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[ghostytrainer]

Who: John Egbert and Rose Lalonde (And introducing the new friend: Dave Strider)
Where: Vermilion City
When: 11/18/12
Summary: Rose wakes up from her spontaneous coma (canon update) and John takes her on a highly romantic date in a Dragonair gondola. Be jelly.
Rating: PG for language and teenage butt-touching.
Log:

Since this wasn't the first time it had happened and, overall, it was hardly a rare occurrence in this world, John hadn't been too terribly worried when Rose passed out the previous Sunday. He knew she'd be back up again in a week or so, though that still hadn't prevented him from spending more time inside the room than out. After all, what if she woke up early?

He was pretty sure that was a thing that could happen, so better safe than sorry!

But there was one thing that he did have to leave the room for that he just couldn't avoid and that was work. But it was honestly a good thing he had, because if he had called out? He probably wouldn't have been able to concoct the date plan he was currently waiting to put into motion. It just needed one last thing, and that was a conscious Rose.

Okay, well technically a conscious John as well. Because at around 8 in the morning, he was just as unconscious as Rose, lying next to her in the bed with an arm over her and Michael J. the Zorua nestled between them. Rose's face is covered in a variety of marker doodles, the most prominent being a proclamation of "i love butts." scrawled across her forehead. Though there's also some kitty whiskers and more than likely at least one penis because apparently Dave wanted to play too. Seems the boys got a little bored while Rose was unconscious.

Aaaa lazy Sundays. Aren't they great?

Comments

[moveslikestrider]

AUGH. She always does this and all he wants to do now is cover his face and swear. Which he promptly does as he back steps. It's time to nope the hell out of here. God, what did he walk into. He really isn't going to think too hard on this. Ever. Starting now. "No see, my agenda is to ollie outie now. This ship has crashed and burned. They're trying to drown the survivors with big sticks." Another step towards the door and he shuts up because John has good advice.




Sometimes.

[ghostytrainer]

She's terrible, isn't she? Just awful. The worst. And it's for that reason that John decides to mouth 'Thank you. Please go.' to Dave instead of actually saying it. Because he's sure Rose would have some comment to make on it. Hopefully she can't see his mouth moving though.

Run Dave, run. Ollie outie like you've never ollied before!

[tentacletrainer]

Rose just leans forward, laying out over his legs and propping her chin up on a hand, elbow resting in between his legs. "You just keep telling yourself that, Dave."

Aaaand there's a wink.

[moveslikestrider]

It's like an ignition switch, Dave's face goes from normal to scarlet in under two seconds. He somehow manages to get in the doorway, fumbling for the doorknob. "Look just. Stop the wink and don't get him pregnant." Now he's pulling the door closed with a muttered 'oh my god.'

[tentacletrainer]

"I make no promises!" That sure was shouted through the door. And once that parting phrase is made, she turns back to look at John.

"How are you surviving back there?"

[ghostytrainer]

Thank god Rose can't see his face right now. It's just as red as Dave's was when he left the room. How Rose can be so calm about this, he'll never understand. What a weirdo.

"John Egbert is gone from this world. He was unable to survive his dignity escaping out his ears and died while trapped beneath his girlfriend's exquisite rear end. Alas, poor Egbert."

[tentacletrainer]

"Oh come on, John." She snorts, sitting up and turning around. Still sitting on him, but turning around anyway. Why? So she can lay down along his back, burying her face in his shoulder a little. "Though exquisite, is it?"

[ghostytrainer]

"Yes. A veritable crown jewel among butts. A butt every butt should strive to be like. A bu--pffahahaha. Okay, if I say butt one more time I think I may actuall-- crap! I already said it again!"

He's giggling now though, at least? Clearly he is not actually mad or dead or anything. Just horribly embarrassed still, but that will go away with time.

[tentacletrainer]

She's giggling as well. "Well then. It's good to know that it's a worthy butt to parallel yours in this relationship."

[ghostytrainer]

"Okay, can we stop talking about butts now? I think I really might die if I hear the word 'butt' one more time in this conversation."

Die of laughter, of course. Real mature.

"And would you mind getting off of me so that I can actually hug you now? If you are lucky, I might even give you a 'Good morning, I missed you! Welcome back to the world of the conscious' kiss too.

Though morning breath, ewww.

[tentacletrainer]

"I suppose I can stop referencing derrieres within this conversation. If it would please you." A wiggle of her eyebrows that he can't see, but surely he can feel them through the osmosis power of boyfriance hood. And then she rolls off, laying beside him and waiting for him to come and envelope her in his warm embrace.

