WOW I haven't been here in a while. Anywho, I finally got around to making the sequel to Truth or Dare, so here it is! Sorry for the wait; life happens. Thank you to everyone who motivated me to write a sequel! I also I have another PokeSpe story, so be on the lookout for that :D Alas, I hope you guys enjoy, and do leave a review :3
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Pokemon, no siree.
Yellow walked down the sidewalk, a skeptical look on her face. She looked around, saw no one, and hugged her books closer to her chest. Boy, I sure hope they show up! she thought worriedly.
She was on her way to an anatomy class that was taking place at her high school. It wasn't how she wanted to spend her Saturday afternoon, but if Crystal and Blue were there, then maybe she could get through it fine.
In truth, she was actually getting a good grade in anatomy. However, her A in the class slipped to a C after a recent exam. To improve her scores, the teacher, Ms. Sienna, signed her up for the class. Ms. Sienna thought that Yellow wasn't focused on the material. However, it wasn't Yellow's attention span. It was the incident that happened a week ago.
When she slapped Red's butt.
Yes, it had only been a week since the truth or dare game. Anatomy was the class that she and Red had together. After the incident, she would lose herself in her thoughts during class. Did he even think about it? Did he think she was...dirty?
No. I'm not dirty. she thought as she shyly walked into the classroom and took a seat at an empty lab table by the window. He hasn't said anything about it yet, so that means he doesn't know, right? Yellow smiled to herself, now assured.
"Hey, Yellow! I didn't know you were gonna be here!"
Yellow froze. It was him. She slowly turned, and saw Red standing there, smiling.
"Oh! You!" she spoke in shock, not knowing what to say.
"Yeah, me!" Red laughed, his hand on the back of his head. Yellow continued staring at him. Oh Arceus! Do I look guilty? she panicked as she turned away from him.
"Um, Yellow?"
"HEH?! Oh s-sorry! Yes?" she spat out nervously.
Red just laughed again. "I was just wondering if I could sit by you. All the other seats are taken."
Yellow looked around, and saw that his statement was, unfortunately, true. "Oh, yeah, sure, make yourself at home!" she spoke awkwardly, moving her things aside for him.
As Red sat down beside her, she turned to face the window, not even wanting to see his face. Oh Arceus, what do I do now?! she panicked. She looked around the room, and saw neither Crystal nor Blue in the classroom. Oh, of course this has to happen to me!
She took a deep breath, and eyes closed, slowly turned her body to the front of the room. If you act like you don't know anything, then he won't know anything. Just stay focused. She opened her eyes, a half smile on her face. It was one o'clock in the afternoon. Just an hour. One hour. It's not even that long. she assured herself.
Ms. Sienna walked into the classroom. "Good afternoon, everyone. I'm glad to see most of you showed up." she greeted the class. She walked to the blackboard and grabbed a piece of chalk.
"Okay, class, take out some notebook paper and a pencil; we're getting started right away." she spoke. The shuffling of paper sounded. Yellow took out her pencil began to neatly write her name. So far so good.
"Our first order of business," Ms. Sienna said, and she began to write something on the chalkboard, "is the anatomy of the buttocks."
Yellow jerked in her seat. The room roared with laughter. However, Ms. Sienna cast them a stern look, and all was quiet. "I know this may seem like a laughing matter to you all," she continued, "but I would appreciate it if you would treat this with maturity. After all, everyone is here for the same reason."
Anatomy…of…the buttocks? Yellow tried not to panic. However, her pencil snapped, cracking loudly in the quiet room. Everyone turned to her, as Yellow sat in her seat with wide eyes and half a pencil.
"Yellow, everything alright?" Ms. Sienna asked, her stern gaze now on the blonde.
"Y-yes ma'am, I'm fine." Yellow answered. Everyone averted their gaze from her, and continued listening to the teacher. Meanwhile, Yellow frantically searched her bag for another pencil.
"Psst, here." Red whispered.
Yellow looked up, and saw that he had rolled a neatly sharpened pencil in her direction. …is this some form of blackmail? A pencil in exchange for information? She looked suspiciously at Red, but he was taking notes from the board. She slowly took the pencil, and began to take notes as well.
Minutes passed by. Yellow twirled her pencil in her hand, now in a daze. She closed her eyes, and the first thing she saw was Red's butt. It was wrong, but she couldn't help it. It was perfectly toned, probably from all the working out he did, and—
Thwap.
Her head suddenly jerked to the window. Did someone just tap the glass?!
