Hello Mabel! You look like you've been having so much fun!
[Mabel's such a sunny, bright girl!]
Ahhhh, how wonderful! Let me get him so he can pick! This was so kind of you...
[Rose sets her 'gear down to amble off and get her hairless Poochyena from the other room. She returns a moment later with the odd-looking Pokemon in her arms. He doesn't appear to have grown back much fur at all.]
[That's what you're supposed to do in a place like this after all!
Mabel bounces on her toes until Rose and Poochie reappear and once they're settled again she stops and pushes her sleeves up.]
Alright! Fashion show time!
[Mabel grins and looks up.]
Hit it, Little Dipper! [There's a soft thrum from above then an odd little light show starts thanks to her Minior as Mabel puts on a serious, fashionista face and clears her throat.] First up we have Tabby Puss wearing the most Grape-tastic Purple!
[Her Meowth comes into view then wearing a slightly over-sized purple sweater, holding his arms out and doing a spin to show off the fuzzy sweater with a big yellow glitter star on the back.]
Next we have Mermando in Blow My Mind Blue! [Her shiny Brionne makes a grand entrance onto the screen, flippers thrown out to the sides as he shows off his stripped sweater, alternating light and dark blue. He strikes a couple poses that gets giggles out of Mabel before she continues, several more of her Pokemon showing off sweaters in various shades of green, orange, pink, yellow, white, even a rainbow one!
[How unusual for Armin to call without using video. Actually, for that matter, he sounds a bit off as well. Very stuffy. As if he is coming down with a cold. or has been crying.]
I know I said we could go diving this weekend, but I think I am going to have to cancel. Something... something has come up.
Greg and Rose will be greeted by a cheery little Wingull wearing a little postman's cap, a pouch attached to her body in such a way that it won't interfere with her flying and a clipboard around her neck. When she arrives, she'll first make sure both Rose and Greg sign her little clipboard (though, really, it doesn't matter what they put on there. It's not like she can read. She just knows this is how Post works) before she produces two pokeballs from her pouch for them, along with a note in Armin's handwriting.]
Mr and Mrs Universe,
Once more, congratulations on your wedding. Getting these took me a little longer than I hoped, but I hope you'll like them.
- Armin
[Inside the pokeballs, Greg and Rose will find a bonded pair of Luvdisc. Both are level 15, female, and have the ability Swift Swim.]
You probably don't know me and I kind of only know who you are from various other sources but, fuck, everyone else here seems incompetent on this kind of thing.
You happen to have some time to, I dunno, point someone in the right direction or some advice or some shit re: sexual shit of a certain persuasion?
[Well, this is a very surprising text! Rose has seen Jolyne around on the Network and all those places people usually see each other, but she doesn't know the woman.]
[Still! For whatever reason, she's being asked for advice! And advice she's certain she can provide.]
Oh I know all about sex! What is it you need to know?
[Other reasons she's sticking to text: so she can casually closed mouth yell wherever she is right now.]
... That was more casual than I was expecting, but that's... to be assumed, I guess.
Uh.
So it's more in regards to, like, how the fuck shit works with another woman, I guess???? Not that shit was uncommon or w/e from where I'm from, but the most I had to work with was shitty porno and god knows that shit's fake as fuck. And only other experience has been pretty strictly with dudes?
There was a tent. Greg had insisted, mostly because when Rose had been waiting for him by herself, she'd run into two other people. There wasn't much room in the tent for anything but the two of them now, but that was okay. The important thing was that no kids (or Spinels) would accidentally walk in on them.
Greg wasn't always the most conventional parent, but that was one thing he could say he'd never had happen to him.
(Of course, partly that was because he'd been sixteen years a widower before coming to this world.)
They'd laid the sleeping bags down to cushion the ground a little, but really? This wasn't too bad. They'd certainly screwed around in worse places.
"So, Mysterious Pink Lady," Greg says, placing a hand on Rose's knee and smiling up at her. "How should I explore you?" He wiggles his fingers. If nothing else, he hoped he'd be allowed to get his whole arm inside his beautiful, wonderful, suddenly diamond-sized wife.
Rose laughs in that good-natured, delighted way she has. It's still, in a way, strange to be in her original form here with Greg. Really just to be in her original form at all. It's been thousands of years. It feels both strange and foreign and so familiar at the same time.
"You can still call me Rose."
Even now. It doesn't matter her shape, she's Rose. Rose Quartz Universe, to be exact. It's not just a designation anymore, it's her name.
"But...you can explore however you'd like, Mr. Universe."
Now that Rose has remembered to adjust her true form to be explored in the way humans do. They have so many strange little parts that are very easy to overlook! Of course, her ability to change her body however she'd like also comes in all sorts of handy in the bedroom, but tonight's not one of those nights. No unnatural additions or creative shifting, just her original form with a few little adjustments to allow for sexual intimacy.
