It's just dinner... right?

[getthehorns]

Who: Cliffjumper (getthehorns) and Rikku (machinamonkey)
Where: Olivine City, starting at Rikku's place and then out and about.
When: October 15th, evening.
Summary: Rikku and Cliff go on a daaaaaaate.
Rating: G, for copious amounts of cuteness.
Log:

[ He could do this. He could do this. It wasn't like he hadn't been on dates before.

Granted, he hadn't been on one in the last... couple... hundred years, but that was no reason to be nervous!

And yet he was still nervous. Probably moreso because the giant stick that was "hey, I have feelings for Rikku" had finally hit him scarcely twenty-four hours ago, and the last time he'd had such a revelation, he'd up and died before acting on it. This was a bit of a touchy situation.

Moreover, he had no idea what humans did for dates. Dinner, small talk. It sounded about the same. But what should he wear? Should he give her something? The only person he really had to ask was Ironhide, and that idea was instantly out. The old man didn't even like their pokémon getting friendly.

So, in a last-ditch effort, he'd headed to the local clothing store and begged advice from one of the girls working there. Well, not begged exactly, but it might have come close a couple of times. And while she'd squealed and fawned and managed to further embarrass him, Cliffjumper had to admit that she did a nice job. Dark jeans, red button-up shirt (because red would always be his color, no matter what), and a nice suit jacket over that. He did look pretty dashing. For a human. At lest he hoped so.

After adjusting his jacket for probably the fiftieth time, he finally mustered up the nerve to call down the hall towards Rikku's room. ]

Rikku? You ready to go?

[ All Spark, he hopes he doesn't sound as nervous as he feels. ]

Comments

[getthehorns]

[ For some reason- probably because his mind is still reeling- he interprets that as her laughing at him. He frowns, sitting back. ]

What's so funny?

[machinamonkey]

Nothing! Nothing!

[She grins and hugs Cliff]

I'm just really really happy!

[getthehorns]

Oh.

[ He's sort of dumbstruck for a second before it occurs to him to hug her back, a grin quickly appearing on his face. ]

Me too.

[machinamonkey]

[She just sits there, hugging Cliff and being hugged by Cliff on the beach. Her dress is going to need so much dry cleaning, but she doesn't care.

And then she has a thought]

I'm so gonna have eggs soon.

[getthehorns]

...

...

What?

[ Is that even a thing? How does that work? This is just their first date!! ]

[machinamonkey]

[It takes her a sec, but when she realizes his thought process she just dies]

Pokémon eggs! From my team! They've got this sixth sense on when I need to either feel better or celebrate and I get batches of twenty eggs!

[getthehorns]

All Spark, I thought--- Give me some context next time!

[machinamonkey]

Humans are mammals, Cliff. We don't have eggs.

[getthehorns]

Tell that to the pokémon.

[machinamonkey]

Pokémon don't count. They're Pokémon.

[getthehorns]

Yeah, but imagine my confusion when one of the first eggs I got ended up bein' a dog.

[machinamonkey]

They really need to give everyone the breeder's manual. It explains that on the first few pages.

[getthehorns]

It does?

[machinamonkey]

Well, it explains that eggs happen regardless of species, but not where they come from or why.

[getthehorns]

I probably don't wanna know where they come from or why, anyway.

[ A beat, and he tugs her into his lap. ] I'm gonna guess the fact that you think you're gonna have eggs has to do with you needing to celebrate. At least I hope so.

[machinamonkey]

[Rikku leans against Cliff, still smiling]

Of course! I'd've left already if it wasn't.

[getthehorns]

Good to know.

... So, uh... I don't really know how this... works. For humans. What do we do now?

[machinamonkey]

How does it work for you guys?

[getthehorns]

[ He opens his mouth to reply, then stops, brow creasing. ]

I-- okay, so I didn't exactly do relationships. There was kind of a war going on.

[machinamonkey]

Drat. I've never been in one, either. I was too busy salvaging and saving Spira.

[getthehorns]

Well okay. New territory for the both of us.

[machinamonkey]

Yeah. I know one thing though!

[getthehorns]

Yeah? What's that?

[machinamonkey]

You're a really good kisser.

[And with that, she tugs him down for another one]

[getthehorns]

[ He was actually going to say "Really?", but he gets cut off rather effectively. So instead, he'll loop his arms around her and kiss her back. ]