[ghostytrainer]

"It would and it does, yes. Thank you very much."

Well, boyfriance osmosis powers aside, at this point John knows Rose well enough that he expects there either a smirk or an eyebrow wiggle after a comment like that.

She doesn't have to wait long for her hug though. Those arms are around her in no time at all as he pulls her into a close hug. He slips a kiss to her forehead somewhere in the ensuing multitude of face-to-hair nuzzles that come along with said hug. "Good morning, I missed you. How was your nap? Since, you know you just HAD to take one right this very second. Couldn't wait!!"

[tentacletrainer]

"I really couldn't. There were very important matters to attend to back home, okay? Very important. Like dealing with your best friends increasing clinging." Chuckling, she sneaks a kiss to his jaw. "But I had to come back, because I have equally as important matters here."

[ghostytrainer]

"Damn right, you do! You have a badge to get and we have travel preparations to make! We have a party to go to, remember? You will have to tell me about your adventures back home later though. You stink."

He's joking, obviously, but at the same time, Rose hasn't bathed in a week. Better do something about that, girlie.

[tentacletrainer]

"That's not what I was referring to, but I suppose those are all important things as well." Chuckling, she starts squirming a little. "Well if it's that unpleasant, let me go and I'll go bathe." And then a wicked and teasing grin crosses her face. "Unless you'd like to join me. Then you wouldn't have to leave my company."

[ghostytrainer]

"Oh my god, away with you, stink-girl!!!" And with that, he shoves her away playfully. This is incredibly silly though then again: when are these two NOT silly? "But before you go, what were you referring to, exactly. Do share with the rest of the class."

[tentacletrainer]

"Maybe you'll get a chance to see later." She says this as she gets out of the bed. "If the right time comes." AND TO THE BATHROOM wrapped in a shroud of mystery.

[ghostytrainer]

"Hey! What is that supposed to mean?!" He pushes himself up a bit, propping himself on his elbows. "Oh hell no, don't you dare do the dramatic walking away and leaving me hanging in suspense thi-- Rose."

Son of a bitch she did the dramatic walking away and leaving him hanging in suspense thing. Wow. Talk about rude. Oh well. He'll let her enjoy her shower. Meanwhile he'll just...make the bed and think about maybe shooting Dave a text to clear this whole mess up.

...would that be a good idea or a bad one. He's really not sure.

[tentacletrainer]

Sorry, John. She's not showering.

She's bathing.

Which means it could be a while before you see her again! Though the water sure does turn off after a pretty short amount of time! Curious, huh?

[ghostytrainer]

Oh. Well fine then, okay. Be that way, Rose. He sees how it is. You've been unconscious for a week and gone back home where you haven't heard from him in a year so obviously the answer here is to go have yourself some Rose time.

He sees how it is.

He'll just sit out here then. And stare at his pokegear for a while actually no. You know what? He's going to go get started on breakfast. That's what he's going to do. French toast sounds good to him, yes. Delicious french toast.

[tentacletrainer]

You'll be making her some, right? Because it sounds delicious to her, even if she isn't part of your mind conversation. But hey, she won't be too long, okay? She does want to see you after all.

[ghostytrainer]

Of course. What kind of boyfriance would he be if he only made breakfast for himself? Hell, may as well make some for everybody while he's at it. Because if he doesn't, who will?

He hums to himself a little as he works on breakfast. As he's mixing the egg and cinnamon together, Casey peeks her head in the kitchen, sniffing the air before scampering over to watch her daddy cook.

"Hehe, and good morning to you too! Where have you been hiding all morning, huh?"

The Lopunny just squeaks a little in response, keeping her eyes on the bread as he soaks it in the mixture.

"Well that didn't answer my question, but of course you can have a piece too." There's a happy chitter as Casey throws her arms around John in a backways hug. French toast, French toast, French toast!!!

[tentacletrainer]

While Casey hugs onto him like that, there's a soft nudging against his knee. Guile seems to have slipped in while John wasn't looking and is now asking the same question. Can she have a piece? Would that be okay?

[ghostytrainer]

John doesn't even have to look down to know who that is. He just laughs and sets the bread to start soaking. "Good morning to you too, Guile. I am guessing you would like French toast too?"

[tentacletrainer]

She merely chirps, knowing well enough that John understands her without her needing to communicate telepathically with him. Yes John. She would.