Alex Waters the Bunninja
Team Galactic Plasma
Twin Rapier Cargo Ship, En Route to Unova
Janine had definitely gotten pretty insanely lovey-dovey in front of this Jeremy Render guy. Still, hearing Janine was sorry for all the crap she did with those flowers, I felt a massive wave of relief. That was really a whole lot of crap I really didn't feel like going through with again. Still though, did she really think we were THAT close and were in THAT serious of a relationship? I honestly considered it more of a "casual friendship," and figured we were allies and needed each other in this mess. Still, I looked into Janine's eyes, and she was deadly serious on loving me. And not the kind of "I love you and you're mine to do with however I want" kind of relationship, like the kind when she stuck me with that ungodly awful Bellossom, Lilligant, and Venusaur Chimera mutagen. Instead, it was something she sincerely wanted to be mutual. She wanted to invite me in and have me walk in on my own accord, not drag me into a relationship with a nutcase I was never going to tolerate.
Really though, I didn't know what to think of it. I had to admit, Janine had gotten better. Way better. She was still a nutcase in my opinion, but her presence was at least tolerable now. But to really get that close to her like this... she needed to slow down, because I wasn't ready for any of that kind of stuff. Now was definitely not the kind of time to be going out on dates, if that's what she was thinking.
I then caught sight of Theresa, who wasn't too keen on seeing Janine cuddle up to me. She came besides me and sat down, but I saw out of the corner of my eye her giving Janine the finger. Man, it was always a world war between these two. Janine just sucked her teeth at Theresa's gesture, and just turned away.
"No sign of them, fortunately," Theresa told me.
"Good, let's hope they never figure out how we left," I replied, knowing that would save us a lot of agony.
Meanwhile, it was getting late, and the ship probably wouldn't arrive in Unova until tomorrow morning. The beds they had on this ship weren't much, but I've had worse. They were still way better than the kind of beds one would get in an army barracks.
After shutting my eyes, I just dozed off, and allowed the night to carry me away.
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Janine Price the Seraphare
Team Galactic Plasma
Twin Rapier Cargo Ship, En Route to Unova
"NO!" NO!" NOOOOOOO!"
I didn't know what it was, but for no good reason, Theresa started screaming like her whole body was inflating and was about to explode. Ugh, I swore, Theresa had better to have been
dying to scream like that at this time of night, because if she wasn't, I was going to duct tape her head to make sure she wouldn't be doing that again for a nice long time. My eyes were still heavy and burning, but I looked up anyway to see her freaked out like a ghost just came up and bit off a part of her face. And really, it was quite weird and odd for savage hellhound werewolf like her to suddenly be so freaked out at something.
"Theresa!" Alex shouted, quickly jumping out of bed. "Are you alright!?"
She was fine, probably having a nightmare. A few of the other Team Galactic Plasma people who were nearby looked at her to see what was wrong, but when they realized she wasn't physically harmed and Alex was already catering to her, they grumbled and just headed back to sleep.
"She looks okay to me," I shrugged. "Probably dreaming about Black Alpha or that Corporal X guy."
Or whatever. She started whispering to Alex, thinking I couldn't hear her. Uh huh, yeah right. If there's one thing a Lopunny can do with these really big ears, it's
hear. So I listened in on their conversation, wondering exactly what kind of creature of the night happen to crawl up Theresa'a anus and bite her in the colon.
"It... was awful..." Theresa told Alex, whispering and trying to keep quiet, though she was failing miserably at trying to keep it a secret. "I had a dream about a wedding, and I knew something was wrong when I realized it was yours but it wasn't mine. I was watching from afar and I realized the person who you were marrying was Janine!"
Oh, now this was interesting. Trying to hold back a wild giggle was tough, but I did because I definitely wanted to hear the rest of this cute, little tirade. Here I was thinking Theresa... big, badass Theresa, was dreaming about getting
shot and
killed or probably turned into
mincemeat by Black Alpha. No, not even getting killed wakes up the fury known as Theresa! Instead, it's a freaking wedding that drives her batty! I realized her ultimate fear was losing Alex to me. Or she was acting like it and was trying to use pity as a means to draw Alex away from me. Psh, figures. What a drama queen.
"I can't stand it, I feel like I'm not supposed to be happy," Theresa continued. "Like I'm always supposed to be pushed around by older girls. Everyone just expects me not to show it. I'm sorry, Alex, but after a while, I just can't keep things bottled up like that anymore."
"Relax and don't let it bother you," He told her, trying to comfort her.
"Leave her be, we really should be getting some sleep," I told Alex, hoping to end this nonsense early.
It was silly. Just downright silly for her to be trying to look sad, pitiful, and desperate. If Theresa really wanted Alex to love her instead, was presenting her in a way that made her feel sorry for herself... really the right way to go about it? Really didn't think so there.
"This is my business, Janine," Theresa barked back at me. "Get the f*ck out of here if you don't want me to cut you, shave you, or insert Garchomp mutagen in you."
Whew, what a grouch. Sure you really want to marry this lovely lady instead, Alex? Imagine her barking that kind of thing at you when she asks you to take out the trash, feed the kids, and mow the lawn! Yeah, "quit watching that f*cking football game and get to work on that lawn!" Word to the wise, Theresa, Alex wasn't going to marry someone who he felt was going to be crabby like that all the time.
"Figured, she's in a bad mood," I told Alex, laying back down to sleep. "I'd recommend just leaving her alone for a little while if she wants to be such a hardass."
I laid back down, still watching Alex out of the corner of my eyes. Still, what he said next was a bit surprising.
"Are you kidding?" He asked, looking at the both of us. "You two are fighting like hell to each other over me? Sorry, guys, but take a look around. We should be focused a bit more on Black Alpha and the UN rather than tearing apart each other, don't you think?"
Well, he had a point there, though Black Alpha and the UN weren't here so that really didn't matter. Yeah, it was a vicious love triangle, I was well aware of it and I was sure Alex knew it was crystal clear. Still, the way Theresa was being a crybaby about it was a joke. Kind of like the kid that cries at the checkout stand for mommy to buy her candy and has a bad case of the gimmies. Come on, a guy like Alex... would he really want a girl that does that kind of thing? Sad and meek one minute, and then angry and irate the next? I'll admit, I did get reckless and... downright silly every now and then, but I was pretty sure Alex would take that over the kind of emotional rollercoaster Theresa was on.
"Let's focus on them rather than each other, alright?" He asked, trying to stay more on the objective. "I can't have you two leaving the other for dead over this."
Well, I didn't want Theresa to
die, I just wanted her to give up on Alex and pursue someone else. Still, eventually, we did go back to sleep, and in time, the cargo ship arrived at the shore, south of Driftveil. It was still early in the dawn, but now was a good time to head out and make it to the Driftveil bunker, where it was far less likely Black Alpha and the UN would track us down and find us.
Alex was right about the mission and all, but I was still going to try and warm up to him, gently and patiently at least. And definitely avoid getting angry and pissy like Theresa. I could at least control my temper.