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prぁn◙￻￻￻ $43 | ￻acti♂n FORWARD-DATED TO SATURDAY 6/8

[Hello everyone, what are you up to this fine summer evening? Out training perhaps? Playing with your Pokémon? Sitting down to a delicious dinner? Maybe doing a little shopping before all the stores close?]

[Well whatever you're doing, no matter how much you are minding your own business, you may soon find yourself with a +1.]

[Aren't glitches fun?]

[John has no idea what's going on, one minute he was in the middle of his anniversary dinner with Rose and the next, he's lord only knows where with whoever "you" happen to be. Not that "you" aren't good company, and all! But it's kind of rude to leave your significant other in the middle of a date. But the worst part?]

[It keeps happening.]

[Whatever is doing this isn't content to let him stay in one place for very long. He keeps disappearing and reappearing with a quiet "zap!" every few of minutes, sometimes appearing back at the restaurant and other times appearing someplace else entirely. Dammit, can't a guy just eat in peace? This is terrible.]

[Why on Earth did he box that weird Pokémon he caught last night... better yet, why did he catch it at all?!]

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What no, I-- [John whips around to look at his savior after colliding backwards into him from the force of the tug. Even in the dark, it's fairly obvious that John's cheeks are just the slightest shade of pink. Embarrassed, confused, scared for his life... John is just a bundle of emotions right now.]

[Sorry about the bubble bath mix that's on you now though, Dave. You can smell faintly of roses now too, Dave! You and John can both smell pretty together now.]

Dave?! Son of a bitch, again!? I go from inside the hotel to on the roof this is just getting stupid now.

[Dave makes a face at the smell of flowers drifting up from John. Great now he'll smell like he flopped in a field. He takes a step back and tugs at John to get him close to the peek of the roof and away from the edge. He can worry about the embarrassment factor John is all but broadcasting in a moment.]

It nearly got you flying and not in the hey fuck yeah way. This needs to stop.

Edited 2013-07-10 03:49 (UTC)

Ugh... dammit.

[John pulls at his face.]

Why me. Do you know how many times I have nearly met death tonight? Oh wait, I guess you do since one of them was also with you and I told you about Tenten too but holy shit. Somebody out there hates me Dave. Or something. It wasn't enough just to completely ruin my date, now they want my life too.

I told you to think about what you did that wasn't the same as you always have, didn't I?

[Dave sits back down on the roof with a beckoning gesture to Nicki. She eyes John in his flower scented glory and shuffles around him to circle around Dave and cling to his back. Why? He's her buddy and smells like flowers.

He looks back at her then to John with a sigh.] So why are you pink anyway? You're like rosy over there, or were. What happened this time?

Yeah, I've been working on it! Or trying to, at least. Rose and I ended up giving up on our date like... the last time I showed up in your room. I have been trying to get to a Pokécenter to access my PC since then with no luck whatsoever.

[Except for when he wound up IN a Center by sheer luck. Only to not realize it until it was too late and be zapped out while still five feet away from the PC.]

And I don't want to talk about it, or else I might actually jump off the roof. [He slaps his cheeks, as though this would make the pinkness go away.] Instead, I am just going to take my leave for the fifth fucking time and try, once again, to run to the center without zapping away. Good day to you, sir! I take my leave now. [A beat as he stares around the roof.] Errr... ho exactly do I take my leave? Dude, how the hell did you get up here did you like fly up here on one of your dragons or what.

Yeah. Why not? I can't do my usual shit here, so I took the easier route to get up here. [He tips his head up towards the stars again, watching them for a second.]

You want me to fly you over to the center? You keep appearing to me anyway like some fairy god nerd. At least you'll be one step closer to where you want to be this time if I just tag along.

[John opens his mouth but only manages to get out a noise that really could be the start of any word, pausing with his hand in the air and pointing at the sky. He was going to say something to that...]

[But then he sighs, hand dropping.]

Yes, please. I am like 9001% done with this bullshit and wouldn't you know I don't have any of my flyers with me because that would just make this too easy.

[He calls out Bro. The Salamence stretches out on the roof like he's posing ironically and Dave hops up onto his back with a hand extended out to John.]

Let's get this show on the road. Come on, faster you do this. Faster you can be a free man.

Thank you, Dave. [He takes the offered hand, pulling himself up onto the Salamence and quickly letting go and sitting down.]

Not that I don't love holding your hand man, but that seems to be a good way to get dragged along for the ride in case I don't make it all the way to the center. I lost a few forks that way tonight...

[A moment of silence for the forks that went down in battle against the glitch... they truly died a hero's death.]

[They were great heroes. The moment of silence is observed and Dave makes a perfect rendition of a bass drop with his mouth. Bro (he even has the right eyewear), spreads his wings with a drumming of his feet and walks to the edge of the roof.]

Hold on tight he likes to jump off without warning. [Like an asshole. Bro creeps to the edge and leans, and leans, and to be an asshole leans some more before Dave makes a sharp sound. He snorts, and leaps into the sky, soaring over the buildings in a zig-zag flight pattern.]

[John sits down and... okay just where the fuck is he supposed to hold on? And more importantly, can he even or will that drag the Salamence along for the ride and potentially send Dave to the same fate of one of John's forks?]

