Disclaimer: As much as I'd love to own Gold or Silver… I don't. Or any of the other Pokemon characters. I don't own any of them
AN: Okay, so here's Gold and Silver! So, some of you might notice this story's resemblance to a KevJumba video. Right, it's not like I got my idea from it. I had the idea before, and I just got some points from that video. In any case:
Disclaimer part 2: I don't own that KevJumba video. I am not KevJumba. Cool.
AN: Right, so it's Silver and Gold's bromance, but I had to add a little SoulSilvershipping. And I don't mean that 'I couldn't help but add it'. I literally had to add it. My best friend kind of said that she'd disown me if I didn't add at least a LITTLE BIT of SoulSilver in here. Right, so enjoy!
AN (again, like two months later): Oh my god, you guys, I wrote this like three months ago. I have no idea why I didn't put it up. Well, actually, until about six minutes ago, I had no idea that I hadn't put this up. Wow. Anyways, terribly sorry for the delay, chaps!
"Hey Silver!" A voice rang out from behind him. Silver shut his eyes tightly and sped up his gait, hoping to outrun the golden eyed boy trying to catch up with him.
In a few seconds, Gold, on his skateboard, pulled up next to him. Silver stopped walking, sighing in resignation. Gold was on his skateboard, he didn't stand a chance.
"So, Silver, are you busy tonight?" Gold asked, a sly smile on his face.
"Yes," Silver answered automatically.
"Doing what?" Gold challenged.
"I've got to go out to dinner with my sister," Silver lied smoothly, shrugging his shoulders.
"Really?" Gold said, a look of mock surprise on his face, "Because I was just talking to Blue, and she said that she managed to convince Green to go on a vacation retreat to Sinnoh with her for a week. So, you couldn't possibly be having dinner with her!"
"My… other sister?" Silver tried, cringing at the terrible lie.
"Nonsense!" Gold declared cheerily, looping his arm around Silver's and dragging him down the street, his skateboard under his other arm, "We're going to have a blast!"
Silver groaned. And so it begins…
After an hour, Silver found himself wondering how he got himself in this situation.
Gold had taken him to a bar, and had gotten himself drunk enough to be convinced that Silver needs his help to find a girl. "You," he told Silver, pointing a finger at him, "You are, what twenty years old? Yeah, because I'm twenty years old, so you should be twenty years old. Unless it's after December, which would mean that you'd be twenty one. Is it after December?"
Silver sat silently, sipping his drink, waiting for Gold to realize that it was September.
"Whatever," Gold shook his head, "Well, you're twenty ish years old, and I've never seen you have a proper girlfriend! You need to get married, dude, and have tons and tons of babies, and then I'll take care of them until they pop out of their eggs. Then you can have them."
Silver, despite all his annoyance, was slightly amused. Gold was way more smashed than he thought.
"Well, I think I'll help you!" Gold's face lit up as if he had just figured out one of the universe's greater truths. "I'm the best Wingman evahhh! Hang on, don't go anywhere!" And with that, Gold sped off.
A few minutes later, he returned, dragging a petite girl with brown pigtails behind him. "Haaave you met Silver?" he introduced, grinning like a madman. (AN: Yes, yes, it's Barney's line from How I Met Your Mother… :) I just thought it was very appropriate).
"Hey, Silver, I'm Lyra," the girl said, grinning sheepishly.
"Hey Lyra," Silver said, smiling begrudgingly, "Sorry about him," he stuck his thumb out in Gold's direction, "His goggles are on a bit too tight." Lyra giggled.
"Hey Lyra," Gold prompted, "Isn't Silver pretty?" Lyra gave him a surprised look, and Gold continued, "Tell him he's pretty." Silver groaned, feeling his cheeks heat up. "Tell him, tell him, tell him," Gold chanted excitedly, bouncing a bit on the balls of his feet.
"What?" Lyra blinked, looking concerned.
All of a sudden, Gold was distraught, on his knees, sobbing, "Why won't you tell my friend that he's pretty?"
"Um, yeah, he's pretty," Lyra said quickly, looking frightened, "Um, I need to leave, but, I'll see you around, Silver!" And with that she escaped.
"Ah, don't worry about her, man," Gold got up, clapping Silver on the shoulder, "She was a bitch. I bet she was gay. Do you want me to go ask her if she's a lesbian? I will. I will go-" Before he could take a step, Silver grabbed the back of his shirt, dragging him back and sitting him down on a bar stool.
"Don't you dare get up," he told him darkly, and Gold complied.
But he never shut his mouth.
