prank #6 | text/action for rose

[ghostytrainer]

[John returned to the hotel later that day after a particularly...interesting training session. At least Flighty Broad had managed to gain a few levels, even though she still didn't seem to keen on responding to Rose.]

[But that's okay, they could work on that later. Now it was time to go visit the real Rose. Standing in the lobby, he tried typing out a message while holding Casey. This proved difficult not only because of how physically awkward it was, but also because Casey seemed to want to push all the pretty buttons on the pokégear.]

No. Stop that. Bun! No...Casey! Buneary! Caseeeyyy!!!

[They spend precisely five minutes on this nonsense. Eventually he manages to send his message though.]

okay i'm back at the hotel.
so...where's your room?

Comments

[usedwindything.livejournal.com]

See what?

[Awkwardly, he drapes her over his shoulder, grabbing one of her wrists and putting his other arm around her waist.]

[therapeuticguns.livejournal.com]

I'm not that coordinated right now.

[[She holds on, letting him guide her to her room.]]

[usedwindything.livejournal.com]

Well, I'm coordinated enough for both of us! So it's fine!

[He laughs, but even so it takes a while for him to guide her to her room. He may have ~amazing~ coordination, but that didn't magically change the fact that he was a scrawny thirteen year old boy and the positioning was kind of awkward.]

[He lead her to her bed, sitting her down on the edge and falling into a sitting position next to her. It was far from graceful, in fact it was more like they flopped into a sitting position, rather than sitting down gracefully.]

See? We made it!

[therapeuticguns.livejournal.com]

[[A soft chuckle was given in response, though even as they sat there she didn't pull away right away. Mostly because she really was starting to fall asleep, and had yet to realize they had reached their destination. He was just so comfy.]]

[usedwindything.livejournal.com]

[He nudged her gently and tries to get a look at her face without moving too much. It doesn't really work.]

Hey, you're not falling asleep right now are you?

[therapeuticguns.livejournal.com]

Hm?

[[Blink blink.]]

I suppose I am.

[[Sort of sits up, only to lean against him again. She's going to be out like a light soon, John.]]

[usedwindything.livejournal.com]

[Every flustered feeling that he'd completely forgotten about during his efforts to help Rose suddenly hit him like a ton of bricks. He was already confused as hell about all this and the fact that it looked like Rose was about to fall asleep on his shoulder wasn't helping any. Shit, what was he supposed to do in this kind of situation?]

Here...just...

[He shifted a bit, repositioning them both so it was easier for him to nudge her into laying down on the bed. He stood up and walked back into the den, returning a few moments later with her Eevee, setting it down on the bed next to Rose.]

Um...

[therapeuticguns.livejournal.com]

[[Rose watches him a moment before yawning, pulling the Eevee close.]]

Thank you, John.

[heirconditioner.livejournal.com]

You're welcome.

[He scratches the back of his head and rocks back onto his heels a bit.]

Get some rest, alright? I'll stop by and check on you tomorrow if you want.

[therapeuticguns.livejournal.com]

I believe I would enjoy that if you did.

[[Smile smile. Too bad she doesn't do this when well, huh?]]

Good night John.

[heirconditioner.livejournal.com]

Uh...n-night!

[He waves and then turns on his heel and marches right on out of there, scooping Casey up on the way out (she looks pretty sad to be leaving so soon). Once her door is safely closed behind him, he leans against it and exhales nervously.]

Did she just say...was that a...a smile? What...ohmygoditouchedherwaist.

Buneary!

[He seriously considered pulling out his pokégear and giving Karkat a call (he had said that he could ask anything), but ultimately decided against it. This was just too much to think about right now.]

[He sighed, pushed himself off of her door and made his way back to his room, head spinning. He really hoped Karkat wasn't going to bring any of this up tomorrow, though somehow doubted that would happen.]