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Rose Rose Rose!! It's me Mabel!!

[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!!

Rose?

[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.

[This gift will arrive somewhere early in March.

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.]

Hey, so.

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?

[Welcome to the Most Awkward Conversation Ever.]

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.

_{[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.]}

SHIT!

_[INCOMING]

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.

"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!"

Edited 2023-05-09 02:02 (UTC)

[ Ring ring ring! Ring ring ring! ]

[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!

[Video] - November 22nd

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