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Heather Mason ([personal profile] foolishwren) wrote2013-12-25 04:13 pm

112. [Video]

[It's Christmas morning, either before or after the presumed present-opening-- late enough for the sun to be that warm yellow glow as it comes through the windows.]

[The video comes on as the 'Gear is set down on a shiny counter top, and then there's a clunk as a big tall glass of some Christmasy nutmeg-dusted drink is set down in front of it. It's followed by Heather.]


If anyone ever told me I'd be getting up early to train on Christmas morning, I'd be like pffffpchcpt.

... But damn if I don't feel pumped as hell.

[She scoots to the side a little bit and beckons to someone offscreen.]

Hey, c'mon, get in the shot! Don't be shy.

[After a little more coaxing, the one she's talking to scoots into view and shyly waves a big red punching glove. It's a Hitmonchan with mostly-shut, squinting eyes and a rather lumpy head.]

Junior here's been helping me out ever since he evolved. We're just grabbing something before we head back to the hotel.

... [She pauses and leans over to glance at a SECOND glass, which is sitting in front of the Pokemon.]

... I hope Pokemon can have this stuff without getting sick.

[Because she hadn't exactly asked before getting two. :I]

... Well, the Pokemon Center's right next door.

[She lifts the glass, and the Hitmonchan does the same.]

Cheers!

[It seems like a wrap, and she even reaches over to turn the 'Gear off... but then:]


[CRASH THUMPPA-THUD BOOM]

[There are several screams and the tinkle of breaking glass as a flying Stantler comes smashing through the restaurant like a juggernaut]








.... Well that just happened.

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