1 [video] killed the radio star

[uncouthhatcher]

[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?

Comments

[uncouthhatcher]

Yeah.

[... But now he feels like a jerk for ruining Silver's movie experience.

Frick.

Sigh.]

But I'm gonna be bugged if I don't see the rest of it anyway, I guess. And I don't wanna leave my cute date on his own. I ain't that much of a jerk.






[he said it ahahaha]

[feistytrader]

[Well alrighty then, th...anks...

Cute... Date?...]

[uncouthhatcher]

[Cute date...

... Maybe a little homo. Judging by how they're sitting and all. Play it cool. Play it. Cool.]

What, no sassy reply about how I wasn't gonna leave anyway or that I'm actually really into this dumb movie? I'm disappointed, Silver. I thought for sure you'd have something. [Yeah that's right just joke it off.

Like you do everything else.

Perfect.]

1/2

[feistytrader]

[Hang on could you hold up a second, he's. He's still stuck on cute date.]

[feistytrader]

...You weren't gonna leave anyway.

[I mean it's not like Blue hasn't called him cute before or something like that, right-

But it's a little different when it's Gold, and it has a completely different context.

Or maybe it means a lot less than he's making it out to be.

...There's no easy way to find out which.]

[uncouthhatcher]

[Silver.

Silver this isn't how their banter goes.

Get on the same page and stop sounding so half-assed.

It makes it harder for Gold to push off icky feelings. And he's just as half hearted in reply.]

Yeah, whatever. It's just a dumb movie.

[Even if he keeps glancing at Silver now. Shit. Was that too weird? Nah, it's fine, it's cool. Right? Right.

It's not a conscious decision on Gold's part, but he's rubbing Silver's shoulder with his thumb in a little circle.]

[feistytrader]

[It's.

Just a dumb movie.

The movie is now the last thing on his mind.

...He would like the movie to be the first thing on his mind again, and he's not particularly shy about opening his mouth.]

You don't like me, do you? [...That sounds like he's accusing him of it. No, it's just a fact, because-] You like girls. And Crys. [And Crys is a girl, so that was. Kind of redudant, wasn't it.

That's not what he meant, but he's made his point clear enough without backtracking to correct himself.]

1/2

[uncouthhatcher]

[Why are you so direct and blunt holy hell can you not.





See the most troubling part of this is that Gold actually has to think about it. He'd really like to just stay like this but no he moves his awkward arm back to his own side and sucks their soda dry before answering.

Sorry Silver.]

Yeah, right. I like girls. They're great. Soft. Real nice to look at. A joy to be around. Things like that.

[uncouthhatcher]

[But the fact is

is that he can pretty much replace Crys in some of his thoughts with Silver and that's kind of. Yeah.]

What, you got a crush on me? I wouldn't blame ya, but... I dunno man.

[feistytrader]

[...Man. Hit the nail on the head, huh.

...Or that's what he thought, until Gold throws a question back at him. Does he have a crush on Gold? He doesn't think so, but...]

I don't know. I've never had a crush before. [That's the best answer he can give.]

[uncouthhatcher]

[He knows he shouldn't be surprised.

And he isn't, actually.]

Tsk, tsk. How're you ever gonna know then, huh? Lemme see if I can help out... [Because, for some reason, he wants to know. He can't just drop it. Fucking hell.] It ain't all Butterfree and stuff. There's that nervousness of like, being around them sometimes when the mood's right or askin' them out...

[Which is why he had a rose to help him. Right.]

But they're like, someone who you like bein' around no matter what and you wanna get to know them even when you've been friends for years just 'cause. You'd pretty much do anything to stay by their side. I guess.

[Gross this sounds sappy as shit. Quick, become cool and manly.]

And you think they're smokin'! Seriously hot! Like daaamn, you fiiine and all. That. Ha. Yeah.

[destroy gold kthxs because he miiiight have a crush on silver]

[feistytrader]

[...Alright, he doesn't get any of the first things, but...

...Someone you like being around no matter what.

Someone you wanna get to know even if you've been friends for years just because.

You'd do pretty much anything to stay by their side...

...And you think they're attractive.

...]

I guess I do, then. [Four out of five counts, right?]

1/3

[uncouthhatcher]

Yeah, I didn't think you'd--

[uncouthhatcher]

[WAIT A FRICK FRACK]

[uncouthhatcher]

[Oh.





oh.]

... Seriously?

[There's no way. There's noooo way. Oh god. Oh man. Shit, what now? His heart's gotta be louder than this stupid movie.]

[feistytrader]

Yeah. And Crys.

[...Uh-] And Yellow and big sis.

[...] I guess Master Lance, too. [He likes spending lots of time with Master Lance in the few opportunities he gets to. He always learns something new and comes out tougher because of it.

...But the fact that he can count Master Lance probably means that he's not quite getting it...]

[uncouthhatcher]

[... Man. That's.

Disappointing.

Why is he not relieved.

Why is he disappointed.

Oh man.

He likes Silver, doesn't he.

Why doesn't he have more popcorn this sucks.]

If you can count that guy, then you ain't got it. Forget I tried to explain and just watch the dumb movie's ending.

[feistytrader]

[...Well, there's no one else that he can ask... Except for Crys, and Crys is gonna have enough of a handful to deal with.

He drops it, but it's definitely still on his mind, and he can't help but look at Gold a few times while trying to figure it out.

(What movie?)]

[uncouthhatcher]

[Stop that.

Stop looking over at him he can feel you doing that, Silver, because he knows you.

It's embarrassing and he's happy it's dark.

Gold just hopes that by the time the lights start coming back on that he'll have a grip on himself, what a sucky day.]

What?

[feistytrader]

[Silver shakes his head. He's not gonna share until he figures it out.

...But Gold looks annoyed.] What's wrong?

[uncouthhatcher]

[Gold'll shake his head too. Because he needs to accept it, even if he's figured it out. He's kind of in half denial. Nah, no way does he like Silver. It's just been a weird day. That's all.

Even if his stomach is like in total turmoil hahahaha.

(He likes both his best friends and that's okay.)]

Nothing. Next time we come here [on a date] let's make sure we get something awesomely action packed, alright? This was a snoozefest.

[Yup, brushing it off.]

[feistytrader]

You get to pick next time. [And pay. That's the important part here: money.]

[uncouthhatcher]

[Of course he'll pay, you're supposed to pay for dates you offer.





Conceal, don't feel, put on a show. One wrong move and everyone will know.]

You bet! It'll be a great pick, promise. You're gonna regret takin' me to this movie when I'm done with you.

[feistytrader]

Hopefully it'll have robots. [That's all he could possibly hope for in a movie. Big robots on a big screen...]

[uncouthhatcher]

And big monsters, too. It'll be fun.

[... Well.]

Not that this wasn't fun and all. Not my kind of movie, but uh... [Why is he suddenly bad at this??] I did have fun with you and all. Going on dates ain't so bad. I guess.