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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

[ghostytrainer]

"Oh nothing! I was just waiting to see exactly where it was we were going on this date, that's all!"

He still has that bemused smile on his face. Rose, how could you lead when you don't even know what he has planned. Come on, now.

[tentacletrainer]

With a snort, she leans against a wall. "Well, I figured we could start the date off with some good old fashioned training in the snow. In our underwear, of course. There's nothing more bracing than that. After that, we'd go ahead and sit under some freezing cold waterfall somewhere. And then we'd finish up with some healthy vegetarian protein shakes." She pushes herself off the wall and approaches him once again with a grin. "Nothing says bonding like a rigorous couple's training regimen, right?"

[ghostytrainer]

"Well damn, I think you just lined up our next date for us. Because I wholeheartedly agree, nothing says 'I love you' like getting hypothermia together. Now we just need to wait for it to get cold enough to snow."

He reaches out and takes her hand once she's close enough, grinning from ear to ear.

"Shouldn't be too much longer though." Since, you know...it's almost December and all.

[tentacletrainer]

"My thoughts exactly." And she kisses his cheek. "Alright, Mr. Leader, lead on!"

[ghostytrainer]

"Friend." He's still not the leader, Rose. He never will be. He is just a friend who in your case happens to be your boyfriend and also your fiance. In any case, he all too happily leads her out the front doors and into the town.

Wherever it is they're going, it's a decent ways away from the inn. John swings their hands a little as they walk, humming as he leads Rose past the Center, past a few houses, the mart, some more houses, and eventually to what appears to be a man-made canal near the docks.

[tentacletrainer]

Rose says nothing to that, just shaking her head with a little chuckle. But oh, where are they going? She's becomes curiouser and curiouser the further they move, and her curiosity peaks as they approach the canal.

"What have you been up to while I was gone?"

[ghostytrainer]

"Oh, not a whole lot. Mostly working, occasionally watching you sleep, making sure Dave stays out of trouble, you know. The usual."

He doesn't even seem to have realized the somewhat awkward slip up he made there, as he just continues talking while leading Rose down some stone steps and towards the canal. "That's where I heard about this though. Work, I mean. Not those other things. Anyway, it sounded pretty much perfect so of course I had to go check it out for myself. And with you unconscious, I had plenty of time to get this all figured out and more or less set up..."

He stops at the edge of the water. 'This' apparently refers to a gondola. But not just any gondola...a Dragonair gondola. Because this is the World of Pokemon and nothing can be normal.

[tentacletrainer]

She stares at it a moment, and then at him. And then back to the gondola. Rose then smiles and leans against John a little.

"You are wonderful. Did you know that?"

[ghostytrainer]

He giggles a little.

"Well I do try. What are we waiting for though? Get in, get in! It didn't set this up just for you to stare at it."

Shoo, shoo! Get in the boat, gurl.

[tentacletrainer]

Laughing she does as told, shooing and getting into the boat as carefully as possible. Once sitting down, she watches John expectantly.

[ghostytrainer]

He climbs in after her, giggling a little to himself with an under the breath comment of "Don't rock the boat." Instead of sitting down opposite Rose, however, he picks up the oar from the bottom of the boat and moves to the back of the gondola. There, he bends down a little, resting a hand on the rope keeping the little boat docked.

"Ready?"

[tentacletrainer]

She gives him a rather unsure look. John, you're steering? Do you know how to drive a gondola?

"I think so."

[ghostytrainer]

Rose, you've been out for a week. Do you really think he didn't practice this before hand? Give him some credit here.

"What's that look for? Don't worry, I won't crash the boat. Or rock it. Or both."

And with that, he unties the gondola and pushes off the dock lightly with the oar.

"Here we go!"

[tentacletrainer]

Well she still has to wonder, okay? Just in case. But as they move, she clutches to her seat lightly - hopefully going unnoticed - and watches John. Just at first. "I have the utmost faith in you."

[ghostytrainer]

Went right over his head. You're good, Rose. It's all good. Once they're far enough away from the water's edge, a look of concentration falls into place on John's face. It's time to shine now. Time to put the past couple of days of hurried gondola-steering lessons to use! He can do this.

He is the boat-driving master.

It is him.

[tentacletrainer]

Is she good? Or is it just that he's concentrating and being the boat-driving master? Either way, she's grateful, and she eventually eases her grip as they go along. This is nice. Once again, John knows how to pick their dates.

[ghostytrainer]

Probably a little of both. Once John is comfortable and confident enough in what he's doing, he relaxes, a smile crossing his face.

This is nice. Not that he expected it to be anything other than that, but still. He even managed to time it just right for the sunset. Just as planned.

"We should come back and do this again sometime in the summer, what do you think? I bet it's even prettier then."

[tentacletrainer]

"I like that idea. Though I bet it would be pretty any time of year." Then again, she loves pretty much every season. Save for when Johto decides to bake them.

She's not very fond of that.

After a moment, she's back to watching John. "You look like you've been doing that for years. Or at least a week."

[ghostytrainer]

"Haha, week is closer. The service has ferrymen for this sort of thing...gondolamen? People? Anyway, people to steer the boats but I kinda just wanted this to be...you know. Me and you time."

[tentacletrainer]

There's a hum of agreement from her. "Good choice."

[ghostytrainer]

"I'm glad you agree." A few more strokes of the oar. "So you think you're done with passing out on me for weeks at a time?"

[tentacletrainer]

"I can make no promises, but I certainly hope so." She wanted to be done with passing out. It wasn't any fun, no matter all the neat things she learned back home.

[ghostytrainer]

"Me too. It's too quiet when you're not around."

He's clearly making a jab at her here. Gosh, ROse. You talk too much.

[tentacletrainer]

Well she gets the jab there, laughing. "My sincerest apologies. I'll do my best to develop sleep talking so you may listen to my prattle no matter if I'm awake or otherwise."

[ghostytrainer]

"Oh nooooooooo!" He claws at his face with one hand, the other remaining firmly on the oar.

"I'm doooooomed! Doomed to never-ending, inescapable girl-chatter!!"