foolishwren | 98. [Action for Saffron City, backdated to Friday]

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98. [Action for Saffron City, backdated to Friday]

_{[It's funny, because these sorts of weekends have come to be ones that Heather dreads, clear memories or no. She doesn't remember much of them when they roll around, but she remembers enough, and usually what she remembers is bad.]

[So yeah, she's sort of been walking on eggshells, waiting for this to happen.]

[BUT... between all the craziness going down throughout November... bundling over to Kanto with the rest of her family to cheer Crow on during the Tournament, spending Thanksgiving in the packed-to-bursting household of a grumpy FBI agent and the enormously large family unit he seems to have somehow gathered (despite... being himself) ...]

[It drives weird dreamy weekends filled with amnesia and horror and the Koolaid Man bursting through the wall out of the mind, a little!]

[.... Which is why, yeah, uh, she's out taking Cooj for a nighttime walk on Friday night, and doesn't quite notice anything's up yet.]

[Or the pink bunny following her around.]}

[OOC: Tags may be horrendously slow due to NaNo, but I had to hiatus-break at least a LITTLE for 4th Wall! Robbie the Rabbit will be lingering in the background of any given thread, but feel free to throw anything at Heather and not bother with the spooky pink bunny chillin over there.]

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[if Heather hadn't managed to distract him just now, she would have found herself caught in a bone-crushing hug. maybe his time here again will be fleeting at best, but he's got plenty of time for that, at least. soon. there's no escape from the hug.]

[in any case, his eyes widen, and he brings both his hands to his face, patting experimentally.]

What is it? Is there something — [does he have a booger? you can tell him the truth, Heather. if she's about to crack a joke he's totally fallen for it.]

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Hmm...

_{[She looks him up and down appraisingly for a moment... before seemingly receiving a revelation.]}

Oh! I got it.

_{[She reaches over with both hands to thoroughly ruffle up Sora's hair.]}

There. Much better!

[hey hey hey! how is it that Heather can somehow mess his hair up even more than it normally is? that is a pretty special talent.]

[he straightens, his hair now a disaster zone, but he's nonchalant as ever.]

Oh, good! Thanks for the help, Heather.

No problem, young grasshopper.

_{[Heather's got a knack for making things messy! But for now she steps back, because Cujo wants to greet the kid again-- a little more gently this time, fortunately. He's snuffling at Sora's pockets in hopes of treats.]}

[knowing Sora, there's bound to be at least a sandwich in one of those pockets, help yourself, Cujo! he won't even be mad if that sandwich happens to be stolen, he's too busy offering plenty of head-and-ear scritches. good boy, Cooj.]

You've been taking really good care of everybody, right Cujo?

_{[Cujo is too busy discovering that sandwich and immediately tugging it out to chomp it down like the classy animal he is, but fortunately he has Heather to answer for him.]}

Yeah, he's the sole voice of reason around here sometimes.

_{[She pats the dog's back as Sora pays attention to his head.]}

Keepin' all us crazy hooligans in order.

Well, someone's gotta handle the tough stuff around here, right?

[like sandwich locating. congrats, Cujo, you've officially stolen his lunch.]

Yep. Fortunately, he's up to the challenge.

Right, boy?

_{[Having scarfed down the sandwich, Cujo sits up and looks at Sora expectantly. c: More?]}

Mmmm... I dunno, he looks like he needs some more lunch or something — you know, like a power meal! For all the being the one in charge that Cujo's doing.

[translation oh god I am so hungry, big sis, and the dog ate my food. also Cujo looks hungry.]

_{[Good thing Heather's pretty proficient in little-bro-ese.]}

Hmm. You know, I think you're right.

Tell you what. Let's go get some dinner. It's on me.

[awwwwwwwwwwwwwwww, heck yeah!]

Really? Well — you'll let me get dessert then, right?

[because he's pretty sure he still owes Heather an eating contest of some sort, and by golly if he isn't going to issue such a challenge over a slice of cake.]

_{[Without bothering to ask, she slings an arm around his shoulders and starts to head in the direction of the busier districts where there are restaurants and the like.]}

I dunno, squirt. You just got back. D'you even have any money?

Well... No but...

[another brilliant plan foiled by lack of funds. unless...]

[.........]

I'll tell them it's my birthday! And your birthday too, so we both get free cake.

_{[... HAHA OF COURSE But it's not my birthday...]}

... I knew there was a reason I missed having you around, squirt.

_{[Cue a proud hair-ruffle as they walk.]}

[puffin' right up in pride over here.]

I did learn from the best, you know. And... I miss this place a lot sometimes. At least we get to hang out every once in a while. Even if how it happens doesn't make much sense... Right?

_{[Her smile softens a little bit. And she'd be lying if she said it wasn't bittersweet.]}

Yeah.

... I'm glad you get to remember me sometimes, even if it's just for a few days a couple times a year.

I like to think you're pretty unforgettable, Heather.

[but he understands. that's why he lifts his arm and leans into a light hug as they walk.]

[a few days out of the year is better than nothing, and Sora, optimistic kid that he is, is convinced he just needs to figure out how to get his brain to catch up with his heart. the memories are always there whenever he pops in unexpectedly, right? it's just a matter of getting them to stay. a lot of hurt could be avoided in this world if he could figure that out.]

[that's probably why he falls silent after that, face scrunched up in thought.]

_{[... Her heart, jesus.]

[She chuckles (can't help it) and gives him a friendly shake with the arm that's around him as they walk.]}

Someday you are gonna charm some girl's heart out with talk like that, kiddo.

_{[But all jokes aside, she lapses into a thoughtful silence as well and they walk quietly for awhile before she breaks it.]}

So, whatcha in the mood for? There's sushi, pizza, some... seedy-looking grill place that probably has hamburgers...

[that's actually kind of a funny thought, Heather, because he kind of already did. except he quite literally wound up with Kairi's heart — though Sora'd argue that it had nothing to do with his ability to charm anybody — and she was kind of comatose for a little while, and then Ansem-as-Riku tried to kill him and it was pretty awkward all around!]

[but by the time Heather speaks up again, only his ears are still burning bright red.]

Uh... [he is an island kid who loves his fish, but... hmm.]

Pizza... sushi. No, wait — no — nah, you can pick!

_{[... well she definitely didn't mean that literally. SORRY SORA.]}

Indecisive, huh?

Aaaaall right.

Let's go with pizza. Can't go wrong with pizza.

............ Do you think they can put burgers on pizza? [or pizza on burgers? or — indigestion for 250 pokedollars each?]

... Y'know, I'm pretty sure there was a pizza place back home that served cheeseburger pizza.

Really? I wonder if it's any good...

[though now he's thinking about what it would be like if he put some of the food back home on pizza. sea bass on pizza! tuna on pizza! ... coconuts on pizza!]

[Sora wrinkles his nose very, very slightly.]

If I remember correctly, it was pretty gross. _{[She had some nasty high school friend who pigged out on it all the time, she developed a distaste for it. :I]}

Best stick to combos we know are good.

It was gross? Aw...

[but he shrugs, nonchalant.] Well, that's okay by me! Just as long as we get food together at all.

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