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]

Are you gonna keep looking upset if I let you go?

[uncouthhatcher]

I wasn't looking upset.

[feistytrader]

It was written all over your face. [But if Gold's not gonna answer, he's gonna keep using him as a lounge. Nice and comfy...]

[uncouthhatcher]

Looks like I gotta take some lessons from you instead, huh. Yeah, yeah, I'm fine.

[Might as well be truthful. It's okay, his grins are genuine. Promise. He'll relax too.]

Just a little sick feeling.

[feistytrader]

...Okay. [He'll get up. But on his way up, he just has to add a quick statement-]

Take it easy, alright? You're still important to me, whether we're kissing or calling the pizza delivery guy. [Yeah. There. That's good.] I'm sure Crys feels the same way too.

[uncouthhatcher]

[Gold waves his hand - he's got it, he's got it, even if he's embarrassed and happy about what Silver said - and stands up himself.]

Sheesh, makin' such a scene. You're a charmer for sure. Come on, I'm gonna kick your ass while shootin' zombies in the head.

[feistytrader]

I mean it.

[But he'll let it go. What are they shooting again? Zombies?] What are zombies?

[uncouthhatcher]

[He knows. That's what makes everything tingly and nice.]

The livin' dead. Corpses come back to hunt down those who stuck them in the ground in the first place! Nothing rests in peace! It's fun.

[feistytrader]

[So they're shooting dead people. Okay.

...He's glad this is just in a video game. Could you imagine that kind of stuff actually happening...?]

[uncouthhatcher]

[Bet it'll happen.

And you know who'll be the heroes?

These two dumbfucks.]

[feistytrader]

[Let's not.

Let's just play this game, okay?]

[uncouthhatcher]

[It'll be super cool!! Back to back, fighting off the undead like there's no tomorrow, one of us getting bit or something like that and having to...

...

Yeah. Let's just play the game. Pew pew.]

[feistytrader]

[Yeah. Pew pew. It's just a game. He's got your back, Gold.]

[uncouthhatcher]

[Cool.]

You ain't a bad shot for someone who's going blind.

[feistytrader]

I'm not going blind. [And his shots are great, thank you. The sound definitely helps.]

[uncouthhatcher]

It's alright, I'll keep you close by when the lights go out.

[Though it's a little more flirtatious than he means it to sound. So close by his side.]

[feistytrader]

I mean it, Gold. My vision's not getting worse. [It just got bad, that's all. Got bad and stayed bad.

...He thinks.

...He doesn't want to think about it- and he definitely doesn't want Gold to joke about it.]

[uncouthhatcher]

[Yo. Bumping shoulders, dude.]

Chill, dude, I'm joking. Of course it ain't gonna get that bad. And even if it does, it ain't gonna be happening anytime soon. You'll be dead before then.

[But maybe he'll at least be able to see Silver in glasses, one day...]

[feistytrader]

...Yeah. There's no way it's gonna get that bad. [Right?]

[uncouthhatcher]

[Right. Gold leans a little against him - not enough to damage their scores, but enough to give him some reassuring contact.] Yeah, no way. You'll be fine. So don't worry about it, alright?

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[feistytrader]

[That's... That's really reassuring, actually. More reassuring than he's gonna admit out loud.

Even if something happens to him, he's not alone. Never alone. He's got his best friends with him.

His... His really dumb best friends.]

[feistytrader]

Zombie behind you. [He'll do his best not to worry about it. No need to make anyone worry about him for some dumb reason like what might not even happen in the future.]

[uncouthhatcher]

[It's sad, because Gold's first reaction is to actually turn around with his play gun. Totally falling for it.

And, you know, die in the game. His dramatics would get him an A in class, stumbling away and dropping against one of the other machines. Disturbing one of the locals in the process. Buzz off, dweeb--]

Tch! I got too into it. Avenge me, Silver!

[feistytrader]

[...Dweeb, huh. That's a new one.

But he puts all of his focus into the game! He will absolutely avenge Gold.

Maybe.

He's not very good at video games, but he's putting all his energy into it and doing his best.]

[uncouthhatcher]

[That's his boy.

Gold will cheer on him from the sidelines, much to the name caller's annoyance, and even if (when?) Silver loses he'll be hanging himself off his buddy.]

Not bad, not bad. Maybe I oughta take you out more often.