While Green had gone to fetch Red from Gold's dare, the Johto trainers had returned to Green's house to wait. Gold was lounging on the couch, bored somewhat as it had been about twenty minutes since they'd arrived. Next to him, Silver was texting Crys, demanding that the girl kill Eusine on sight next time rather than send him on his merry way. He still wore the maid's outfit.
This gave Gold a wonderful idea.
"Oh Silver~" Gold yawned, covering his mouth with one hand. "Could you be a dear and get me a drink?"
"Get your own damn drink." Silver growled. He closed his pokegear with a snap and began pulling leaves and twigs out of his hair.
"Is that any way to talk to your master?" Gold wanted to know. "I'm sure Joey wouldn't talk like that to his master."
Silver paused in his work before turning to glare at Gold. The Johto champion smiled innocently and waved his fingers a little at him. "Fine." He muttered getting up. He stomped into the kitchen, grumbling under his breath.
"And sweeten up that attitude!" Gold called after him.
"Fuck you master!" Came the snarl from the kitchen.
Gold stuck his tongue out impishly. "That can be arranged."
Green pulled out his keys to unlock the front door to his house. Leaning against him in a nearly deadened state was Red. He groaned a little when his stomach announced for the thirteenth time (Red was counting) that it wanted to be fed and it wanted to be fed inow/i. He looked at Green, his scarlet eyes begging the gym leader to feed him before he dropped dead on the doorstop.
His best friend sighed in defeat. "All right. All right. Let's get the brats and go out. I'm hungry too." He grumbled. He unlocked the door and walked inside. "Oi, tramp and trouble, you guys want to go…what the fuck are you two doing on my couch?" He demanded as Red peered inside.
Silver squeaked and tried to jump out of Gold's lap but the champion's arms tightened around his waist. The back of his dress was halfway unzipped and one shoulder had already slipped out of the silky outfit. Silver's face was brighter than his hair as Gold kissed his exposed flesh and doubled in radiation when he realized that Green and Red were watching.
"We were having a wonderful bonding moment." Gold complained ten minutes later as they walked into Viridian to grab dinner. On the other side of Red, Silver snorted and crossed his arms, refusing any kind confirmation to this statement. "What'd you have to go and ruin it for?"
Green glared at him. "Because it was MY couch."
"Ours." Red corrected him quietly.
Green groaned. "Yours mine, ours not his! He can go play with his maid at his house on his couch!" He sighed. "Let's just go eat…"
"I'll tap Silver anywhere I want to." Gold grumbled under his breath. Red rolled his eyes and Silver's face flushed. Green raised his hand to smack Gold on the back of his head when he stopped midway.
"What?" Gold demanded.
"Is it just Silver or just anybody?" Green wanted to know.
"Well that depends…" Gold wouldn't look Silver in the eye. "I'm currently dating Silver soo…"
"Hypothetically you're single." Green mused. "And Silver never crossed into your life or you two just remained rivals. Would you…tap that?" He asked indicating with a nod to a very petite blonde woman who was dressed to go drinking with her friends.
Gold's eyes widened at the very feminine figure. "Hell ya. Wouldn't you?" He wanted to know. Red shrugged and Silver, appalled that Gold would even say it out loud, glared at him. Green shrugged off handedly. "Dude. If you were all straight…"
"Then the answer would be hypothetically yes." Green answered. "So, that being said, I double growlithe dare you to go up to any person we choose, give their ass a good slap and tell them you'd tap that." He smirked at Gold. "Easy enough right?"
"I thought we were gonna make him-" Red began but Green shook his head.
"This is better." He promised. "Trust me on this."
Gold scoffed. "Oh come on. As the champ, I can take on anything!" He grinned at Silver. "Right Silvy?"
Silver refused to speak to him.
Gold shrugged. "All right fine. Who's first?" He wanted to know.
Green nodded to the chick they pointed out. "Her first."
"Roger that." Gold sauntered off, his charismatic smile he reserved for the media and his mother appearing on his face.
"You dared him to go around slapping other people's asses?" Silver growled at Green as Gold struck up conversation with the woman.
Green grinned. "Pretty much."
Silver rubbed his temples. "I would've thought you'd come up with something more…creative?" He said dryly. "Not…this." Red nodded in agreement.
SLAP
They all turned to see Gold return to them, holding his cheek. "Green you fucking Primeape. You know her don't you?" He snarled.
Green smiled innocently. "Maybe, maybe not~ Let's go eat." He motioned for them to move on.
"Is the dare over?" Gold asked incredibly.
Green chuckled. "Not by a long shot."
In the next twenty minutes Gold informed two teenage girls, one mother with three children, a business man, three biker guys, and one very large and round woman that he would "tap that". Of all of them only the biker guys saw the humor. Gold managed to dodge most of the attacks but the mother had managed to whap him over the head with her purse.
"Guys…" Gold complained. "Can we stop? I thought Red was joking when he suggested the biker gang but I think I'm going to die if I go up to the wrong lady again. The fat one nearly sat on me!"
"Now now, be nice to the ladies." Green scolded him but he was smirking. "Or you'll end up with even more bruises." He ruffled Gold's hair.
Red tugged on Green's sleeve and pointed to another possible victim. A horrible evil expression crossed Green's face and Gold groaned. Silver only snickered.
"Only a couple more. We can stop when we get to the restaurant." Green promised. He spun Gold around by the shoulders. "Ok, that lady right there."
"The one with the hat or the shawl?" Gold asked tiredly. The lady with the hat had a rather big purse.
"The shawl." Red confirmed to Gold's relief.
"Dude she's old enough to be my grandmother!" Gold cried. "I aint' tappin that!"
"Well, if you really don't want to, you can always wear shorts." Green sighed.
"Because they're comfy and easy to wear." Silver added and all three of Gold's friends grinned.
Gold looked at his phone and then at the older woman. "Fine." He held his head up high, his golden eyes filled with determination. "I'll be back!"
"Of course you will." Green sighed. "You always come back."
Gold marched up to the older woman. She was in her late sixties, maybe early seventies with gray hair going snowy white. She was dressed for an evening walk, light and airy but warm with the homemade shawl wrapped around her arms and shoulders. On one of her arms was a woven basket filled with freshly picked flowers, a few produce items from the market and her half finished knitting.
" 'Scuse me ma'am." He asked politely.
She turned to face him and smiled. She was missing two teeth but it was still a charming and sweet smile. Her eyes lit up at the sight of him, perhaps recognizing him or maybe even just pleased to be spoken to.
"Yes dear?" She asked. She had one of those spoil-your-grandchildren-rotten grandmother voices and it reminded the trainer so very much of his own deceased grandmamma.
And just like that, Gold's courage left him. "Do you know where the Viridian gym is?" He mumbled.
"Ah, it's on the north east corner of town dearie." She pointed it out to him. "Going to challenge Green hmm?" She asked kindly. Gold sighed and nodded. "Well best of luck to you then."
Gold thanked her and trudged back to his friends. Green's smirk was pride crushing, Silver's snide grin was soul sucking and the small smile Red was harvesting with his eyebrow raised was downright evil. "I couldn't do it." He announced.
"Here" Green handed him an empty pokeball. "You know what to do with it."
Gold sighed. "Right now?" He whined. "I'm hungry." As if to agree with him, Gold's stomach growled miserably. It was answered by Red's stomach.
"After dinner." Red decided as he patted his stomach. "You start then."
"He can start tomorrow." Silver interjected. "Green's got a dare to do after dinner."