foolishwren | 61. [Video/Action for Goldenrod City]

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61. [Video/Action for Goldenrod City]

_{[This is what one might see if they are outside on April Fool's Day in the fine city of Goldenrod.]}

[When Heather set out from Violet, she did it with a vengeance-- making it to her destination in record time purely by force of will. .... Well, okay. Snake and Solid the Onix helped out a little too. But REGARDLESS, it looks like she made it just in time for the stormclouds to come rolling in.]

[Johto, you been PUNK'D.]

[By the time the lobby doors to the big hotel she had left about two months before slide open and Heather staggers inside, she's thoroughly drenched and gasping. Not even sprinting through the deluge (which had blown in fast, as deluges often do-- the last quarter-mile to Goldenrod had been a mad dash to try and beat the roiling sky. She hadn't made it.]

[Spluttering and dripping everywhere, Heather stumbles into the lobby, letting the doors slide shut behind her to be drummed on incessantly by the big fat raindrops.]

[Cujo, who looks surprisingly happy for a Fire type about being wet, prances in alongside her and proceeds (much to the disdain of the bellboy who had started over to her with the intention of offering her a towel, only to quickly change his mind when he saw what was about to happen) to SHAKE. OFF. EVERYWHERE. And with a coat as shaggy as his? Fur could hold half its weight in water. Once he's finished, he happily goes gambolling off across the lobby to re-investigate the potted plants that he hasn't seen in a month or two. SUP PLANTS.]

[Heather, meanwhile, is doing some shake-drying of her own, sluicing water off of her hair vigorously. BRRRRRRRR. The bellboy is crying on the inside.]

UGH!

When they say April showers bring May flowers, but I didn't expect it to hit on the first, on the DOT.... Cooj, if you 'mark' those potted plants and get us thrown out into the rain, I will leave you in a box on someone's doorstep.

_{[Now giving the dripping coat that she'd been using as an (ineffective) umbrella a shake (in the bellboy's mind, Heather's threat level went from amber to red) or two, she grabbed up the strap to her bag and started to drag it towards the thankfully-carpeted sitting area, leaving a big watery trail the whole way (WHY COULDN'T HE HAVE GONE ON TO BE A SPORTS ANNOUNCER LIKE HIS MOTHER WANTED INSTEAD OF BEING A BELLBOY SOB).]}

[Once there, Heather popped down into a squat on the carpet, whistling for Cujo while she rummaged in her pockets for the Pokeballs containing her companions.]

Boy, sure am glad I decided to take Alvaro with me... Sure hope these things are waterproof. _{[Fearing that shoving the orphaned Cubone into a BOX right off the bat would damage its fragile emotional state even MORE, Heather had opted to take him with her. Here's hoping that decision wouldn't bite her in the butt. At least Carousel had been box'd-- Heather had already witnessed the wonder that was a drenched Ponyta trying to re-ignite its mane and she wasn't sure her already-shot nerves could take the stress of watching a pony shed sparks everywhere.]}

Good, nobody fell outta my pocket-- hey, Claudy, c'mon, get outta there, I gotta check on my stuff...

_{[Tossing the bag's flap open, she ushers the damp, ruffled-looking owl out of the bag. Claudy picks her way delicately onto the carpet and fluffs up to about twice her size before starting to preen unconcernedly. Heather watches the display with a roll of her eyes.]}

Y'know, if you'd just go in the ball like a NORMAL Pokemon, that bag would've weighed like half as much. Probably would've been able to beat the rain if I hadn't had to lug YOU around, too... Man, my 'Gear better not be busted...

_{[She reached into the bag to fish around for the contraption in question-- ... and stops.]}

.... Claudy, what the fuck, did you cough up a pellet the size of GOD in here or--

.... Oh.

.... What the--

[VIDEO]

_{[The camera turns on. Its feed is focused first on Claudy's head. She's grooming something, but all that can be seen for the moment is her feathers as they bob up and down.]}

This.... this is an owl.

_{[The camera shifts away from the Noctowl and over to the bag, giving a nice view of the inside of Heather's bag (partially emptied so that her stuff could dry. Littering the bottom of the bag are crushed fragments of eggshell.]}

Owls lay eggs.

_{[And then... then the camera zooms out a little, and moves back over to Claudy-- who can now be seen in full, contentedly preening a damp, squeaking little Eevee with ears about the same size as its body.]}

That is not a baby owl.

