ghostytrainer | prank #37

[When John clicks on the feed today, he's accompanied by not one, but two Lopunnies. The One of them (Casey, judging by the pink sweater) is half-cradling the other and stroking its head, occasionally making shhh'ing noises. A Shinx lays next to them, and in John's lap rests the head of the saddest looking shiny Gallade you'll ever see. John himself looks exhausted, though moreso in the emotional sense than the sense of needing to take a nap.]

[He stares at the screen blankly for a good minute before finally speaking, in a voice that sounds as dull and tired as he looks.]

Vriska Serket has gone back home. If any of her Pokemon found their way to you, please let me know. I want to make sure they're all accounted for. And if they did just...promise me that you will take good care of them.

[He falls silent again, looking as though there's more he wants to say. In the end, he can't figure out what to say and ends up tightening his grip on the (what appears to be) a piece of twine clenched in his right hand.]

That's all.

[Click.]

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With her luck, certainly. But...there's nothing wrong with feeling that way, John.

[He sighs and sinks a little further back in the cushions, curling inward on himself and staring at his knees.]

There is when you know better. And by now, I know better. And yet here I am. Once again, upset over something that nobody has any control over. It's like...it's like Dad all over again. Only this time it's even worse. Don't get me wrong, I love Dad. He's great and he's probably the closest thing I will ever get to my actual Dad here. But Vriska...she was...

[He tries to keep talking but ends up making a strangled sort of whimper instead. There's a lump in his throat now and it's hard to talk around it. He just wants to curl up and cry until he stops feeling like shit. That sounds like a good idea to him. He couldn't cry in front of Karkat but Rose...Rose is different. He can be vulnerable in front of Rose.]

[[She's not...really sure what to say. So, for now, she just holds him. If he wants to cry, he is perfectly allowed to.]]

[He leans against her, and sure enough, there are tears on his cheeks in a matter of moments. It was unavoidable, really. And, well, better to get them out, right?]

[[Right. And who better to do that with than your girlfriend?]]

[Rose, you occupy the top slot of a very short list of people that John would willingly cry in front of. It's just something he tries to avoid doing. And even then, part of him can't help but feel a little ashamed.]

[He hiccups a little, pushing his glasses up to rub at one of his eyes.]

D-dammit.

Shhh, it's okay.

[[Don't worry, John. She's not going to judge you.]]

[He knows. Or at least, he hopes she wouldn't. But it's a hard feeling to shake.]

Not...not really.

[He slumps further down against her. It's pretty clear that he doesn't even want to bother with sitting up any more. Yes, laying down seems so much more inviting...]

[[Well here, how about she lays you down in her lap?]]

It really is, John. The situation will get better, and there's nothing wrong with being upset.

[Thank you, Rose. He appreciates that.]

Yeah but it's not okay now. I know it will be eventually. I can't stay upset over this forever. But right now...it's not okay.

[He sniffles a little, wiping his nose with his sleeve.]

And just...god I almost hope that when she finally DOES come back, that Johto takes her from a point before she ever met me.

Shh, don't wish that. [[She leans down, pressing a kiss to his forehead.]] Why would something like that be desirable?

Stop and think about it for a second, Rose. Think back to when she first got here this last time. Remember what happened? Specifically: remember what happened on our camping trip?

[You're a smart girl, Rose. He's sure you can put two and two together and understand why he would want this.]

John...that shouldn't be a reason why you'd want to be forgotten.

I don't want to break her heart again. Do you have any idea how hard that was?

Would it be easier if she fell in love with you while she's here? That is a possibility, John.

Well yeah but if she knew about us right off the bat, wouldn't she be less likely to?

[John logic.]

Not necessarily. The heart is a fickle, cruel mistress.

[He sighs, rolling over onto his side so that he's facing Rose, curling up a little.]

It would still be better if she doesn't remember. Less unfounded guilt on my end, less heartbreak on hers. Everybody wins. We could just be friends.

[[She doesn't say anything to that. Their views were different, and while she disagreed this wasn't exactly the time to do that. Instead, she runs her fingers through his hair instead.]]

[He hums lightly, eyelids drooping a little. His eyes and cheeks are still wet but the tears have at least slowed a bit.]

That feels nice...

...does it? [[Good. That was the point.]]

Mmmm... [He nods.] Yeah. Really nice.

I guess I'll just have to continue doing it then, won't I?

[He sniffles before giving a light chuckle.]

You won't hear me complaining.

Good. Complaining is not an option tonight. [[Nope. Apparently only head and neck massages.]]

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