"Yellow." Red whispered. Yellow flinched and turned to him, eyes wide. Shoot! He knows I was thinking about him!
Red nodded to the blackboard. Yellow looked to the front of the room, and saw Ms. Sienna giving her an expectant stare. She looked at board, and saw a question that was written:
What is the name of this muscle?
There was an unmarked image of the butt on the projector, where you could see all the muscles. A blank arrow pointed at the muscle that made up the largest section.
The section she was thinking about.
Red's.
"That would be the closest muscle to the surface, or the gluteus maximus. It makes up the largest portion of the shape and appearance of the buttocks." Yellow answered.
"Thank you, Yellow, for the name. And for the extra information as well." Ms. Sienna spoke with a smile, as the class began laughing. Yellow's face reddened.
Red turned to her. "Wow Yellow, you sure know a lot about butts!" he laughed. Yellow's eyes widened.
Oh no.
He knows.
"Thank you for a successful lesson today, class. I'll see you all next Saturday. Class dismissed!" Ms. Sienna spoke.
Yellow packed her things at an inhumane speed, and made a beeline for the exit. She couldn't let Red catch up to her. She made it out the door, and was practically sprinting down the hall. I need to leave I need to leave—
"Yellow!"
She froze as the voice reached her ears, echoing down the large hallway. She slowly turned and saw Red jogging to her. He's going to ask about it! she realized. She closed her eyes as she hugged her books tighter to her chest. It's okay. Just tell him everything that happened, and it will be alright.
Red spoke, "Yellow! You-"
"I'M SO SORRY IT WAS ME I WAS THE ONE WHO SLAPPED YOUR BUTT AND HONESTLY IT FELT GOOD DON'T TAKE THAT IN A WEIRD WAY BUT YOUR WORKOUTS ARE REALLY PAYING OFF I'M NOT DIRTY I SWEAR AND PLEASE DON'T THINK BADLY OF ME IT WAS A DARE AND I COULDN'T BACK OUT SO CAN YOU PLEASE FORGIVE ME?!" Yellow blurted out. She opened her eyes, and saw Red staring back at her, shocked.
"… Am I forgiven?" she asked. Red's eyes stayed wide.
"I…uh…I…" Red stammered.
"What, Red?! Just say if you hate me!"
"…I just came to give you your notebook back." Red spoke, slightly leaning forward as he handed over Yellow's anatomy book. Yellow's eyes widened, and her mouth formed an O.
"O-oh gosh, I'm so sorry! I—I thought that—" Yellow was saying when she was suddenly cut off as Red's lips crashed on her own. Her face heated up when Red pulled away. …did he just…?
She looked at his face. He looked just as surprised as she did, and then looked at something behind her. Yellow turned around, following Red's gaze. One of the doors that led outside slammed loudly. The faint scent of strawberries and men's cologne wafted over them. Weird. Yellow thought, and turned to Red, a smile on her crimson face.
"Hey, how bout we get lunch? There's a new café downtown, and apparently it's really good!" Red suggested.
Yellow's smile grew bigger. "That would be great!" she agreed, and they both walked happily out of the school doors.
"By the way…I am sorry." Yellow spoke.
"Yellow, it's fine. You don't need to keep apologizing." he smiled.
"Oh, okay," Yellow mumbled, "…so you don't think I'm dirty?"
Red laughed, and shook his head. "No, not at all. Actually, I think you're prett-I mean, cool." He laughed awkwardly, and snuck a glance at Yellow, hoping she didn't think he was weird.
"Cool?" she asked.
"Cool." he nodded.
A smile lit up her entire face.
-x-x-x-
"I'll have a hot fudge sundae, please. I would add extra hotness, but as long as you're serving it I'll be fine." Gold smoothly spoke. The waitress, to whom his comment was directed at, giggled hysterically as she jotted Gold's order on her notepad.
Crystal, on the other hand, rolled her eyes as she rearranged the silverware in front of her for the millionth time. My Arceus, won't these girls realize how stupid he is? she thought bitterly.
She checked her watch, and sighed in frustration. It had only been three minutes since this "date" with Gold had started. She could have been doing something productive, like doing her homework or even attending the anatomy class at school. But no, she had to fulfill the dare she got herself into. And no matter how many different algorithms she tried, any way she could get out of this would result in full-on blackmail from Blue.
Crystal's attention was caught again when she saw that the waitress was already walking away. "Excuse me, ma'am!" Crystal called to her. The waitress turned around, her expression enough to say that she did not see Crystal there before.
