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[Sure, he's walking through the city today with Chobo, but he's also twirling a rose behind his back. For some reason, he just can't put it down. Though maybe he'd just give it to someone. Like Crys. Or Silver. Or something. Someone. Hell, even Chobo could eat it.

Not being a fan of chocolates or real sweet things in general, he's chocolate free.

Just.

A little more courageous than usual, maybe, though you can't tell it right off. Courageous enough to maybe, you know, ask someone out. Steady out. Out out. Dating. Life partners. Daycare couple.

Maybe.

Anyway, the important thing is that he's got something to propose ~~and someone to propose to~~ and it's gonna be faaaaantastic and food filled. Pokégear, let's shine the spotlight! Man, it's still weird to use it like this!]

Hope everyone's lovey dovey day was cool, since for sad singles like myself it's just a cruel reminder of reality. [~Dramatic~] Anyway, since that's outta the way, I've got a plan.

[He pauses, idly twirling the flower hidden from view, and grins as he pushes Chobo away from his back with his free hand.]

A cook off. We got any aspirin' chefs or something like that? I figure that with so many kinds of people from all round the galaxy or whatever there's a ton of different flavors, so it'd be fun! For everyone! Especially me, 'cause I'm gonna be judgin' it!

[Hell yeah. Free food. Free, delicious food. Mmmm. Yes. Just what one needs after a single's Valentine's Day where you got pity chocolate from your best friends.]

Any takers?

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[Ramza makes his way over in a few minutes; he makes his way straight for the equipment stands by the entrance, only giving a passing glance of curiosity at how Boco seems to be oddly attentive in clearing out some of the litter from Persephone's cage.

He already has the bridle in hand and is checking the traps by the time he catches Gold's arrival out the corner of his eye with Chobo in tow.]

It's a bit big, but it will do for now. You've ridden before?

[Chobo will go and join Boco the minute she sees him. Hi, Papa!]

Not a one of these guys, but yeah. I rode Exbo - you remember him, yeah? - all the time back home. I've got pretty good balance.

Pray you've brought a strong set of trousers, then; you'll find feathers far less comfortable than fur.

[Boco's quick to show Chobo a little paternal affection with a nuzzle and a casual preening of her crest; Ramza takes the chance while she's preoccupied to carefully eyeball the straps and bit for a fit.

...Seemed close enough. As long as Boco had her attention, he beckoned Gold over as he held out the bridle in position.]

Fit her with it thus; you'll want her to grow accustomed to your doing it.

[He's gonna have to get thicker trousers. Or a butt pillow.

Naaah couldn't be that bad!]

Alright. Hey, girly, let's get you all nice and geared up!

[What??

Oh. You want to put that thing on her. Hm. Okay. Just don't be rough, you jerk. How's it work, anyway...

After quick look at Papa and a returned nuzzle, Chobo'll tug at the bridle experimentally. She's not totally zen when he tries to put it on her because it's new things, but at least she doesn't snap his fingers off. It's his first time too. So she's pretty much just kind of half regretting it and trying to move away at the same time he's trying to fix it.]

S'alright, Chobo-- There! See? You're a fine feathered friend if I've ever seen one. [It feels weird. She doesn't know if she likes it. But it's there. Gold looks proud of himself!]

[Boco's good paternal influence might have helped a bit, if only for his cheek-nuzzling only showing that daddy was wearing his, too. Besides, Ramza could have healed any nips or scrapes Chobo would have inflicted. Probably. Either way, it was a good sign of her attachment to Gold; Reds weren't highly domesticated in Ivalice for a reason...

But her fondness for Boco might make this next part a little easier. Ramza handed Gold some reins as he quickly fixed his own set onto Boco's bridle- at this point, more a formality than anything else- and quickly swung on over the saddle.]

Careful, now, and mind her feathers as you mount her. [Seriously, Gold, for the sake your rear end as much as her feathers. Boco was well-accustomed to taking a rider, but he kept an attentive and caring eye on his daughter for her first...]

[Papa definitely helped.

Chobo watches Boco and how he let Ramza on so easily. And, because she wants to make her father proud, she tries - tries - not to let Gold's messier ascension bother her.

But honestly by the end of it she's a yard away and Gold's butt is on the ground, so. Chobo leans back to preen her uncomfortable feathers and squawk irritably at her caretaker. Anything Boco does will help honestly, even if Gold stands and pats his leg.]

Huh! Come on, Chobo, let's give it another try. We ain't gonna let birdboy and your pops beat us, right? [Gold's coaxing works her back over, and they're more successful on their second try and get it on their third. The teen's not sure if his butt hurts because of the falls or because of the feathers, but he gives Chobo an affectionate scratch on the top of her head as he looks over at Ramza.]

That's my girl. Alright, now what?

[Well, it wasn't as though most people stayed on their first time even when properly saddled... but Ramza still winced at Gold's less successful efforts. Maybe he should start seeking out leatherworkers after all, and start with a particularly well-padded set of pants...

but Gold's persistence was admirable even so, and his efforts got him on the bird's back by his third try. Ramza lets out a sigh of relief once Gold manages to stay on longer than a few seconds. He was halfway to asking Boco to toss out a heal or two.]

It's not so different from leading her by the front... most would urge her to turn by a gentle pull of the reins, and a press from your heels if you'd have her sprint. [Almost for emphasis, a gentle pull on Boco's reins had him turn to face his daughter and her rider.]

But you know Chobo better far better than I... you alone would know how to lead her and have her heed it.

[So it's just like riding Exbo! No problems then. The reins are definitely not a feature he's used to, but he can deal. Feels weird though. Higher up than on Exbo, but not as much flying freedom as Togebo. And harder on the butt too.]

Cool. [Chobo feels a little weird too, since it's her first time, and just as she starts getting comfortable:] Wanna race?

[Squawk?! What. No. Hold up.

Wait yes.]

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