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

[foolishwren]

<sub>[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.]</sub>





[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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[heavyweaponsbot]

... And those are?

[Oh, he's going to call your bluff, kiddo.]

[foolishwren]

Like I'd tell you.

What do I look like, stupid?

_{[... Being a windswept shrimp of a young adult human clutched in the gargantuan hands of a giant robot, yes. A little, Heather. You do.]}

[heavyweaponsbot]

No. Not stupid.

[He gives his hands the slightest of shakes again.]

Maybe foolish. A little.

[foolishwren]

_{[This time she sees it coming, and braces her hands on the metal to keep herself steady.]}

Well, that, I never claimed not to be.

[heavyweaponsbot]

[That earns her a grin. As much of one as that craggy old face is capable of.]

And that is why you are not stupid.