"Excuse me; I would like to place my order." Crystal spoke when the waitress came back.
"Oh, of course…" the waitress sighed, annoyed, as she took out her pad and pencil once more.
"I'll have an espresso. Double shot."
"Ok. Anything else?"
"Nope."
"Okay. Also, ma'am? It would be appreciated if you ordered with this handsome young man across from you. We only have one barista on right now, so having all our orders nice and clear would help immensely."
Crystal scoffed. "Excuse me, but I am not at fault here! It is the responsibility of the waitress to make sure all guests are served correctly and fairly, and you did not exhibit either of those—"
"AHEM, could you make sure to bring us extra napkins?" Gold suddenly interrupted. Both girls turned their heads to him. The waitress smiled and batted her eyelashes.
"Sure thing!" she chirped, shooting daggers at Crystal as she left.
"What the heck?! What was that for?!" Crystal exclaimed in disbelief, "My request was justified; she was out of line!"
"Crystal, do you know what the Gold Rule is?"
"I'm pretty sure it's called the Golden rule."
"No, this is different. The Gold Rule applies to restaurants, or any public area really, in which the restaurant is always right, and you go along with them in order to maintain peace and quiet. Named after yours truly, of course, the one who has mastered the art of public appearances."
Crystal grumbled. This was going to be a long date.
. . .
Exactly ten minutes later, Crystal was stirring the untouched cup of her second espresso, a bored expression on her face. She was not having fun at all, despite Gold, who was happily sitting in front of her, sharing yet another far-fetched story to a crowd of people that had somehow formed around him.
"And that's why you should never try to find a sentret in the Safari Zone!" Gold concluded dramatically. Laughter roared around their table. Crystal rolled her eyes, again. As Gold waved goodbye to the crowd, Crystal spoke up.
"Gold…" she muttered angrily.
"Yes, m'lady? Would you like to hear another story?" Gold asked, his hands behind his head as he leaned back in his chair.
"What?! Arceus, no!"
"Well then…what?"
"Aren't we supposed to be on a…" she cringed, "date?"
"Why yes, we are!"
"You're supposed to pay attention to your date, Gold." Crystal spat out.
However, Gold wasn't paying attention to her. Crystal's jaw dropped as she saw that Gold was in front of her, looking into the eyes of a random blond haired girl that had walked by their table. Somehow, he had managed to put her hands in his. They stared at each other for a good while, until Gold asked,
"Come here often?"
That was the final straw. Crystal stormed out of the café steaming with anger. She had made it out the door when she heard Gold's voice behind her.
"Yo, S.S.G! Where ya headed?" Gold asked.
"I'm leaving." Crystal huffed, walking down the sidewalk.
"What?! Why?!" Gold demanded, shocked, as he struggled to keep up with her fast pace.
"Clearly, I'm not of importance to you."
"What? How?" Gold asked.
Crystal stopped walking and turned to him, knowing exactly what analogy to use for him. "This thing between us is more of a…well, a hydrogen bond." With that, Crystal turned on her heel, knowing that her comment definitely confused him. She happily walked away from him, already hearing his confused shouts in her head.
"Are you saying that our relationship is based on mere attraction?"
Crystal suddenly halted and turned around. "How did you know that?" she asked hesitantly.
"Isn't it obvious?" Gold asked, smirking as he stepped towards her, "That's what you tutored me on."
Crystal widened her eyes. "But that was over three months ago!"
"Well of course I'd remember it, because all my attention was on you!" Gold shrugged, still smirking.
Crystal turned her nose the other direction and crossed her arms. "That doesn't make any sense, especially with today's events. Would you like me to state them in chronological order?"
"I think we share more of a covalent bond, if anything." Gold told her, ignoring her question.
"Why wouldn't we be an ionic bond?!" Crystal demanded as she smiled triumphantly. I bet he didn't think this far ahead, huh?! she thought haughtily.
"Well, even though you and I are both very different people, we share common traits that bond us together. If we were an ionic bond, we stick together, well, basically from attraction." Gold responded just as quickly.
Crystal's eyes widened in shock. Instead of walking away with victory, she clamped her mouth shut and, extremely embarrassed, looked away from the grinning boy in front of her, hoping he wouldn't comment on her beet-red face.
"Wow, Crys, you didn't know that?" he smirked, "How unintelligible of you!"
Crystal muttered something hastily.
"What's that, S.S.G? I didn't hear that?" Gold prodded, cupping a hand around his ear.