Sex really might be one of the most fun things that humans do!
Greg laughs with her. "Rose," he agrees. "Rose Universe. Rose Quartz Universe. Mrs Universe. Give me a boost up?"
He's crawled onto her lap and is attempting to climb up her stomach to kiss her, but he's not as young as he used to be, honestly, and the extra bit of help would not go amiss.
[So the island upon which Heather has been spending most of her time on for the past... year, or so, is roughly equidistant between Ecruteak and Mahogany. While relatively off the beaten path, it's still not so far out of town that trekking to either to grab supplies is a particular hassle. At least not when you have Pokemon that can fly.]
[But you know what? Today Heather felt like walking.]
[Pros: exercise! (as if she wasn't already getting plenty)]
[Cons: she doesn't remember if this is a weirdly long walk to Mahogany or if she's just imagining things because she hasn't done it in awhile!]
[Also, were there this many ledges last time?]
[Squinting in the sun, Heather grimaces as she makes her way along the steep, narrow path. If she got turned around in this dumb forest, she swears to Arceus...]
[A rattle of dirt and pine needles goes pattering downwards and she curses under her breath. These are good boots, but they're also old and don't have the treads they used to...]
[And as if on cue, right as that thought is crossing her mind, one foot slides out from under her in a spray of gravel and then suddenly her feet aren't on anything at all.]
[It's one of those weekends again, and Rose has abandoned what tenuous tie she has with civilized life for the duration. She always tends to, wandering off into the woods to commune with Pokemon and the plants and shapeshift to her heart's content. She'll find her way back to Greg - they always enjoy these weekends - but sometimes it's nice to be alone.
Like now. The giant pink woman is drifting idly through the forest, a gathering of Pokemon weaving and trailing about her feet, humming as she goes. Her mind is drifting...
Until she hears the expletive above and a human form is tumbling down right over her!]
Oh dear!
[Instinctually, Rose reaches to catch the unfortunate traveler plummeting towards her.]
[The Fourth Wall fates have aligned. Rose happened to be Disney-princessing directly underneath the... very tall ledge that Heather Mason came crashing down from.]
[It all happens in the blink of an eye and the gangly twenty-something lands surprisingly neatly in Rose's outstretched arms.]
[Her eyes are squeezed shut, on account of fully expecting her skull to be imploding on the forest floor any second. But-- other than just being kind of scruffy and grubby from an extended period of camping in the woods-- she is unharmed!]
Spending winter in the wagon had been a lot nicer than JW expected--he hadn't thought they'd be roughing it exactly, not with how plentiful food and supplies were on the routes around Johto. But he'd thought he might eventually get tired of sharing such a small space.
Quite the opposite!
While it didn't scratch the itch that living in Jack's luxury mansion did, it provided him with something he'd missed from the 70s. And then there was Rose herself. She was like a mountain--unmovable, unflappable, and able to tame his temper with only a smile. It humbled him. She made a great traveling companion. He saw more of the world when he was with her--really saw it.
And for no real reason at all, he found himself staring at the back of her head while the tended the fire that afternoon. He was sitting on a log with his knees up around his shoulders and poking at the fire with a stick, turning the kindling so that it all burned evenly. JW sighed a little and just enjoyed the sight.
There was something about the coming of spring. Rose could feel it in the air, even without the gradual warming of the days. The forests and fields just came alive in a way unlike any other season. All the new growth and buds, little green things pushing out of the soil to meet the world....
It was one of her favorite times of the year - though it was difficult to pick favorites. And with spring came all sorts of other things. Including prom.
Which will be very fun, she's sure, no matter what happens. It always is. Who knew what it would be like this year, or where. The surprise was half the fun! And she won't be alone this year, which is very nice. Not that it matters, but from what Rose understands, proms should be attended with a date.
"Oh!" She sits up suddenly, distracted from brushing Doofy's fur. She turns to JW.
Rose's words only barely knocked him out of a daydream. James straightened up and became alert. He hadn't been staring! Not at all! He certainly wasn't thinking about how soft her hair looked.
"Now this isn't half bad!" JW declaired as he kicked up his feet in the tent the two of them shared. He was propping himself up on Queenie, his shiny Rapidash. She was outfitted for the occasion with silver ribbons around her neck and on her harness. For now she was content to loaf on some pillows and eat cake.
JW liked dancing and eating free food just fine, but he also liked doing nothing in a big fancy place. He missed Jack a little. He wondered what the rich so-and-so was up to now.
"When I heard we were sleeping in tents, I didn't think it'd be something this nice!"
"It's wonderful! If all tents were like this, more people would like camping!"