[As he's puzzling this out, Bro jumps into the sky and ends up making the decision for John. He grabs hold tight of the tail, still keeping his body on Bro's back. It'll be a quick flight, please don't zap out please don't zap out please...]

[Bro soars at incredible speed so the trip only takes a minute. He dives and lands right before the doors with nary a bump in his landing. Dave slides off his back in one fluid movement.] Still here, John?

Yes, thank you and brb hopefully, bye.

[The words come out of his mouth in a jumble as John kind of falls sideways off of Bro's tail and dashes into the Pokécenter, still sopping wet.]

[WILL HE MAKE IT TO THE PC IN TIME???]

[Yes, he will, because thankfully at this time of night, there aren't really a ton of people clamoring to access the PCs.]

[He emerges, triumphantly with pokéball in hand, about a minute later.]

And with this I think it's time to say adieu! [He winds the ball up.] So long, goodbye, farewell, and [Toss!!]

SCREW YOU!!!

[It's a sign of just how fed up and tired of all this John is that he's opted to pull some kind of rude Dr. Seuss in order to set this thing free. Not only that, but to once the Shiny Haunter pops out of the ball with a mad cackle that sounds something like a skipping record, he actually starts yelling at the thing.]

[Level 2 Egbertian fit detected: he's flailing and yelling at things in the sky. ~~At least this something is actually real...~~]

You heard me! Get lost! I don't know what you are but-- [John cuts off as the Haunter makes a strange, garbled, almost demonic sounding noise, turns into a jumble of pixels and disappears, leaving John gaping. After about a minute, he turns to face Dave, still looking stunned.]

You saw that too, right? Like I'm not cracking up here or anything?

[If the tasmanian devil, specifically the cartoon version, were real Dave has a feeling his fits would look like what he just witnessed. Through it all he merely watched. But at the start he'd tapped the record feature on his gear. If he'd had his camera, he'd have taken photos and labeled them 'lan piranA'. Bro and Dave both have neutral expressions with one eyebrow raised.] That depends, Kemosabi. Are you going to rain dance again if I say yes?

Haha, funny! I am choosing to take that as a yes. Also that was a victory dance, not a rain dance. There's a difference!

Victory dances involve fist pumping and cries of victory. That was all out an angry bird hop or land piranha attack. [He motions to his dragon and hops back on.] We going back now or what?

Unless you want to stop and grab something to eat. There's a good taco place just down the road. Which is weird because this place doesn't have mexico or spain or an arizona or new mexico.

No it was totally a victory dance. That's how we do it in Washington, stop being so... stateually ignorant and insensitive.

[Yeah, Dave, stop being a dick.]

I think I will have to take you up on tacos tomorrow night. Right now I just want to change into something dry, try and salvage SOMETHING romantic out of this smoldering wreckage of a date, and go the fuck to sleep.

And I guess... pray that that really did stop the warping and that I don't find myself stuck in a tree or in somebody's bathroom halfway through the night or something.

Just think of it this way. [He offers his hand to John to help him up. As he does he smirks like a dick.] If you do keep warping, you'll probably just keep visiting me all night. We can call Rose to come bed down in the same room. Problem mostly solved.

[John takes Dave's hand and pulls himself up, laughing.]

Apologies in advance if future me ends up crushing you in the middle of the night because we both know I wouldn't be able to just zap in bed next to you because that would be too convenient. Dear god I hope that fixed it though. This really fucking sucks, you have no idea.

[Once John is on board, Bro launches into the sky with a powerful flap of his wings to get him airborne. His wings are big, like bikes big. Or something. The fact of the matter is, it isn't that hard for him to get flying. They soar upwards, with Dave keeping a tight grip on Bro's head to keep him from doing a spinning rise like he likes to do from time to time.] Should have fixed it. You let the weirdo go and you know how those kinds of stories go. Either you patched it, or we'll find you dead in the bathroom with some weird note.

[Because that makes it easier for you to sleep. Doesn't it?]

Edited 2013-07-25 23:53 (UTC)

In the event that that happens, I leave all of my ghosts to you. May they make your life a pranking hell in my stead. [Because somebody has to.] Rose gets all of my other worldly possessions and nicer Pokémon. Oh wait, I lied, not all my ghosts, sorry bro. Aradia gets the nice ones. You get all the pranksters.

You're just so kind. [Dave quips as he decides why not. He clicks his tongue and Bro shoots upward wings spread as he just glides along the winds. It's deceptive. The fact that Bro is okay with it, is a warning sign. They're nearly back to the hotel and Dave looks back at him grinning.] Hold on.

[He turns back and gives the dragon's shoulder a slap. The dragons wings close up as he tips forward, and they plummet like a stone. Has John ever seen the world rushing up to meet at a blinding speed? Well, he has now. At the last second, wings snap open and they land soundlessly before the building.]

One of us has to be. [John sits down behind Dave and holds onto Dave's shoulders lightly, clearly not expecting whatever devious things that grin may suggest.]

[By the time they're diving, John's hands have moved from Dave's shoulders to wrap around his chest so that he can hold on a little tighter. He's taken a few sky dives on Liv before so at first, he's actually laughing as they streak towards the ground, whooping a little bit. Admittedly though, Liv never cuts it quite as close as Bro just did. So the lower they go, the less excited and more worried those shouts become. In fact, he's almost screaming and practically clinging to Dave by the time they make their landing.]

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