"I said, you're right." Crystal grumbled.
"That's right, I am right. Funny how that worked out, huh?" Gold winked.
"Yeah, whatever…" Crystal grumbled once more.
"So…"
"What?"
"Same time next week?"
"…fine."
-x-x-x-
Green continued to walking, an impassive expression on his face.
"You know we're just going on a walk, right? You don't have to sprint." Blue panted, trailing after him.
"You're in gym this semester, right?" Green asked, not slowing down. Blue grunted in reply. "Then this pace should be no problem for you."
Blue grumbled behind him.
"So, where's the extra anatomy class being held? I could've sworn that Ms. Sienna said it would be at school, not at the conference building downtown…" Green asked as they continued walking down the slightly busy sidewalk. It was a sunny Saturday afternoon in Viridian City. An hour before this, Blue had asked him to go to the extra anatomy class that their teacher was having today. Green agreed, and here he was, confused.
"Yeah, about that…it is at school." Blue's voice trailed off. Green turned around to her, frowning. Blue flinched at his expression. No, he's mad! Okay, okay, gotta make him un-mad…
"And um, we kind of, maybe, somehow…missed it?" the brunette revealed. Green's expression remained the same. Oh, shit…I knew he'd be mad. she thought. She forced out a squeaky, high-pitched giggle, hoping it would lighten the air a bit. To her dismay, the "air" remained unchanged.
"How late are we?" Green spoke quietly.
"Um…40 minutes?" Blue answered.
"Oh, then we have 20 minutes left. If we run, we can still make it." Green decided, and turned to sprint in the direction school.
"Wait!" Blue shouted suddenly, clamping her hand around Green's wrist.
"What?" Green asked. "It's a two minute jog to school from here."
Blue opened her mouth to protest, but a thought came over her. Wait, Yellow and Red are at the school! We can go there first! "Um…I was just going to say I agree! Let's go!"
Green gave her a skeptical look, and then started sprinting. Blue sprinted after him.
. . .
"Alright, we're here." Green announced, panting slightly.
"That was the fastest I've run since…ever!" Blue panted, finally reaching him.
"C'mon, let's head inside. Our class is right there." Green pointed at one of the huge windows in their school, and sure enough, their class was there. All the students were facing a projected image on the screen, something Blue couldn't see. But what she could see was Yellow. And right next to Yellow, sat Red.
She smirked. Perfect. The plan is in effect.
"Aren't you coming inside?" Green asked, and then turned to her. His brows furrowed once more. "What's that face for?" he asked, noting Blue's mischievous smirk.
"Green, I need to tell you …I haven't been honest on this trip." Blue revealed.
"What did you lie about, and what are you planning?"
Blue put a hand over her chest, obviously offended. "Don't act like this happens often!"
"But it does."
"…Okay Green Oak, I guess it does. But you made it this far, so there's no backing out now."
"I don't have much of a choice either, do I?"
"Of course not!" Blue giggled, and pranced off. With no other option, Green followed her.
She was crouched outside the window of their classroom. She quickly peered through the window, and then ducked back down.
"What are you doing?" Green asked.
"GET DOWN HERE!" she hissed, and Green was yanked to the ground beside her.
"Ow! Don't pull so hard, you pesky girl!" Green hissed back, only to see that Blue was peering through the window again. "What are you looking at, anyway?"
"Look at the two people sitting at the table closest to us."
Green looked, and saw Red and Yellow there. Or rather, an eager-looking Red and a rather uncomfortable looking Yellow.
"Um, what's wrong with Yellow?"
"Who's she sitting next to?" Blue quizzed.
"Red. But she looks…if possible, more uncomfortable than usual." Green observed. Blue frowned, and jumped up beside him, her head just inches from him. He could smell her signature strawberry shampoo…
"Green, what's Ms. Sienna teaching? I can't see from here." Blue asked, squinting into the classroom.
Green squinted his eyes as well, "It looks like…the anatomy of the butt."
Blue suddenly fell to the ground, a giddy look in her eyes.
"What? What is it?" Green asked.
If I tell him, he'll know Yellow got a dare, and then he'll know I kissed him on a dare, and I don't want him to think that it was just a dare… "I can't tell you right now." she managed to speak. Green gave her a frown, and turned his attention back to his classmates.
Green spoke, "Is it just me, or is Yellow's face almost a shade of-?"
"—purple?"
"Yes," Green frowned, and added, "She looks ill."
