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

[feistytrader]

It's not very polite to ask your date about your money.

[Yes. Yes, the bro stuff is nice.]

[uncouthhatcher]

[Don't say date do you not know how to be normal.

Um.]

When have I ever been polite, huh? Especially to you. [Point point.] Come on, just tell me.

[feistytrader]

...A lot.

[uncouthhatcher]

[Silver.]

[feistytrader]

You know that really nice really big TV you like?

[uncouthhatcher]

[Gold sighs happily at the thought of it and feels a deep sense of longing he'd only felt a few times. 108 inch screen, surround sound included, and on sale you could get a system with it to make it your own personal movie theater.

Perfect for watching porn on.]

I'd give an arm and a leg for it, Silv. Every time I walk by and I see it, I hear it callin' my name. Gold, it coos, buy me. But I always gotta walk away 'cause it'd cost me an arm and a leg for it. What about it?

[feistytrader]

That much.

Before you ask, the answer's no.

[uncouthhatcher]

[Oh

my

god.

Silver, Silver.

He could not get more kicked Growlithe faced.

And then, the whine.]

Siiilveeerrrr come ooooon you got all that money but you ain't gonna spend on me?! What kinda best friend are you?!

[feistytrader]

I'm not spending that much money on you unless you're dying.

[uncouthhatcher]

You're so ruthless. I gave up my manly dignity to get you [and Crys] Teddiursa stuff and you won't even buy me a TV. I'm disgusted, Silver.

[Such hurt. You've really ruined your red flag event up, Silver. The only way to get back onto the Lover's route is......

TO BUY HIM THAT TV JUST COME ON GODDAMMIT THEY CAN LIKE

BOND TOGETHER IN FRONT OF IT

AWKWARDLY I GUESS???]

[feistytrader]

[What was that? I couldn't hear you over how good this ramen is. Mmm, food.]

[uncouthhatcher]

[Do you see this, Weavile?

This is neglect right here.

Best friend neglect.

Are you really going to stand witness to this.]

[feistytrader]

[Yeah actually

you think Silver doesn't want a bigger TV? He's having trouble seeing, he should want it more than anyone.]

[uncouthhatcher]

[Yeah, seriously, why is Silver not on board with this.




Is it the whole worrying thing. What bullshit. TVs are so much better than worries, you know?]

It ain't like it'd hurt to have a bigger one, you know. You'd probably stop strainin' so much to see. [So casual.]

[feistytrader]

[...Say what now?] Who says I'm straining?

[Is it that obvious...?]

[uncouthhatcher]

I ain't blind, but you sure are. [In so many ways.] You've had pretty screwy vision since that big deal with those crazies, right? Parasee can't fix everything.

[Gold's still casual, too. But he glances over at Silver seriously.]

I've been keepin' my eye on you this whole time. Like I wouldn't notice it livin' with you and all.

[feistytrader]

...It's not that bad. Some small stuff's just a little blurry.

[Plenty of people have problems with their vision. That's no big deal...]

[uncouthhatcher]

Yeah? So you feel confident enough to go to some eye doc and get tested then?

[feistytrader]

[...] A what doctor?

[No. No doctors. No going to the doctor. Nope.]

[uncouthhatcher]

An eye doctor. They do check ups on your vision and give you glasses if you need 'em. I've got perfect vision!

[So proud. Soooo fucking proud. Hella proud. Such pride. Etc.]

[feistytrader]

I don't need a doctor. I told you, it's fine.

[uncouthhatcher]

What, are y'scared of them or something?

[feistytrader]

What? No.

[Maybe. Maybe a tiny bit.]

[uncouthhatcher]

[Time to tease!! Let's put the rest of this ramen into our stomachs and toss the remains away!]

You sure sound like it, Silver. Ain't nothing to be afraid of! Unless they try stickin' something up your butt. [Ugh.] Then I'd run for it. But eye docs don't deal with that, so.

[feistytrader]

[No. No, no, absolutely not. He is not letting a doctor anywhere near him. No.]