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[infinitejustice]

[Why do things just keep getting more and more strange?

The first time, Athrun woke up on the front lawn of an unfamiliar house in an even more unfamiliar neighborhood. Then he'd been whisked home. This time, he found himself in the bed of another strange house. And the less said about "Mom," the better. Athrun's mother was dead. She had been dead for nearly four years, and she would remain dead until the end of time. Athrun had already made his peace with that.

Athrun had spent some time wandering through this town -- Pallet Town, according to the sign across the street from the house in which he had woken up ("Shades of your journey await!") -- looking for a building belonging to this "Professor Oak" fellow. Eventually he found the Oak Pokémon Research Lab. He entered and looked around, but couldn't locate its namesake anywhere. Figuring he must be out and about somewhere, Athrun decided to leave. He opened the door...]

...Uh.

[And found himself face-to-face with someone he knew.]

Comments

[galacticbunny]

Isn't it obvious? It's clear that they are not giving us much of a choice, Athrun. We play this stupid gave and win ...

... so you better catch up. Or else I will leave you behind.

[infinitejustice]

Catch up?

[Athrun raises an eyebrow at that.]

I wasn't aware you had pulled ahead. Not only that, but I chose my companion first.

[Be very careful, Sheryl. Making Athrun competitive is not necessarily a good idea.]

1/2

[galacticbunny]

The game hasn't started then.

[ Tsuuuunnss ]

2/2

[galacticbunny]

Besides. A little wager wouldn't hurt. Don't you think it would be fun and sweeten things up?

[infinitejustice]

That depends.

[That would be Athrun's skepticism kicking in.]

What, exactly, did you have in mind?

[galacticbunny]

[ Laughs. ]

Don't look like that. Don't you trust me?

[infinitejustice]

Only a fool would accept a wager he knows nothing about. Trust has nothing to do with it.

[galacticbunny]

As serious as ever.

How about we wager who can collect all the badges first?

[infinitejustice]

And then what happens when it's decided?

[galacticbunny]

That depends on what you want.

[infinitejustice]

On what I want? Unfortunately, neither of us is in much of a position to find what I want -- a way home.

[galacticbunny]

Don't be such a spoilsport.

There is no helping it after all. Might as well have fun.

[infinitejustice]

But it's true. I really don't have anything I want.

[galacticbunny]

Well, I want something.

[infinitejustice]

And what is it that you want?

[He's genuinely curious.]

[galacticbunny]

How about ... you sing something for me?

[infinitejustice]

What.

[No. Not that. Anything but that.]

No. No way. Not happening.

[galacticbunny]

And why not?!

[infinitejustice]

You don't want to hear me sing. Trust me. Even I don't want to hear me sing.

[galacticbunny]

That is why I want you to sing.

[infinitejustice]

But I'm telling you, you would regret it! The minute I deliberately try to maintain a tone, no less!

[galacticbunny]

Come on~ Just. One. Little. Song.~

[infinitejustice]

...Fine. But one song only!

[Congrats, Sheryl. You have just solidified his resolve to get all eight badges before you.]

And...I guess I'll try to think of something in the meantime.

[galacticbunny]

I suppose I can wait. { Grabbing his hand. }

Lets get this badge-thing over with.

[infinitejustice]

...Yeah, we should actually leave the lab. And get walking toward the next town. Maybe we'll even find some answers there.

[He tenses a bit when she grabs his hand, but that's about it.]

Hopefully we can get there before sundown. I'd rather not have to sleep outdoors if I can avoid it.