tentacletrainer | 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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Because what if we're fictional? What if, in some other random universe out there, our lives are written in a book like Harry Potter? Or something?

[What if he's not real, Rose? What if you're not real? WHAT IF EVERYONE EXISTS IN SOME GUY'S HEAD?]

Well John, there are theories that each and every one of us merely exists in a single thought of the man named 'God'. That, to him, our lives are mere milliseconds - the time it takes for a thought to process, which is nearly instant - even though to us it takes years.

Of course, whether or not that's true, no one can say. I personally do not believe in it myself.

But honestly, even if we are merely fictional?

[[...hesitation while she gets the guts to say this. Come on Rose, you're suppose to say silly, cheesey things like this in a relationship, right?]]

...a-at least I have the joy of being a part of your story.

[[blushbacktomagikarpnow]]

[At the word "theories" his brain can't help but shut off a little bit. He's expecting a lot of psychobabble that he'll only halfway understand anyway and his brain is taking defensive measures. Though at that last bit, it turns off completely just in time for him to drop a poor Magikarp onto the ground. And stare at Rose vacantly. He's doing a bit of that too.]

[Because he doesn't think that's cheesy at all. He thinks it's very sweet. And as such, has no idea what to say to it.]

[[After a few moments of that, she finally stops tossing karp into the water and turns to face him.]]

Yes John?

[[Why are you staring? ; ;]]

[Because that was adorable and he can't believe you said it.]

Oh, it's nothing! Don't worry about it. I'm just really glad to hear that.

[Oh look at you little buddy, flopping around on the ground like that! Let's get you back in the lake...there we go. Be free little guy.]

...Mmm.

[[Tossing another fish into the lake herself. She feels kind of silly now, but...also really good at the same time. She's fairly certain she enjoys that kind of reaction.]]

Yeah. Because...I want you to be a part of my story until the very last chapter. And I want to be a part of yours for just as long!

[Does this make you feel less silly, Rose? Determinedly, he's keeping his eyes on the ground, blushing pink to the tips of his ears.]

[[Not only does it make her feel less silly, but aaallll sorts of warm and happy.]]

I would love that, John.

Chapter 33; Accidental Video

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