that, while finds a tree to sit down and lean back against. That way she can hide her face in her knees. You are a horrible big brother, and she disowns you, Dave.

Simply disowns you.]]

[ If her ears are sharp, she might hear him laughing, but he's quiet. ]

like my head wasnt already full of synonyms for red
get a clue sis

anyway look
if your virginity needs defending let me know
in the meantime
when we get back you owe me thai
and i owe you sushi

[[She doesn't, mostly because she's a little distracted with embarrassment right now. But his next text at least makes her smile through that blush.]]

and remind me later that i should embarrass you more often
this is better than cable

[[Oh huff.]]

sure no problem
you hit like a girl anyway

youd bruise my delicate lily white skin
how barbaric
you might as well be dragging a club and wearing a loincloth

[[And she hates herself a little more for typing that.]]

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