Yo There!

Woah, I ain't no pirate. No, no, no way man! The name's Denny! Here to fish? Why dontcha sit down with me? Or, if fishing ain't your thing, then we can just hang out. That's cool too! I'll rev up my boat and we can get a move on! ...Though, bein' a pirate sounds pretty cool, heh.

[grumpyanimallover]

With a strong pat on Vaughn's back, a certain fisherman greeted and exclaimed, "Heyo, Vaughn! Havin' a good flower festival?" He gave his signature grin and showed the silver-haired man a collection of pink roses, sycamore, and violets. "If you aren't then I hope these make your day, yeah?"

Vaughn jumped only slightly when a sudden for appeared on his back out of no where. He turned his head to see a familiar brown haired fisherman. The animal dealer had been out of town on business, so it was a while since they’d seen each other. “Hey, Denny. It’s been fine.”

He was more than a little surprised when the other pulled out a bunch of flowers and handed them to him. Friendship, curiosity, and Loyalty. Vaughn managed a small smile, but pulled down his hat to attempt to hide it. “Thanks.”

He then pulled a single geranium out of his vest pocket and handed it to Denny. “You out did me, but here.”

[grumpyanimallover]

Yup. Telling Denny that was just as embarrassing as Vaughn thought it would be. His face flushed red slightly, but he’d have to get used to things like this. The longer he and Chel were together, the more people would ask him about it.

“Yeah… Since a little over two weeks ago.” He responded after a moments thought. It had already been two weeks, and yet it had only been two weeks. It was a weird mix between time going too fast and too slow all at once.

Vaughn’s glance became scrutinizing after Denny teased about how much room he had in his heart, but then let out a sigh. “Yeah, something like that.”

[a-reel-catch-blog]

Denny knew that Vaughn would be pretty uncomfortable discussing this with him. Oh, but well, he couldn’t help but tease just a little bit at the start. Still, that wouldn’t change the fact that he was actually quite pleased and, to a point, very honored that Vaughn himself would tell him what was up before Chelsea did.

“Thanks for tellin’ me, Vaughn,” he began, tucking the flower that he had inside one of his pockets by its stem. “I know that it can feel a little awkward telling me, so, hey! It means a lot that you told me. It means that you really trust me, right? Haha!” 

He scratched the back of his head after the small bit of laughter and pat his back once again. “But really, thanks. And congratulations!” 

[grumpyanimallover]

With a strong pat on Vaughn's back, a certain fisherman greeted and exclaimed, "Heyo, Vaughn! Havin' a good flower festival?" He gave his signature grin and showed the silver-haired man a collection of pink roses, sycamore, and violets. "If you aren't then I hope these make your day, yeah?"

Vaughn jumped only slightly when a sudden for appeared on his back out of no where. He turned his head to see a familiar brown haired fisherman. The animal dealer had been out of town on business, so it was a while since they’d seen each other. “Hey, Denny. It’s been fine.”

He was more than a little surprised when the other pulled out a bunch of flowers and handed them to him. Friendship, curiosity, and Loyalty. Vaughn managed a small smile, but pulled down his hat to attempt to hide it. “Thanks.”

He then pulled a single geranium out of his vest pocket and handed it to Denny. “You out did me, but here.”

[grumpyanimallover]

An unamused expression crossed Vaughn’s face at Denny’s response. It was just his normal antics. The fisherman had been that way for as long as he could remember. It used to bother him at first, but now he knew it was meant in jest and not to offend.

“Just be grateful I didn’t forget.” He retorted. With everything happening lately it wouldn’t have been surprising if he had forgotten. Oh right. Denny probably didn’t know. Usually Vaughn wouldn’t have bothered telling anyone. Chel would probably do that anyways, but he considered Denny a friend and figured he had a right to know about major life changes. “Actually… Something happened recently. I thought I should tell you.”

“Chel and I started going out.” It was weird to say that out loud. Vaughn probably just wasn’t used to it yet, but he was curious how the other would respond to the news.

[a-reel-catch-blog]

Even with the harsh sting that was Vaughn’s bluntness, Denny smiled. He was used to that cold demeanor, which, to him, wasn’t as frostbite-worthy as much as it was simply chilly. He had learned not to take the way he acted personally quite fast. 

