A/N: Hey there guys and gals, Archimedies here with the third chapter of Ship Shape Shorts. This short is based around DavexJade, as I've had a couple of people request something fluffy between them, by the names of: Camelote, and a bunch of bullshit letters I can't be bothered to type. Hopefully this will serve that purpose. Now this is done, It's the EquiusxAradia up next, I've already started on it, so it should be up soon. In the meantime, make sure to favorite and follow the story if you want more, and certainly, if you have an idea for a one-shot, and a pairing for that one-shot, make sure to throw it down in the review, and I'll get it done, so make sure to send it. And now that that's out the way, enjoy, and as always, stay Jammy.

Story 3: The grid never lies.

"I just want to thank you again, for coming all the way out here" Jane looked up from the bed of flowers, and grinned at Dave.

"You say that like I swam all the way out here. All I did was step on that weird ass teleporter" Dave smirked at her, and gestured to the potted plant he was holding with both his arms. "Well? Where we going to dump this?"

Jade stood, and wiped her hands on her apron, standing there with her hands on her hips for a second. She was thankful for the thin leather apron that stopped her from getting absolutely filthy. Her clothes weren't much, but she'd tried to clean up a little, what with having Dave 'round and all. Just a knitted sweater, plain black T-shirt, some jeans, and a comfy pair of boots, with her battered apron over it all.

"Well, It's still nice. I'd have asked John, but he's off watching Con Air for the billionth time, and Rose is on some weird counselling session with her mom..."

Dave shook his head.

"They sure as hell needed it. Those two have a weird relationship. Some passive aggressive dual of the ages shit"

Jade giggled. "Not quite how I'd have worded it, but I agree with the idea. So yeah, just...Thanks. And I'm going to want that over in the empty bed, I want to start a new one"

Dave nodded, and hefted the plant, a beautiful bunch of posies. He staggered over to the bed, and Jade watched in worry.

"Are you sure you've got that?"

Dave smiled over his shoulder, and placed the pot down on the ground, ever so gently.

"As if I didn't"

Jade let out a breath she hadn't realized she was holding. Dave straightened up and turned to her, stuffing his hands in his pockets. Jade went over to him, and crossed her arms.

"You need to be careful"

"Don't worry, I'm not gonna mess up your prize petunias" He shrugged.

"I'm not worried about my posies, I'm worried about you dropping them on your foot and breaking a toe or three" Dave rubbed the back of his neck and looked down at the ground.

"Oh. Right. Well, the concern is touching, but. You know. I'm not clumsy"

Jade shook her head, and couldn't help but give him the once over. He was practically posed! His blonde hair fluttered in the wind coming through the green house, and his fringe stopped just short of his glasses. He was still wearing his "Ironic" shades. He'd paired them with a red T-shirt emblazoned with a turning gear, and over it a leather jacket with a bunch of badges advertising bands Jade had never heard of. He finished off the whole ensemble with a pair of black skinny jeans and some red and white trainers. All in all, not shabby. Not by a long shot.

"You gonna start with the "posies", or did you make me lug them all the way over here just so you could check me out?"

Jade flushed, realizing how long she'd been staring.

"Well, yeah. Just wanted to...Make sure your outfit was up to scratch"

Dave raised an eyebrow so high it popped out from behind his oversized glasses.

"Um, excuse me, but when have I ever worn anything but the flyest of threads? The coolest of coverings? The sickest of shirts-"

"OK! Alright? I was completely wrong to ever doubt your taste in clothing, your jackets lovely, the end?" Jade said all this with a laugh, and bent to start digging the posies out of the pot. Dave on the other hand, was weirdly silent. For some time. After a minute of fiddling with the flowers, Dave spoke up.

"You like the jacket?"

Jade prepared a retort as she looked up at him, but quickly saw he was being serious. Dave was shifting his feet, kicking up small stones from the gravel, and rubbing the corner of the jacket with one hand.

"Well...Yeah. It's cool! Really suits you too"

In the strange silence that followed, she sat down to start on digging the holes for the flowers. After a few seconds, he joined her and picked up a trowel, helping with the digging. A minute passed. And then another. And then another. And just as she as about to move the flowers, he spoke up.

