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This Game's Winner Is...
“Hhggh… nnghm….w-....WWWWAAAAAAHHHHHH, AHHHAAUUUUUUUU!!! That Critical Hit was so meaaaaaaannn! BWAAAAAGGGHHHHH!!!” Whitney began one of her infamous crying spats again. Losing to Clair and Chuck was just so bitter… they tried so hard. They got so close. And Bugsy heroically had his Scyther defend her Miltank. It was so courageous, it felt like a moment out of a movie, and they still lost! She fell to her knees, hitting the dirt with them.
This was the first time Bugsy had ever actually BEEN near Whitney when she was crying like this. Chuck looked pretty nonplussed about it. Clair was giving a small little snide smirk. "Finally got my what's what with that brat..." She spoke under her breath; quiet enough that Whitney couldn't hear her past her sobbing, but just loud enough that Chuck could hear. Chuck thought that comment was a bit mean of her.
Bugsy looked to his girlfriend, seeing her on her knees and rubbing her eyes frantically as she leaked like a faucet. EVERY body knew of Whitney's crying habits when she lost, but this was the first time Bugsy was on her side of this. And Chuck and Clair both gazed at him expectantly. As if though now by being her lover that he knew how to "fix" this.
“A-ah, uh, W-Whitney, it’s okay! I-it was just a friendly match, you know.” He approached her kind of awkwardly, hoping he could maybe talk some sense into her. This was new territory for him, after all. And it did sort of twinge his heart to see the love of his life cry like this, even if it was a ‘typical’ thing for her. In fact, she was still running the waterworks now. Bugsy began to walk towards her, until he was mere inches from her hands.
“I-I got some Revives on us! And I’m sure Scyther and Milky are just proud to have ba-”
Suddenly he felt a tug on his ascot. And he felt her warm face press up against his. His lips were being kissed. He could feel her tears on his cheeks, slightly cooling down. Suddenly she was no longer the loud crybaby she was just seconds ago. Bugsy went wide-eyed at the kiss, before closing his eyes and wrapping his arms right underneath her shoulder blades. Her hands responded by running themselves across his scalp. Whitney stood up, still smooching him, and wiped her eyes clean. Once she pulled away, she was smiling like nothing had happened at all.
“Mmm, ah, that was a good cry~.”
Whitney works in mysterious ways, Bugsy thought.
Chuck was just proudly crossing his arms and laughing.
“Ah, love of youth! Ain’t it such a sweet thing, Clair? …Clair?”
He turned to his partner-in-battle, who was enviously chomping at the glove of her outfit and seething hard in jealousy. Chuck just shrugged and snickered to himself.
This Game's Winner Is...
“Hhggh… nnghm….w-....WWWWAAAAAAHHHHHH, AHHHAAUUUUUUUU!!! That Critical Hit was so meaaaaaaannn! BWAAAAAGGGHHHHH!!!” Whitney began one of her infamous crying spats again. Losing to Clair and Chuck was just so bitter… they tried so hard. They got so close. And Bugsy heroically had his Scyther defend her Miltank. It was so courageous, it felt like a moment out of a movie, and they still lost! She fell to her knees, hitting the dirt with them.
This was the first time Bugsy had ever actually BEEN near Whitney when she was crying like this. Chuck looked pretty nonplussed about it. Clair was giving a small little snide smirk. "Finally got my what's what with that brat..." She spoke under her breath; quiet enough that Whitney couldn't hear her past her sobbing, but just loud enough that Chuck could hear. Chuck thought that comment was a bit mean of her.
Bugsy looked to his girlfriend, seeing her on her knees and rubbing her eyes frantically as she leaked like a faucet. EVERY body knew of Whitney's crying habits when she lost, but this was the first time Bugsy was on her side of this. And Chuck and Clair both gazed at him expectantly. As if though now by being her lover that he knew how to "fix" this.
“A-ah, uh, W-Whitney, it’s okay! I-it was just a friendly match, you know.” He approached her kind of awkwardly, hoping he could maybe talk some sense into her. This was new territory for him, after all. And it did sort of twinge his heart to see the love of his life cry like this, even if it was a ‘typical’ thing for her. In fact, she was still running the waterworks now. Bugsy began to walk towards her, until he was mere inches from her hands.
“I-I got some Revives on us! And I’m sure Scyther and Milky are just proud to have ba-”
Suddenly he felt a tug on his ascot. And he felt her warm face press up against his. His lips were being kissed. He could feel her tears on his cheeks, slightly cooling down. Suddenly she was no longer the loud crybaby she was just seconds ago. Bugsy went wide-eyed at the kiss, before closing his eyes and wrapping his arms right underneath her shoulder blades. Her hands responded by running themselves across his scalp. Whitney stood up, still smooching him, and wiped her eyes clean. Once she pulled away, she was smiling like nothing had happened at all.
“Mmm, ah, that was a good cry~.”
Whitney works in mysterious ways, Bugsy thought.
Chuck was just proudly crossing his arms and laughing.
“Ah, love of youth! Ain’t it such a sweet thing, Clair? …Clair?”
He turned to his partner-in-battle, who was enviously chomping at the glove of her outfit and seething hard in jealousy. Chuck just shrugged and snickered to himself.