California Girls We're Unforgettable
[There's this thing about being shipwrecked - it isn't fun, especially when you can't swim. After defeating robo-hitler and leaving Arti an artistic goodbye, our two 'heroes' N and Black decided to take a small break since N was, well, being himself.
Luck apparently wasn't on their side and the boat got caught up in a storm, the two boys being cast out to sea amidst the waves! N thought he was going to die! To have the flame of life doused out like a Charmander's tail caught in a downpour! But when he came to with a groan, damp and covered with seaweed and sand, much to his surprise he was alive!]
Hey, Black-! Hey-
[There's a certain kind of horror that grips N in that very moment he spots Black covered with seaweed, face down in the sand. It's almost more horrifying than the time he watched Joy slap other Pokémon around (almost). It only takes a second before N is at his side, flipping him over, brushing sandy locks out of closed eyes as he shrieks, tears coming to his eyes. Shaking does nothing to wake him. Nothing seems to work! There's only one option left.
CPR.
Lips lock to lips as N tastes sand, blowing life giving air into Black's potentially waterlogged lungs. One breath, then another before he moves back, hands going to Black's sweater, unzipping it and pushing his shirt up until his bare chest is exposed. Thumbs landmark from his exposed nipples to the middle of his chest, hands pressed, elbows locked and poised to pump life back into Black's Pokémon fighting heart (he really needed to convince him otherwise) until-
Until there's a cough and sputter, and, well...]
G-Get off me, you weirdo-!
[ooc: Green is N, Blue is Black respectively. Posting order to those who reply will be N, Black, (insert yourself here). Herp derp.]
Luck apparently wasn't on their side and the boat got caught up in a storm, the two boys being cast out to sea amidst the waves! N thought he was going to die! To have the flame of life doused out like a Charmander's tail caught in a downpour! But when he came to with a groan, damp and covered with seaweed and sand, much to his surprise he was alive!]
Hey, Black-! Hey-
[There's a certain kind of horror that grips N in that very moment he spots Black covered with seaweed, face down in the sand. It's almost more horrifying than the time he watched Joy slap other Pokémon around (almost). It only takes a second before N is at his side, flipping him over, brushing sandy locks out of closed eyes as he shrieks, tears coming to his eyes. Shaking does nothing to wake him. Nothing seems to work! There's only one option left.
CPR.
Lips lock to lips as N tastes sand, blowing life giving air into Black's potentially waterlogged lungs. One breath, then another before he moves back, hands going to Black's sweater, unzipping it and pushing his shirt up until his bare chest is exposed. Thumbs landmark from his exposed nipples to the middle of his chest, hands pressed, elbows locked and poised to pump life back into Black's Pokémon fighting heart (he really needed to convince him otherwise) until-
Until there's a cough and sputter, and, well...]
G-Get off me, you weirdo-!
[ooc: Green is N, Blue is Black respectively. Posting order to those who reply will be N, Black, (insert yourself here). Herp derp.]