EVERYTHING IS A BIG DEAL WHEN YOU'RE 12umbreon_blackyNovember 21 2010, 17:15:42 UTC
I still love you. Even though she'd already come to the conclusion, the words stung to hear out loud. Blacky knew what it was like to be hopelessly in love with someone who didn't return the feelings. Someone who would string her along for years, only to turn around and abandon her. Even after all that... Even after Lavender Town... She would always love her original trainer, whether she wanted to admit it or not.
It broke her heart to know she was doing the same thing to Silver. Telling him the truth about his affections would probably be a harsh blow to the boy, but leading him on until it finally wore off wasn't going to do any good either. She stared into her glass, furrowing her brow.
ESPECIALLY CRUSHESnew_moon_princeNovember 22 2010, 08:09:07 UTC
There was a bit of silence before his next bought of confessions.
"I have to... train my heart first if I want to be the best trainer."
Though at the moment he sounded more sad then anything else, he still kept a good job of keeping his composure and neither imploding or exploding into this hurt and weepy little kid he really was under all of his usual aggression.
TOO BAD IT'S GONNA CRUSH... HIS HEART.umbreon_blackyNovember 22 2010, 13:50:21 UTC
Blacky understood what it was like to bottle up and deny certain emotions for extended periods of time. But it was strange to see someone so young having difficulty expressing themselves. That he was making the effort just for her... Well, she wasn't going to let this opportunity to improve the lives of her fellow Pokemon go to waste.
"...I'll be sure to help you along the way, as long as you need it." She set her glass down on the coffee table and took a seat on her futon, patting the spot next to her. "The fact that you're willing to try is already such a tremendous step. I'm proud of you."
She had the feeling those last few words were something the poor boy didn't hear enough.
HEY IF THIS WEARS OFF BEFORE SHE BREAKS UP WITH HIM THEN WHAT HE DOESN'T KNOW WON'T HURT HIMnew_moon_princeNovember 23 2010, 02:07:33 UTC
In truth he had been more surprised by her words then anything. It had been in fact, a very long time since anyone had ever claimed to be proud of him. Most people were disappointed in him for wasting his talent for pokemon by being cruel to them, he was a disappointment to his father for being too stubborn about not having friends to even be kind enough to be likable to others. The only person proud of Silver was himself. As much as he wanted to believe that he didn't need the approval or praise of anyone else, it is just one of the basic necessities of children.
Still, the fact that she was being kind to him was a sign that things were going well again, and that was a comfort in itself. He set his glass next to her's before sitting down. as if he needed any encouragement for girlfriend snuggle times. As much as he wanted to act so cool and smooth like he did at octoberfest, he was too busy feeling warm and fuzzy.
IT'LL NEVER WEAR OFF. ONCE YOU GO BLACKY YOU NEVER GO BACKYumbreon_blackyNovember 23 2010, 03:17:11 UTC
God. DAMN. As much as she wanted to hate him for his lineage, this kid was just too endearing. But he wasn't his father. She just had to remember that.
Blacky put an arm around his shoulders, absent-mindedly fussing over his hair. "So. How do you plan to go about training your heart, hm?"
This was the problem he ran into last time he tried before arriving here. Unless we're talking about attract it's not like you can just press the nice button and suddenly you love and trust your pokemon. He thought about it but as nice of an idea as it was, he just had no idea how to go about it. Finally he just shrugged.
"I don't know..." unsurprisingly now that he's basically just admitted that he needs someone that isn't himself, and that he can be wrong sometimes, admitting ignorance wasn't nearly as painful.
The cuddling certainly helped though it reminded him of when he was a little kid sitting with his mommy
She couldn't really blame him for not knowing where to start. Even she couldn't come up with a quick and easy solution for that. Emotions were stubborn things.
"...Do you have any of your Pokemon on you? Let one out, and we'll see if we can't figure something out."
Well, yeah. At any given moment he had 3 of his pokemon on him and if he knew he was going in for a battle he'd carry his whole team on him. Given today was a training day, he only had 3. It didn't take much thought before taking Meganium's pokeball off his belt. While Golbat was also on him, he always had a bit of a bias towards his first pokemon.