"Hey, hey!" Silver looked up to see Gold talking to the girl sitting at the bar next to them, "Hey, this is my friend Silver," Gold pointed to him, "And he's suuuuper hot. And you're super hot. You guys should make a baby." The girl shot him a disgusted look and got up to walk away. "You should!" Gold yelled after her, "Maaake a baa-"
Gold scowled as the girl walked away and turned back to Silver, "It's okay, bro, she was ugly anyways, don't worry about a thing, there's like a billion magikarp in the sea, I got you." Silver sighed.
"Hey!" He called across the bar, making several women look back at him, "Hey, look at my friend! Isn't he cute?" Gold reached out and grabbed Silver's face, tugging it forwards, "Look how cute he is! Don't you want to kiss him?"
Silver growled at his friend as tried to shove him off. "Gold, get off of me," he grunted.
"I bet you all want to kiss him!" Gold continued, slurring his words, "I want to kiss him. Come here, Silver Mwah Mwah-" Silver flailed desperately and pushed Gold off of him in a panic.
Gold, undeterred, sprang up and snatched up a passing girl. "Hey!" he grinned maniacally at her, "Don't you want to date my friend here?" he asked her bluntly, gesturing towards Silver, "I swear, his junk is huge!"
"What?" Silver blanched, turning red, "What the hell, Gold?"
"I promise," Gold kept telling the girl, who looked weirded out, "I've seen it!"
"Gold, shut the fuck up," Silver snapped, before turning to the girl and saying, "No, he hasn't."
"Yes, I have!" Gold turned and yelled in Silver's face.
Silver ran his hand through his hair tiredly, seriously reconsidering his life choices.
"Hey, this is my friend," Gold yelled, his voice hoarse from all the screaming, "And he needs to get laid!" A few girls shot him disgusted looks and Silver tried to sink into the ground.
It was when Gold started singing some funny Usher song that Silver finally had enough and hit him over the head with a bottle. It shouldn't have been hard enough to knock him unconscious, but Gold didn't get up from the ground. Alarmed, Silver bent down, only to find that Gold had fallen asleep.
"Useless bastard," Silver grumbled, struggling to pull Gold up off the ground and wrap his arm around his waist to get him out of the club.
"Um, Silver?" he heard a girl call his name. He turned to his left to see Lyra standing there. He immediately let go of Gold, who fell to the ground with a loud thud. Lyra winced and peered down at the other boy before shrugging and looking back up at Silver.
"Lyra!" Silver said, surprised.
"Um, well, I know you've been having a rough night," she looked down again at Gold's slumbering form, "But I was just wondering if you wouldn't mind registering my number in your PokeNav, and maybe we could go out sometime?" She hesitantly asked, looking unsure.
Silver stared at her for a while, and then smiled slightly. "Sure," he agreed, pulling his PokeNav out.
"That's great!" Lyra beamed, "I'll call you later okay?" She waved at him and walked off.
Silver stared after her for a while, before leaning down to support Gold again, feeling much better than he did before.
By the time Silver made it to Gold's place, he was cursing Gold and life and every single deity he could think of for making him best friends with this idiot. He trudged up to Gold's door, hoping to God that Crystal was there, since she would stay over at Gold's place whenever she worked late at Professor Elm's lab. He banged on the door roughly and it was opened by an irate Crystal.
"Hey, you didn't have to-" she began angrily before catching sight of them, "What happened?" she gasped, moving aside to let them in.
"Oh, nothing," Silver grumbled, depositing Gold not so gently on the couch, "You idiot boyfriend decided to get drunk and set me up with half of New Bark Town, that's it."
Crystal's eyes widened and she giggled. "That must have been funny," she laughed.
"Ha, not so much," Silver said tiredly, "Now, I'm going to go home. Maybe sleep a little. Walk off this murderous rage." Crystal laughed and he left.
THE NEXT MORNING:
"Hey Silver!" Crystal caught up with him, "You left your PokeNav at our place yesterday!" She handed him the device.
"Oh, right," Silver looked down at it and stuffed it in his pocket, "Yeah, I was worried about that."
"Also," Crystal added slyly before Silver could turn away, "I had a nice chat with Lyra this morning."
Silver stiffened and turned to face Crystal, his eyes wide. "You never told me that you met a girl!" Crystal shoved his shoulder, her eyes shining. Silver didn't say anything. "Anyways, she seems lovely, and you're taking her out for lunch today, and we decided that you'd meet her at La Chat, because that's perfect for a first date. So make sure you're there at 1:30 on the dot, mister! And it wouldn't hurt to bring flowers."
Crystal kept chattering as they walked down the path, telling him what to do and what not to do on his date with Lyra.
And, for some reason, Silver couldn't bring himself to hate it.
AN: And that is all, it is done. This was actually on the shorter side, but whatever. Review my brethren! Review! Review! Review! Anyways, next would be either Green and Silver, or Pearl and Diamond. I think.