Rose still doesn't entirely understand why there are those who would really rather not. Sure, it can sometimes be a little uncomfortable, but that's part of the adventure.
There's nothing uncomfortable about this tent, though. And there's such a charm about it...it's really wonderful how prom is so very different from year to year.
JW pulls some hors d'oeuvres out of his breast pocket and passes one to Queenie. He'd decided to go dressed in a loudly patterned suit that flared out in a pair of bellbottoms. His tie lit up.
"Right? Maybe we should start a trend. We'll call it...glamping!"
[When Rose answers her Poke'Gear, she'll be met with a pair of mismatched, squinting eyes. He does not have his glasses anymore and he'd forgotten how much better they made his life. He searches for Rose's face in his screen and the second she appears, he calls to her anxiously.]
[Rose's delighted face fills the screen, smiling widely. JW! She hadn't been sure if she'd see him again, it seems so very random who comes back and who doesn't, and who only comes to visit for those funny weekends.
But it's not a funny weekend, so he must be back properly!]
[ He's so happy to see her. From his perspective he JUST saw her. But this is not, in fact, the first time he'd time traveled by accident, Johto's strangeness or no. ]
I'm back...how long was I gone? One second I was...I don't know, brushing Killer and suddenly I'm in New Bark in that lady's house. I feel like I've been asleep for a year.
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[As if Rose wouldn't been able to put that together.
Mabel leans back from her 'gear looking extremely excited as she waves her sleeve covered arms about, bouncing from one foot to the other.]
I got some sweaters done for Poochie!!
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Ahhhh, how wonderful! Let me get him so he can pick! This was so kind of you...
[Rose sets her 'gear down to amble off and get her hairless Poochyena from the other room. She returns a moment later with the odd-looking Pokemon in her arms. He doesn't appear to have grown back much fur at all.]
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[That's what you're supposed to do in a place like this after all!
Mabel bounces on her toes until Rose and Poochie reappear and once they're settled again she stops and pushes her sleeves up.]
Alright! Fashion show time!
[Mabel grins and looks up.]
Hit it, Little Dipper! [There's a soft thrum from above then an odd little light show starts thanks to her Minior as Mabel puts on a serious, fashionista face and clears her throat.] First up we have Tabby Puss wearing the most Grape-tastic Purple!
[Her Meowth comes into view then wearing a slightly over-sized purple sweater, holding his arms out and doing a spin to show off the fuzzy sweater with a big yellow glitter star on the back.]
Next we have Mermando in Blow My Mind Blue! [Her shiny Brionne makes a grand entrance onto the screen, flippers thrown out to the sides as he shows off his stripped sweater, alternating light and dark blue. He strikes a couple poses that gets giggles out of Mabel before she continues, several more of her Pokemon showing off sweaters in various shades of green, orange, pink, yellow, white, even a rainbow one!
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I'm fine.
[There is a small intake of breath before he quickly says:]
Some of my friends went home.
[It is like ripping off a bandage, right? If you just say it quick enough it doesn't hurt, right?
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I just found out and I'm sorry-- I just don't think I'd be very good to dive with right now.
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Greg and Rose will be greeted by a cheery little Wingull wearing a little postman's cap, a pouch attached to her body in such a way that it won't interfere with her flying and a clipboard around her neck. When she arrives, she'll first make sure both Rose and Greg sign her little clipboard (though, really, it doesn't matter what they put on there. It's not like she can read. She just knows this is how Post works) before she produces two pokeballs from her pouch for them, along with a note in Armin's handwriting.]
Mr and Mrs Universe,
Once more, congratulations on your wedding. Getting these took me a little longer than I hoped, but I hope you'll like them.
- Armin
[Inside the pokeballs, Greg and Rose will find a bonded pair of Luvdisc. Both are level 15, female, and have the ability Swift Swim.]
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You happen to have some time to, I dunno, point someone in the right direction or some advice or some shit re: sexual shit of a certain persuasion?
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[Still! For whatever reason, she's being asked for advice! And advice she's certain she can provide.]
Oh I know all about sex! What is it you need to know?
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... That was more casual than I was expecting, but that's... to be assumed, I guess.
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So it's more in regards to, like, how the fuck shit works with another woman, I guess???? Not that shit was uncommon or w/e from where I'm from, but the most I had to work with was shitty porno and god knows that shit's fake as fuck. And only other experience has been pretty strictly with dudes?
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Greg wasn't always the most conventional parent, but that was one thing he could say he'd never had happen to him.
(Of course, partly that was because he'd been sixteen years a widower before coming to this world.)
They'd laid the sleeping bags down to cushion the ground a little, but really? This wasn't too bad. They'd certainly screwed around in worse places.
"So, Mysterious Pink Lady," Greg says, placing a hand on Rose's knee and smiling up at her. "How should I explore you?" He wiggles his fingers. If nothing else, he hoped he'd be allowed to get his whole arm inside his beautiful, wonderful, suddenly diamond-sized wife.
