Trapped With Perverted Ideas
"Well," began Gallows, "If we're gonna have confidence in Clive coming to rescue us, then let's do something fun while we wait. I've got the old deck of cards if you're all interested. Ginny, wanna play a game of strip poker this time? I'll fix the game if you want so you can see the punk naked. Or, if you'd rather, I'll win all the games so you can both look at each other." This earned him a smack in the face from Virginia as she screamed "Hentai!", as well as a hard konk on the head from an extremely red-faced Jet.
"I am not getting naked!" the girl screamed. She blushed terribly just thinking of Jet seeing her in her birthday suit. But thinking about him without anything on…no, she didn't want that. She wasn't a pervert like Gallows. On the other hand, it would be kind of interesting. After all, the young girl had never seen a man naked before. However, she always told herself she was waiting for marriage before that.
Gallows thought, 'Bingo! Seed of an idea planted. So I got a few lumps for it. If the punk and our leader finally get off their rear ends and tell one another how they feel, it'll all be worth it in the end. She really looks like she's thinking about what I said. He as well. And both of them are as red as a tomato.'
Jet's mind was racing. 'Oh Guardians! I don't need that mental image! No, what would it look like anyway? I've never seen a girl like that. Something tells me that I would want her to be the one who shows me what a woman really looks like. Not the time to think like this. I am not going to stoop to Gallows's level. Besides, Werner'd kill me if he found out I was doing something with Virginia. Come to think of it, I don't know what I would do with her. Gallows seems to act like naked means we do something or other. This wasn't part of my training. Whatever it is, I don't think it was intended for me by the Council anyway.'
"Uh, Virginia?" he inquired, "What in the world is Gallows referring to anyway? And what does the word 'hentai' mean? If it's something wrong, I'm giving that moron another knock on the head along with a few bullets in the ass!" He tried his best to hide the blush, but of course Jet was having all sorts of trouble doing that. After all, this was him alongside Virginia; the one thing he had wanted more than anything else.
Of course, Gallows was smiling to himself over creating a pair of perverts. Hopefully, it would stop their moaning and lead to some snuggling when they got out of here. Defeat any other Demondor Pillars that Beatrice brought up, Werner could finish sealing Hyadas, then the two could go back to Boot Hill and sleep in Virginia's bed together. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh, many the joys of a successful matchmaking scheme.
"Well, he was talking about…what I meant to say was…oh! I can't bring myself to repeat it in plain English. It's too embarrassing to mention. All I'll say is that Gallows was simply being Gallows. And the word I used…it's a term in Dorian. Old language I read up on awhile ago. Means pervert," she blurted out.
Jet silently vowed to kick Gallows's butt later. Right now, he better not cause her to go into any more spasms of embarrassment. If she was too nervous to give him a straight answer to such a simple question, he didn't want to know about it. With his perverted friend, one could only guess what he thought.
Gallows asked, "So…strip poker anyone?" In response to that, he was pelted with a ton of Peppy Acorns that Virginia and Jet stole from the supply pack she had been carrying when they were captured.
S...S
When Gallows woke up a few minutes afterwards, he saw that his friends had calmed down a great deal. Virginia was reading a romance novel that she'd brought along, and Jet had taken Gallows's cards and settled down for a game of Solitaire. It relieved him to know that there wouldn't be any more bouts with unconsciousness for the Baskar, yet he was also mad since the two hadn't taken the opportunity with him out of it so they could admit their feelings. After all, it would be better for Jet if he was alone when he did it.
Virginia glared at her just wakening friend. "If you say one more thing Gallows…well you don't want to know what kind of torture we can invent for you. I am not stripping in public, and Jet and I are not going to do anything together!" But the blush on her face seemed to tell him that the last part would someday be a lie if the young girl had anything to say about it. It would just take a little time for Jet to open up somewhat.
"Double for me," Jet added, "Virginia explained what you were thinking. Gallows! You have a sick and twisted mind. I don't want to do that with anybody; let alone the bossy chatterbox." He too acquired a deep blush. Gallows let out a small snicker; but quiet enough to keep them from hearing and hitting him.
'I hope Clive comes here soon. It's getting boring being trapped in a cage with two kids who can't tell their own sex drives exist and kick my butt when I try to give them a little push. Someday, they'll be thankful for my helping them along. I'm sure the two of them will enjoy each other's company when it comes to that. Besides, the punk needs Ginny to find out the reason for his existence,' Gallows mused.
At that moment, the cage barrier disappeared. Virginia put the picture of the Council of Seven in the book to mark her place; while Jet quickly packed up the cards. Then, the three began hustling towards the exit door in order to find the way out. However, as Gallows noted, Jet was practically hanging onto Virginia; that's how close he walked to her. If he wasn't already pushing it today, he would have teased them a bit.
They walked through until they found a room with three switches. Everyone stepped on one of them, seeing that the doors of the same color opened when pressure was applied. But they all simply sat there; seeing as the doors would close if the pressure was released. And nobody wanted to be left behind.
Gallows wanted to mutter something about strip poker, but thought better of it. After two beatings over the issue he'd had enough. So he simply stood there, until a looming shadow began to come for the room. It turned out to only be Clive, coming to join them, and the team was able to continue as one.
Teefa's Last Words...
Ah! Two chapters in two days it's a Miracle! Nah...just the result of being happy. I beat Rhapsody earlier today; clocked a total of 10 hrs and 22 minutes. Yes, this game is incrediably short. But it was cute too. And now I'm getting ideas for my little story where everyone in La Pucelle goes to Marl for Homard and Eclair's wedding...
And I know I pushed a ton of buttons today.But it's Burianne's fault, she's the perv. Oh, and the reason I used the word Dorian instead of Japanese for the language, was that there wouldn't be a Japan on Filgaia. The only reason I used the phrase "plain English" because it means terms a person can understand. The language spoken by people on Filgaia today is simply called Common; a term from some fantasy novels I've read. Dorian is an old language on Filgaia that has connections to the Guardians. It's generally spoken by Virginia's native people from my other stories. Just had to connect them all like a big dork. Anyway, we'd better get working on the next one.
