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Who: Jane Crocker

healium, John Egbert

ghostytrainer and Dave Strider

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Where: Saffron City
When: March 8th, around dinnertime!
Summary: Jane finally makes it to Kanto and her Poppop and Dave come to meet up with her.
Rating: PG
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[While Jane managed to get in on the sixth, sitting around in Saffron wasn't all that of a bad plan while waiting for John and Dave to arrive. They still had a couple days to fly, after all, and it let her get a chance to think of nothing but the old Pokemon games. Saffron certainly hadn't changed much, other than the Gym moving and there being an empty dojo to the north, but her fuzzy memory makes her think it's always been there.

With the latest messages from texting the guys, Jane knew that her timing would be good and they would come walking through the center doors soon, and then she can take them to the little suite she rented so they can have a good meal before they all get some shut eye. Really, staying busy and over cleaning the rooms kept her from thinking much.]

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[It had started as a joke when they were flying. John wanted to show up in a mustache and dorky disguise. He hadn't worked to ruin his cool not unless they were going big and suggested...sombreros and going way over the top. Which is how things snowballed until he's walking through the center doors as if he owns the place in the most ridiculous get up.

What can he say. Go big or go home.]

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[John just wanted to cheer Jane up, okay? And what better way than showing up in a silly disguise? Call it Crockbert intuition, but John was positive that this would at least get a smile out of Jane if not a laugh.]

[And those were two things she was in dire need of right now.]

[So like Dave, John is also decked out in a sombrero and one of the fake mustaches Jane got him for Christmas.]

[¡Olé!]

[Really, all she can do is just stare at first.

Stepping in closer and flipping those sombreros up just enough to get a real good look, as if making sure they are who she thinks they are, it's only then that Jane can't... contain any sorts of giggles and laughs. Slowly letting the sombreros go and trying to hold her sides, she is just going to keep laughing so hard she isn't making a sound. Oh good god she needed this laugh, even with tears now managing to run down her face again.]

[There's one thing he can do to make this worse. Or would that be better? Dave makes a show of gathering himself then spreads his hands and puts some gusto into his greeting. He's a go big sort of dude so there's some Spanish accent in there too.] O la, Crocker.

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[John does not add to Dave's greeting verbally but rather pulls a set of maracas out from behind his back and gives them a little shake. This is totally meant for emphasis and you had better bet that whenever Dave opens his mouth and says something ridiculous, John is going to be there to back it up with maracas.]

[This is ~~not~~ stupid!!]

[This is all so stupid but Jane can't stop laughing and she actually winds up backing up into a chair, her glasses pushed up and holding her face.]

Oh. My god. Oh my goodness gracious good loving god.

[That's what he'd been after and he pads over to settle to one side of her chair. Dave's lips twitch but stay neutral.] So, want to do anything before we flap off? Or wait here then take the early morning dragon?

[And of course, John has to mirror this, so he settles himself on Jane's other side with a rattle of the maracas before adding in a whisper:]

Psst, picking option two means I will whip you up a delicious breakfast.

[No he is not trying to sway her opinion because he's tired, what are you talking about?]

[gkdjskdfldfaljhhajkfkfdjklj boys what are you doing!? Holding her face still, she shakes her head rapidly and then drops her hands.]

No, no, we're staying here the night. You both need a rest and I made a giant dinner than I am not leaving behind. Come on you silly busters, let's get you fed. [Still giggling and wiping some tears of laughter off her face, Jane swipes one of those maracas to bat them both on the shoulder with it.] Good god where did you get these and those hats?

[Oh. Dinner. Dave perks right up at the thought of a Jane dinner. Wait wait, oh shit. He fends off her swatting with a lazy grin.] But Senorita it has brought you great joy!

Why question it?

[They're being awesome, that's what.]

[But fuck yes, dinneeeeeerrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!!!]

Ah hey! [He rubs at his shoulder, laughing.] Give that back! How can I make beautiful dried bean harmonies with only one maraca? It can't be done, Jane!

Because you both look absolutely ridiculous! [Shaking that maraca at John, she tries to swipe the other with a giggled laugh, moving to get up and gesturing for them to follow.]

I guess it means I'll be the one in charge of making beautiful dried bean harmonies while you say ai-ai-ai-yai or something of the sort, while Dave busts a sombrero dance out.

Yes, this should happen. John is great at the ai-ai-ai part. He should get right on that. [He means the worse. Dave is better at it but he has some measure of pride. Also shame. He pokes at Jane to distract her so his best bro can reclaim his maracas. This is what best friends do.]

[Wow scuze you, Dave. John is the best singer. ~~Yeah no.~~ Just remember though...you asked for this.]

With pleasure. Ai-ai-ai....yaionk!!

[Taking advantage of the opening Dave made for him, John makes an attempt to grab the other maraca back from Jane, having kept a firm grip on the second one. No way is he going to let her have both, no sir.]

[Squeaking from the poke and letting out a noooooo at the maraca being taken, Jane turns then to shake her maraca all menacingly at Dave, her now empty hand darting to return those pokes.] Now look what you've done, my shaking power is only at half strength!

[He sucks in a breath to keep from making any noise and uses both hands to poke at her.] You know how it is, Jane. I have to back up my bro!

[Man, at this rate he's going to start laughing.]