Same as before, the grass pokemon was a bit puzzled as to why it was being brought out of it's pokeball if it wasn't for training or a battle. at least the pretty flower smell is getting rid of the cigarette smell
Blacky stood and raised a hand for the Meganium to sniff and, if allowed, rub his nose.
"Hello there... Now, Silver. Lesson one is understanding your Pokemon. Don't expect me to provide translations for you; if you pay attention you should easily get the gist of it on your own. Does he have a name?"
I still love you. Even though she'd already come to the conclusion, the words stung to hear out loud. Blacky knew what it was like to be hopelessly in love with someone who didn't return the feelings. Someone who would string her along for years, only to turn around and abandon her. Even after all that... Even after Lavender Town... She would always love her original trainer, whether she wanted to admit it or not.
It broke her heart to know she was doing the same thing to Silver. Telling him the truth about his affections would probably be a harsh blow to the boy, but leading him on until it finally wore off wasn't going to do any good either. She stared into her glass, furrowing her brow.
"...Are you going to treat your Pokemon better?"
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"I have to... train my heart first if I want to be the best trainer."
Though at the moment he sounded more sad then anything else, he still kept a good job of keeping his composure and neither imploding or exploding into this hurt and weepy little kid he really was under all of his usual aggression.
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Blacky understood what it was like to bottle up and deny certain emotions for extended periods of time. But it was strange to see someone so young having difficulty expressing themselves. That he was making the effort just for her... Well, she wasn't going to let this opportunity to improve the lives of her fellow Pokemon go to waste.
"...I'll be sure to help you along the way, as long as you need it." She set her glass down on the coffee table and took a seat on her futon, patting the spot next to her. "The fact that you're willing to try is already such a tremendous step. I'm proud of you."
She had the feeling those last few words were something the poor boy didn't hear enough.
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In truth he had been more surprised by her words then anything. It had been in fact, a very long time since anyone had ever claimed to be proud of him. Most people were disappointed in him for wasting his talent for pokemon by being cruel to them, he was a disappointment to his father for being too stubborn about not having friends to even be kind enough to be likable to others. The only person proud of Silver was himself. As much as he wanted to believe that he didn't need the approval or praise of anyone else, it is just one of the basic necessities of children.
Still, the fact that she was being kind to him was a sign that things were going well again, and that was a comfort in itself. He set his glass next to her's before sitting down. as if he needed any encouragement for girlfriend snuggle times. As much as he wanted to act so cool and smooth like he did at octoberfest, he was too busy feeling warm and fuzzy.
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God. DAMN. As much as she wanted to hate him for his lineage, this kid was just too endearing. But he wasn't his father. She just had to remember that.
Blacky put an arm around his shoulders, absent-mindedly fussing over his hair. "So. How do you plan to go about training your heart, hm?"
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This was the problem he ran into last time he tried before arriving here. Unless we're talking about attract it's not like you can just press the nice button and suddenly you love and trust your pokemon. He thought about it but as nice of an idea as it was, he just had no idea how to go about it. Finally he just shrugged.
"I don't know..." unsurprisingly now that he's basically just admitted that he needs someone that isn't himself, and that he can be wrong sometimes, admitting ignorance wasn't nearly as painful.
The cuddling certainly helped though it reminded him of when he was a little kid sitting with his mommy
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She couldn't really blame him for not knowing where to start. Even she couldn't come up with a quick and easy solution for that. Emotions were stubborn things.
"...Do you have any of your Pokemon on you? Let one out, and we'll see if we can't figure something out."
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Same as before, the grass pokemon was a bit puzzled as to why it was being brought out of it's pokeball if it wasn't for training or a battle. at least the pretty flower smell is getting rid of the cigarette smell
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Ah, what a sweet smell...
Blacky stood and raised a hand for the Meganium to sniff and, if allowed, rub his nose.
"Hello there... Now, Silver. Lesson one is understanding your Pokemon. Don't expect me to provide translations for you; if you pay attention you should easily get the gist of it on your own. Does he have a name?"
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