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"You can still call me Rose."
Even now. It doesn't matter her shape, she's Rose. Rose Quartz Universe, to be exact. It's not just a designation anymore, it's her name.
"But...you can explore however you'd like, Mr. Universe."
Now that Rose has remembered to adjust her true form to be explored in the way humans do. They have so many strange little parts that are very easy to overlook! Of course, her ability to change her body however she'd like also comes in all sorts of handy in the bedroom, but tonight's not one of those nights. No unnatural additions or creative shifting, just her original form with a few little adjustments to allow for sexual intimacy.
Sex really might be one of the most fun things that humans do!
i'm assuming PD is about twice Rose's height.
He's crawled onto her lap and is attempting to climb up her stomach to kiss her, but he's not as young as he used to be, honestly, and the extra bit of help would not go amiss.
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[But you know what? Today Heather felt like walking.]
[Pros: exercise! (as if she wasn't already getting plenty)]
[Cons: she doesn't remember if this is a weirdly long walk to Mahogany or if she's just imagining things because she hasn't done it in awhile!]
[Also, were there this many ledges last time?]
[Squinting in the sun, Heather grimaces as she makes her way along the steep, narrow path. If she got turned around in this dumb forest, she swears to Arceus...]
[A rattle of dirt and pine needles goes pattering downwards and she curses under her breath. These are good boots, but they're also old and don't have the treads they used to...]
[And as if on cue, right as that thought is crossing her mind, one foot slides out from under her in a spray of gravel and then suddenly her feet aren't on anything at all.]
SHIT!
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Like now. The giant pink woman is drifting idly through the forest, a gathering of Pokemon weaving and trailing about her feet, humming as she goes. Her mind is drifting...
Until she hears the expletive above and a human form is tumbling down right over her!]
Oh dear!
[Instinctually, Rose reaches to catch the unfortunate traveler plummeting towards her.]
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[It all happens in the blink of an eye and the gangly twenty-something lands surprisingly neatly in Rose's outstretched arms.]
[Her eyes are squeezed shut, on account of fully expecting her skull to be imploding on the forest floor any second. But-- other than just being kind of scruffy and grubby from an extended period of camping in the woods-- she is unharmed!]
[HOORAY!]
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Quite the opposite!
While it didn't scratch the itch that living in Jack's luxury mansion did, it provided him with something he'd missed from the 70s. And then there was Rose herself. She was like a mountain--unmovable, unflappable, and able to tame his temper with only a smile. It humbled him. She made a great traveling companion. He saw more of the world when he was with her--really saw it.
And for no real reason at all, he found himself staring at the back of her head while the tended the fire that afternoon. He was sitting on a log with his knees up around his shoulders and poking at the fire with a stick, turning the kindling so that it all burned evenly. JW sighed a little and just enjoyed the sight.
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It was one of her favorite times of the year - though it was difficult to pick favorites. And with spring came all sorts of other things. Including prom.
Which will be very fun, she's sure, no matter what happens. It always is. Who knew what it would be like this year, or where. The surprise was half the fun! And she won't be alone this year, which is very nice. Not that it matters, but from what Rose understands, proms should be attended with a date.
"Oh!" She sits up suddenly, distracted from brushing Doofy's fur. She turns to JW.
"We're going to have to make a trip into a town!"
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"Oh, yeah? We run outta something?"
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JW liked dancing and eating free food just fine, but he also liked doing nothing in a big fancy place. He missed Jack a little. He wondered what the rich so-and-so was up to now.
"When I heard we were sleeping in tents, I didn't think it'd be something this nice!"
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Rose still doesn't entirely understand why there are those who would really rather not. Sure, it can sometimes be a little uncomfortable, but that's part of the adventure.
There's nothing uncomfortable about this tent, though. And there's such a charm about it...it's really wonderful how prom is so very different from year to year.
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"Right? Maybe we should start a trend. We'll call it...glamping!"
He didn't know that was already a thing.
"Maybe we can make a buck off the idea."
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[When Rose answers her Poke'Gear, she'll be met with a pair of mismatched, squinting eyes. He does not have his glasses anymore and he'd forgotten how much better they made his life. He searches for Rose's face in his screen and the second she appears, he calls to her anxiously.]
Rose!
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[Rose's delighted face fills the screen, smiling widely. JW! She hadn't been sure if she'd see him again, it seems so very random who comes back and who doesn't, and who only comes to visit for those funny weekends.
But it's not a funny weekend, so he must be back properly!]
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I'm back...how long was I gone? One second I was...I don't know, brushing Killer and suddenly I'm in New Bark in that lady's house. I feel like I've been asleep for a year.
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