[Laughing "maniacally", John gives both maracas a hearty shake now that he's back at full power once more.]

Sorry, Jane but he's right! It's pretty much demanded of him by the bro code.

Then he'll have to suffer a terrible fate!

[Don't think she didn't notice Dave trying not to laugh, her pokes are super effective and since both maracas are back in John's custody, Jane has both hands free to tickle Dave; he seems to have all the same tickle spots that Roxy does.]

[Dave tenses up when Jane starts getting his ticklish spot. He's quick to curl up to defend them with a surprised laugh.] Hey! No, that's just cheating!

Ahhhh no!!! Why this!? He was so young and he had his whole life ahead of him!!! For it to be cut so tragically short by this fate worse than death! Oh what am I to do?!

[He slips a maraca into each of his back pockets before moving to give Dave a hand...almost literally. Two can play at the tickling game! Knowing his own weak points as far as this terrible game is concerned, John aims for both of Jane's sides, wiggling his fingers rapidly over her shirt.]

[Jerking and downright squealing at the pokes and tickles, Jane lets Dave off the hook to jump up and move to avoid John's hands, giggling hard.] Nooo! None of that, Poppop! You're supposed to join the Crocker side and get free cookies for taking out Mr. Strider here!

[Dave catches his breath as he looks to John with a gleam in his eye. Mischief is afoot and he is answering the siren call.] Oh no, she's offering a bribe John. You won't leave me to join the dark side will you?

[Sorry, Jane. Your bribe has no effect, to the surprise of probably nobody in this room except you. John still isn't a fan of baked goods and he's still tickling you.]

Fear not for a Jedi such as myself will always be able to resist the sugary sweet lure of the dark side. Nice try, Darth Crocker!! But no dice!

[Laughing still, Jane tries to catch those tickling hands with more squirming. Noooooo!!!!!]

Oh no fair, does that mean I am all alone over here?! Who are my partners in crime, at least tell me that much! [My Sith lords, where art thou? Your Darth needs you!]

Sith Lord Lalonde is too far away to help you. You're at the mercy of a pair of sweet looking Jedis. [In mexican garb and looking ridiculous. Also stache, nuff said.]

[Best Jedis.]

Shhh! Be careful Master Dave. To speak her name is to draw her attention!! She may be lightyears away but she is a tricky mistress of the Dark Side and she has her ways!

[Okay so Sith Lords apparently function on the Voldemort principle now? Okay.]

I bet she's reaching for her phone right now, since you've gone and said her name. [Hoo hooing, Jane manages to free herself from tickling hands and dart down the hallway, half leading the way to the late dinner she's made.]

No she's kicking back with a cup of tea or coffee and smiling that dark little smile. It means bad things, bad things. [He darts after Jane, hot on her heels and reaching to sweep her up. He's taller and thus longer legged. Get ready.]

Only the darkest things. [He gives a sage nod, only to realize that Jane has both escaped his clutches and run away. Well this just won't stand. John scrambles after them.]

H-hey wait for me!

[You're both hella RUDE.]

[Turning and swatting at Dave's hands whenever he reaches, she ducks into the room and runs to try and put the table between herself and the boys. Hope they're hungry, because that table is full of food! Beef stroganoff, a salad, a pie for dessert, soda and water and yes, even apple juice.]

Come on, enough hearing me squeal! [FOOD IS A GOOD DISTRACTION, RIGHT???]

[See the problem with going really fast when what you're chasing is smaller and has that knack of turning quickly is that your brakes don't work as well. If Dave had his real speed it wouldn't be an issue. He's still not quite used to being reduced to normal speed and he turns to turn the moment she does. His feet slide and he whacks right into the doorframe with a solid THWAP of impact.

He staggers away from it with all the dignity of a cat trying to play off smashing into the sliding glass door.

Inwardly his mind is going 'oooooooooowwwwwwwwwwww', while outwardly he recovers and blinks.] Holy- You really went all out.

[John. Missed it.]

[Dave ran smack into a doorframe and he fucking missed it. Sure he heard the THWAP and he can clearly see Dave staggering now, but he missed the glorious moment of contact. He didn't get the chance to immortalize it forever in his memory.]

[Fuck.]

[But oh hey, food. Food makes this slightly better only not really but he's hungry and this all smells amazing so, if nothing else, he can't be too upset.]

Damn, no kidding!

[Jane was in the prime seat for seeing Dave whump right into the doorframe and despite laughing hard, she's going around the table to gently tug his arm so she can make sure he's not hurt too bad.]

Oh gosh, are you okay? That sounded pretty bad! But yes, yes, both of you sit down and eat. I don't want leftovers, alright?

[His pride suffered a dent but other than that Dave is fine. He adjusts his slightly askew shades with one hand.] It's cool. Not like that will do anything to me.

[Leftovers? Oh there wouldn't be any. He shakes his head and proceeds over to the table. Chow down time.]

I think we can manage to keep leftovers from being a thing.

[Let's face it, this is probably the first real food they've eaten since they left Pewter. John could eat a horse at this point and stroganoff is way better than horse, he's pretty sure. Not that he's eaten a horse before but he's pretty sure stroganoff is better.]

[He joins Dave at the table, all to happy to dig in as well.]

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...tmw you swear you responded to something but you actually didn't orz

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