"This was my bro's you know"

She jerked her head in surprise, somewhat confused. "Huh?"

"This jacket. It was my brothers"

"Oh. And it's yours now?"

Dave smiled wide. "Yeah. He gave it to me the first and only time I ever hit him"

Jade's eyes widened. "What! Why? Why'd you hit him-Oh. Wait. You and your brother always have those awesome duels, don't you?"

Dave nodded, and hefted the trowl. "Yeah. We grab our swords, blunted ones obviously, and we have at it on the roof of our apartment complex"

Jade nodded, having heard of his frequent battles, mainly through his own somewhat bombastic recountings. They often involved phrases such as "Delirious biznasty" and "Ultimate puppet dick jutsu", among others.

"So...Are you, like, evenly matched?"

Dave snorted. "Hell no. He hands me my ass on a diamond entrusted platter, and half the time he uses a fucking puppet to do it"

Jade winced. "Oh yeah, Lil Cal. That thing still sounds creepy as anything, no matter how hard you insist it's cool"

Dave shrugged. "Well, whatever. But back on track, yeah. We'd duel often, and he never failed to push my shit in so far I choked on it-"

"Ew!"

"Shoosh. Yeah, he and Lil Cal were my opponents, sometimes individually, sometimes together. I could beat Cal about half the time, but I never stood a chance against bro. Or, I though I didn't. But one day, I managed to catch him off guard"

"Wow!"

"Yeah. I brought a second sword with me, and halfway through the fight, I ejected it out my syllabus and I managed to nail Lil Cal to a wall. Got him straight through his fluffy puppet innards. And while Bro was distracted, I smacked him a wicked blow, straight to his temple. Come to think of it, he was probably just as shocked as I was. I hit him hard enough he dropped to one knee, and I busted a cut right above his eyebrow, it was dripping blood everywhere. I dropped my sword right away. Started apologising and shit, thinking I'd really hurt him"

Jade was quite simply awestruck by the story. "Well...Did you? Was he alright?"

Dave was shaking his head, grinning.

"Nah. To be honest, I could have broken my sword over his thick skull, and he wouldn't have given a shit. I know that now. I didn't back then though. And that's why I was absolutely shitting it. I walked right up to him, and I stretched out my hand...And he took it, and stood. Just stared at me a few seconds. And then, he just shrugged off his jacket, passed it to me, grabbed Cal, and flew off into the sky on his fucking rocket board"

Jade couldn't help but giggle at the absurd image.

"And that was it?"

"Yep, basically. That's the story of how I got this jacket. Totally worth it. Even though he kicked seven shades of shit out of me our next fight, still worth it"

Jade laid down the trowel, and Dave did the same. The flowers were planted, and that job was done.

"Oh shit, the sun's going down"

He was right. It was. They'd spent the entire afternoon mucking around in the garden. Jade stood, wiping off her hands.

"Oh no. Well, you should probably head home then?"

"Yeah. My brother tends to jump me from the shadows if I come back after dark" She offered a hand, and he took it, his grip surprisingly gentle.

She pulled him to his feet. And they stood there like that, hand in hand, for a few seconds too long. He gave her a lopsided grin, but didn't pull his hand away. Jade blushed and released her walked to the transportilizer, comfortably silent the entire time. Until they finally reached it, and Dave walked over to stand in front of it.

"So..."

"So?"

"No kiss goodbye?"

Dave grinned at her, and Jade very nearly died then and there, before she realized it was a joke.

"Hah. Ha. Ha..."

She grabbed him by the collar, rammed her lips against his, and pushed him into the transportilizer.

The last thing she saw before he disappeared was his shocked face, smiling wide, glasses knocked askew by the impact . He raised his hand and waved goodbye, before vanishing into thin air.

Jade stood in front of the transportilizer for a good few minutes, panting heavily. Oh dear. Oh no. Oh fuck...

Oh, to hell with it. She'd deal with it in the morning.