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?

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[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.

[feistytrader]

[...] Are you sure? You seem kinda nervous and worked up about it.

[...Wasn't being nervous one of those things Gold brought up about crushes?...]

[uncouthhatcher]

[DON'T

WHY

PLEASE.

DON'T.

GOD.

At least Silver can see Gold's pink face now. Hahahaha.]

Don't think too hard on it.

[feistytrader]

[Why is your face pink.

...Gold.

...]

I don't really have to. [Gold is fitting all of his own criteria.

...But at the same time, it's him. And Gold already said he likes girls. So. So that's that...?]

[uncouthhatcher]

[So, that's that...]

Yeah. Good.

[... Hold up.]

What the hell is that supposed to mean?

[feistytrader]

It means that you promised me a meal.

[A non answer and topic changer all in one.]

[uncouthhatcher]

[You ass. He's grabbing Silver's hand.



Yeah keep holding it it's okay.]

What're you feeling like? It ain't gonna be anything fancy though, since I know you'd probably feel pretty put off by it.

[feistytrader]

Up to you. [He's up for just about anything.]

[uncouthhatcher]

[Cool. In that case, let's blow this joint and go steal from a stand.




I mean, buy it properly. Right. Look, Gold seems to be more cheerful now that they're out of that dreadful situation movie.]

How's street food sound? We can pick something up on the way home.

[feistytrader]

In that case, watch and learn.

[Come, Gold. It's time you learned the art of free meals.] If anyone asks, you have no money.

[uncouthhatcher]

[What why--

Oh.

This is morally bad. Not a good thing to do at all.]

Yeah, no problem. Chobo's gettin' pretty hungry now since she's growin' anyway...

[But why not let's steal something. It's just food.]

[feistytrader]

[Good, because he is moving directly into steal a free meal mode.

And everything he needs is written all over his face. He looks hungry. Hungry and kind of embarrassed about it.

He's slow and cautious to approach the noodle stand- Weavile, by this point, has long since been sent out and is nowhere near him. He takes his time looking over the prices, and looks a little more discouraged at every price he sees- and the look on his face has clearly already gained the vendor's sympathy. This kid looks thin and disheveled. When was the last time he had a good meal?]