Blue waved him off, and picked a stick off the ground. "Nah, she's fine. You just gotta rile her up a little bit." With that, Blue tapped the stick on the window. Yellow's head darted in their direction just as she and Green ducked out of sight. After a second, Blue peeked through the window and saw the spooked expression on Yellow's face.
"Are you insane?! She's seen us now, you pesky—" Green hissed, when Blue shushed him. "She's fine. They have five minutes left; relax!"
Green sighed, and suddenly it occurred to him how close Blue was to him. Her hand, pale, dainty and just soft looking was almost next to his. All I have to do is casually lift my hand…
"GREEN! THEY'RE BEING DISMISSED!" Blue cheered.
Green was pulled out of his thoughts once more and turned to her. "So?"
"So?! So now we go find them! Don't 'So?' me!" Blue scoffed, and ran inside the school. Inside she hid behind a set of lockers just outside the anatomy classroom, and Green followed suit.
After a couple minutes, Yellow came running out. "Look, there she i—" Green called, but Blue pulled him back down. "What are you doing?! Didn't you want to talk to her?!" Green hissed, when Blue pointed to something behind him. He followed her extended finger and saw that Red had joined Yellow. He appeared to be holding something out to her.
Suddenly Yellow blurted something out. When she was done, Red was staring at her, shocked.
"What did she say? What's going on?" Blue asked Green.
"I have no idea…something about a dare?" Green answered. Out of the corner of his eye, he could have sworn he saw Blue's eyes widen in fear.
"A-are you sure?" Blue asked. Yellow wouldn't be that careless!
"Positive." Green replied, and observed their friends, "Now he's…leaning towards her."
"What?! Are they kissing?!"
"I don't know…I think he's trying to ask her something."
"Trying?! Arceus, he needs our help, and fast!" Blue concluded. Before Green could stop her, Blue dashed up to Red, whose back was to them, and pushed him to Yellow. Red's lips crashed onto the blonde's. Blue looked at Green with a creepily gleeful expression as they ran past the couple, one that made Green twitch uncomfortably. Green glanced behind them for a nanosecond, and seeing that Red and Yellow were still occupied he followed Blue and sprinted out the school doors.
"Was that necessary?!" Green demanded once they made it outside.
"Absolutely! Do not doubt my ways, Green Oak." Blue smirked, and checked her watch. "We're late." she informed him, and began walking.
"For what? Another 'anatomy class?'" Green frowned, taking step beside her.
"Of course not," she laughed, "for Crystal and Gold's date, of course!"
Green groaned.
. . .
"It's been five WHOLE minutes since we got here; why is Crystal still in that position?!" Blue hissed from behind her newspaper, which was not being read at all. Green shrugged, "Maybe Gold isn't paying her any attention."
By the time he and Blue got to where Gold and Crystal were having their date, the two juniors were already inside the café. Not wanting them to know they were there, he and Blue decided to spy on them from the restaurant next door. So there they were; sitting at one of the outside tables of the restaurant, the only things separating the two groups of friends being fifteen feet and a glass window.
"I think you might be forcing this date on them." Green admitted.
Blue looked at him in disbelief. "Are you kidding?!"
"No. Just look at their body language." Green told her, and Blue turned her head to the couple. "What about it?"
"Take Gold, for instance. His attention is on the crowd that has somehow gathered around him, instead of the person in front of him. Also, that waitress has been there a total of five times. I know Gold eats a lot, but he wouldn't dare to order more than three times at a coffee shop."
"Okay, I see your point."
"And Crystal is even worse than him. You know how she gets when she's mad; she always does that twitching thing with her eyebrow?" Blue nodded. "Well, she's been doing that for the majority of the 'date.'"
"But she's not now; that means she's obviously not annoyed anymore."
"Yes, but instead she's slumped over with that bored expression. She always makes that face whenever something, or someone is a hopeless case for her."
"Since when did you notice anything about any girls' face?!" Blue suddenly snapped at him. Green almost swore that an expression of jealousy flashed across the brunette's face.
"I just catch on repetitive expressions. For example, I know all the different smirks you use." Rather than being angry, a wave of relief seemed to pass over Blue. Green almost smiled.
"Excuse me, are you ready to order?" A waiter had magically appeared at their table.
"A strawberry latte and a black coffee, please." Green recited.
"What?! How did you know I was ordering that?!" Blue gasped, her brows furrowed in confusion.