_{[The camera turns around, onto a confused and slightly-disturbed-looking Heather. Her hair is still plastered wetly down around her face.]}

I... I think I was just pranked by Mother Nature.

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Ow... [But hey, he'd shake it off and walk into the kitchen to make coffee. Meanwhile, his Skarmory would be craning his neck to look at the tiny fluffy thing in Heather's hands.]

_{[Watching him go sheepishly, Heather cradled the little fox (which was almost eerily calm-- not at all like the nervous, standoffish Absol she'd hatched out of her Christmas egg) in an almost absent-minded fashion-- before the Skarmory caught her attention and almost made her startle.]}

Whoa-- ... oh.

_{[... That was Huey's starter, wasn't it... she recognized the metal bird. She thought about raising her voice and asking, but... then again, she wasn't sure she should be reminding Otacon of his dad right now.]

[Fortunately the awkwardness of the moment was broken as Cujo came wuffling around the bed curiously.]}

Wh-- Cooj, don't sniff him, you'll cut yourself.

[The steel-type gave Cujo a look before lowering his head and proceeding to go right back to sleep. Not now, hyper furry thing.]

_{[BUT HE JUST WANTS TO BE FRANS. 8( .... OH WELL 8)]

[Snorting a little, Heather sat down on the edge of the bed.]}

[Otacon came back a few minutes later with two cups of coffee, handing one to Heather before sitting down in the nearest chair.]

I hope you didn't run into too much trouble on your way here.

_{[Heather heaves a sigh of relief when she's handed the cup of coffee. More than wind, more than snow, more than anything else, it was always the drumming of rain on glass windows that made her want to hole up with a cup of something hot.]

[Shifting the Eevee to one arm (once she's sitting on the bed, the Noctowl clambers down onto the quilt) she lifts the cup to her face just to feel the steam.]}

Nah, it was pretty painless altogether.

... The clouds just started rolling in just as I was on the last leg of the trip.

_{[Snake was good at making sure the wilderness didn't CONSUME them or something.]}

Good to hear. At least you're staying out of trouble for once.

[He smiled, a mix of sincerity and the false smile that he used so often to hide god-only-knew-what.]

Hey!

_{[She looked over to him with a smirk.]}

I'll have you know I didn't get in trouble once while I was in Violet City!

_{[... Sure, she got... glared at by the nurses a lot, and probably side-eyed by a few of the cops, too, but... she stayed out of trouble!]}

You don't need me hovering around to keep you from letting all hell break loose? I'm shocked.

_[SNORT.]

I can take care of myself just fine, thank you very much!

I even had to take care of a KID while I was there.

And he was totally still alive and annoying by the time I handed him back to his brother.

So HA.

No broken or missing limbs? I'm impressed.

Well, he fell off tall objects a couple of times, but I just got him some ice cream and we called it a day.

_{[Heather was a horrible babysitter.]}

Anyway...

_{[Blowing on the coffee, she took a sip.]}

[Otacon took a drink of his own, seemingly looking for what to do next. There was a lot he wanted to talk about, but it seemed wrong to just come out and say any of it.]

_{[The silence stretched a little-- Heather was good at overpowering conversations and making them plough onwards, but it seemed the coffee had more or less quieted her tongue for the moment.]

[BUT LUCKILY FOR OTACON. A Cujo head promptly plopped down in his lap. HI. <3]}

[GIANT PUPPIES MAKE EVERYTHING BETTER.]

Hey there. Don't think I forgot you.

[Guess who's getting headpats?]

_{[THUMPTHUMPTHUMP goes the dog's tail on the ground. Yaaaaay big bro remembered~]

[Scooting around to face Otacon better, Heather grinned at him.]}

It's good to be back.

Just as good as it is to have you back, probably.

_{[... It was nice to be missed. That was something she only felt in spare amounts back home-- from Douglas and just about nobody else.]}

... Man, I really missed you.

I missed you too, Heather.

[What he didn't say was that if Liquid hadn't at least been around, he'd probably have completely snapped.]

_{[Awh Otacon... Heather can relate.]

[Maybe not to the completely snapping part... well, unless you count beating the shit out of her own fists against a wall 'completely snapping'. But... in any case.]}

Wellp, I'm back now to once again make your lives super interesting.

Between Team Rocket and everything else, I don't think I can handle things getting too much more interesting.

Aw, don't worry. I'm the GOOD kind of interesting.

Of course. Except when you and Liquid are driving me crazy.

Aw, you like it.

Wouldn't trade it for anything.

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