Black Jack x Pinoko [Amusement Park]
Title: Amusement Park
Fandom: Osamu Tezuka's Black Jack
Characters: Black Jack and Pinoko
Rating: G
Warnings: Nothing objectionable.
Author's Notes: It's a short and simple scene, also written as a roleplay sample.
Pinoko dashed around the amusement park, happily munching cotton candy and licking caramel apples. She was wearing her usual red dress over her long-sleeved black shirt (to match Doctor Black Jack's outfit, of course!), pink ribbons on the straps and atop his head (don't they make her look cute?).
Black Jack, meanwhile, sat on a bench a little way away, under a tree's outstretching branches, despite it being quite cool and dark, leaving him without need of shade.
"Shenshei!" Pinoko stopped mid-run, bouncing a few steps on the tip of her shoe before standing completely still. "Why don't you come over and play? Play that dart game and win Pinoko a toy! Look, there's a big bunny plushie over there!"
The Doctor straightened from his slight slump and leaned back into his seat, smirking slightly. "Do I look like a dart thrower?"
He acted as if he never threw scalpels with frightening precision before, in addition to the way he handled them in ordinary surgery.
If he hadn't needed to do the first so often, he wouldn't have his scalpels made by a professional swordsmith!
"Mou!" Pinoko huffed, shoulders raised as she pouted. "Shenshei is waaaay better than ALL those other guys playing, Pinoko knows it!"
"That's really too much," Black Jack said, closing his eyes, still sounding amused.
"Hey, don't ignore Pinoko! Pinoko is your WIFE!" Pinoko cried, running over and stomping madly around his legs (but not before quickly downing her cotton candy in a fit of anger and shoving the caramel apple to a random bystander). "You're not romantic at all! It's not fair for Pinoko to have fun while Shenshei does nothing! You're not waiting for some other girl, are you?! WHO IS SHE?!"
"There's no girl, Pinoko. Alright, alright..." Black Jack stood up. "But, you know, Pinoko... I won you three of the same rabbit plushie before. In the exact same colour, too."
Pinoko blinked, lowering her clenched fists and relaxing them at her sides, while the red that flushed her face when she was throwing her little tantrum subsiding. "O-oh! Well, then, maybe we should go do shomething elshe, Shenshei!"
"Something, like what?"
"Anything! It doesn't matter, sho long as Shenshei's with Pinoko," Pinoko said sweetly with a smile, grasping his hand tightly and leaning against him.
So they walked along through the amusement park.
Black Jack in his long drab coat and outdated red bowtie catching odd stares and his white-streaked black hair and tell-tale scars attracting whispers from those in-the-know, while little Pinoko clinging to the ghastly-looking man attracted as much confusion from both sides.
Fandom: Osamu Tezuka's Black Jack
Characters: Black Jack and Pinoko
Rating: G
Warnings: Nothing objectionable.
Author's Notes: It's a short and simple scene, also written as a roleplay sample.
Pinoko dashed around the amusement park, happily munching cotton candy and licking caramel apples. She was wearing her usual red dress over her long-sleeved black shirt (to match Doctor Black Jack's outfit, of course!), pink ribbons on the straps and atop his head (don't they make her look cute?).
Black Jack, meanwhile, sat on a bench a little way away, under a tree's outstretching branches, despite it being quite cool and dark, leaving him without need of shade.
"Shenshei!" Pinoko stopped mid-run, bouncing a few steps on the tip of her shoe before standing completely still. "Why don't you come over and play? Play that dart game and win Pinoko a toy! Look, there's a big bunny plushie over there!"
The Doctor straightened from his slight slump and leaned back into his seat, smirking slightly. "Do I look like a dart thrower?"
He acted as if he never threw scalpels with frightening precision before, in addition to the way he handled them in ordinary surgery.
If he hadn't needed to do the first so often, he wouldn't have his scalpels made by a professional swordsmith!
"Mou!" Pinoko huffed, shoulders raised as she pouted. "Shenshei is waaaay better than ALL those other guys playing, Pinoko knows it!"
"That's really too much," Black Jack said, closing his eyes, still sounding amused.
"Hey, don't ignore Pinoko! Pinoko is your WIFE!" Pinoko cried, running over and stomping madly around his legs (but not before quickly downing her cotton candy in a fit of anger and shoving the caramel apple to a random bystander). "You're not romantic at all! It's not fair for Pinoko to have fun while Shenshei does nothing! You're not waiting for some other girl, are you?! WHO IS SHE?!"
"There's no girl, Pinoko. Alright, alright..." Black Jack stood up. "But, you know, Pinoko... I won you three of the same rabbit plushie before. In the exact same colour, too."
Pinoko blinked, lowering her clenched fists and relaxing them at her sides, while the red that flushed her face when she was throwing her little tantrum subsiding. "O-oh! Well, then, maybe we should go do shomething elshe, Shenshei!"
"Something, like what?"
"Anything! It doesn't matter, sho long as Shenshei's with Pinoko," Pinoko said sweetly with a smile, grasping his hand tightly and leaning against him.
So they walked along through the amusement park.
Black Jack in his long drab coat and outdated red bowtie catching odd stares and his white-streaked black hair and tell-tale scars attracting whispers from those in-the-know, while little Pinoko clinging to the ghastly-looking man attracted as much confusion from both sides.