"Ma'am, he's your boyfriend! You mustn't doubt how well he knows you." the waiter smirked, hoping to get a laugh from both the teenagers. However, his comment was met with wide eyes and gaping mouths.
"Erm—" Green grunted.
"W-well—" Blue stuttered.
"We aren't a couple." Green finally spat out. Now it was the waiter's turn to be shocked.
"Oh, excuse me! You give off such a couple-y vibe, and I just…I…" he stammered.
"How about you focus on getting our drinks?" Green interrupted him.
"Yes sir! Absolutely! They will be out shortly!" he stammered, and hurried back inside.
As soon as he left, Green rubbed his temples. "Arceus, I can't believe that happened."
Blue crossed her arms and shrugged. "I don't blame him."
"What?"
"Well, I'd think the same way, especially with everything we've done today."
"What do you mean?" Green asked, his face getting hot.
"Consider everything we've done today. We've been hanging out practically since you woke up."
Green pondered. "Yeah, you're right. And we've been going everywhere together, and now here we are, getting coffee together."
"Exactly," she paused, and then smirked, "So, Green…"
Green's eyes squinted in suspicion. "Yes, Blue?"
"What would you say this is?"
"A date." Green replied without thinking. However, as soon as the words left his mouth and left a triumphant grin on Blue's face, his only thought was, Shit.
"A date?" Blue gasped, faking surprise. She leaned over the table, her face getting closer to Green's, "Well, you know what people do on dates, Green?"
Please don't say that—
"They kiss."
In an attempt to ignore the fact that their faces were now mere inches from each other, Green held his head with his hand. "And you ask me why you're troublesome." he groaned, rubbing his temples again while Blue laughed.
"You set yourself up for that one," Blue paused, and added quietly, "And don't act like it hasn't happened; you were the one who kissed me last week."
Green rolled his eyes. "Don't think I didn't know what you were up to. Might I remind you that you started that 'Truth or Dare' game that day?" Seeing Blue's shocked expression, he added, "Crystal may have told me."
After muttering a curse under her breath about Crystal, she turned to him, "Might I remind you that you got yourself into this, and you're getting yourself ou—"
Green's lips were suddenly on her own. Blue widened her eyes in surprise, but seeing that Green's were closed, she closed hers as well. She tried not to smirk as she pulled his head closer to hers.
-x-x-x-
"Same time next week?" Gold asked.
"…fine." Crystal grumbled in a mix of annoyance and happiness in response.
"Hey, Crystal! Gold!" two voices behind them shouted. They both turned around and saw Red and Yellow walking down the sidewalk towards them.
"Hey! What brings you guys here?" Gold greeted happily.
"We just came back from the anatomy class and we're starving. What about you two?" Yellow asked.
"We…uh, we…" Crystal stammered, but Gold put his arm around her. "We just finished our date." he declared. Red and Yellow grinned to each other as Crystal's face reddened.
"Oh, I didn't know Blue and Green were here too!" Yellow suddenly spoke, pointing behind Gold and Crystal. All eyes followed her finger, seeing that their friends were, in fact, sitting at one of the outdoor picnic tables of the restaurant next door.
"Let's go say hi!" Red proposed, and he and Yellow walked towards the two other seniors.
"Maybe in a couple minutes. They look a little busy." Crystal pointed out, seeing that Blue and Green seemed to be talking animatedly.
"Oh, right. Well, how was the café you guys were at?" Red asked, making small talk to pass the time.
A few minutes later, someone tapped Yellow's shoulder. She turned around to see a middle aged waiter carrying two drinks on his platter.
"Excuse me, miss?" he asked.
"Yes?"
"Erm…I saw your group of friends here, and I couldn't help but wonder…are those two part of your company?" She followed his gaze to Blue and Green, who were currently…
"Oh. My. ARCEUS." Yellow gasped, earning the attention of her companions.
Still sitting at the picnic table were Blue and Green, who had somehow thought it would be a good idea to make out at that moment in time.
"What…what in the world?! Blue's practically on the picnic table!" Red gasped.
"She…she is on the table!" Yellow added.
"I knew it! They tried to tell me they weren't a couple, yet look at them! Hah!" the waiter cried triumphantly.
"This…this isn't right!" Yellow mumbled, burying her face in Red's arm.
"It's hot, is what it is." Gold remarked.
Crystal smacked his arm. "Ugh, you're disgusting. Besides, shame on those two. Don't they know its flu season right now?!"
Despite all the commotion, Blue and Green weren't paying attention, only focusing each other, letting time pass as slow or as fast as it wanted to.