At the news, though, Denny stared at him, unbelieving...before breaking in a bright, shining, ever enthusiastic smile.

“Holy crap, Vaughn, seriously?!” He took the man’s shoulders, shaking him as if he was attempting to get all of the details from him. “Since when?! Woah, dude, this is huge! Big ol’ grumpy Vaughn has room in his heart after all!”

[grumpyanimallover]

With a strong pat on Vaughn's back, a certain fisherman greeted and exclaimed, "Heyo, Vaughn! Havin' a good flower festival?" He gave his signature grin and showed the silver-haired man a collection of pink roses, sycamore, and violets. "If you aren't then I hope these make your day, yeah?"

Vaughn jumped only slightly when a sudden for appeared on his back out of no where. He turned his head to see a familiar brown haired fisherman. The animal dealer had been out of town on business, so it was a while since they’d seen each other. “Hey, Denny. It’s been fine.”

He was more than a little surprised when the other pulled out a bunch of flowers and handed them to him. Friendship, curiosity, and Loyalty. Vaughn managed a small smile, but pulled down his hat to attempt to hide it. “Thanks.”

He then pulled a single geranium out of his vest pocket and handed it to Denny. “You out did me, but here.”

[a-reel-catch-blog]

Denny had, of course, noticed Vaughn’s tiny little grin. He always did—at least, most of the time he did... Nevertheless, he was simply ecstatic to have gotten a flower from him. 

“Aww, Vaughn, bro,” he took the flower from him and pressed it to his chest with an open palm, wiping a false tear from his eye. “For me? Really? I think I’m gonna cry, man...”

[a-reel-catch-blog]

"DENNY!!" Chelsea bounded up towards the bubbly fisherman, a huge grin on her face as she jumped into his arms. She hugged him tightly before pulling away, holding up the bouquet of Irises, roses (pink and orange, of course~), and sunflowers. "Happy Flower Festival!"

“Woah-ho! Hey, Chels!” Denny laughed as gave the energetic girl a hug, almost losing his balance. Nevertheless, as he looked at the bouquet, he couldn’t help but put on that big grin of his. “Aw, for me? Really? Thanks a whole bunch!”

He takes the flowers and rubs down at the top of Chelsea’s head. “Aw, but I think you copied my idea...” he says in a mock-disappointed tone as he pulls out the same exact same flowers from seemingly out of nowhere. “For you!”

[theangoraexpert-deactivated2016]

"Oh, uh, hey there!" Denny greeted, rubbing the back of his head. "I uh, kinda just haveta'..." He leans forward, pecking the girl's cheek with his hands in his pockets. Afterwards, he straightens up, a white, slightly sheepish grin coming to his face. "Thanks! Had to do a dare. So, guess I'll uh..." He began to back up.

“Hello!” Agate greeted him back cheerfully and was about to extend her hand when he pecked her on the cheek. She was at a loss for words since this was the second time that this had happened, but then it all made sense with his next set of words. “Oh, okay! I get it now,” she giggled. “But before you go, don’t you think you should introduce yourself after something like that?”

[a-reel-catch-blog]

Denny was more than glad to find that the girl hadn't started to chase him off or yell at him. Phew! 

“Oh, yeah! Eheh, sorry! My name’s Denny.” He made a gesture with his hand, a finger and thumb pointing out in order to emphasize his introduction. 

[the-brunette-farmer-blog]

"Hey!" The fisherman calls, already feeling quite stiff at the moment. Continuously, he thought to himself, 'You can do it! Just do it and get it over with! You the man, Den!' And so, with some internal debate, he continues. "...You wanna go on a date with me, maybe?"

“…You wanna go on a date with me, maybe?”

The brunette turned around and looked at where the voice was coming from, she was in minor shock as she heard the request. She ended up looking up to a fairly tall and tanned man, Jill haven’t seen him around before. Her purple eyes gave off a small sparkle from the sun as she glanced up to him. 

“hm? a date?” She asked fairly surprised, she didn’t even know the guy! Turning the situation around, she felt rather flattered, a small smile pulled at the corners of her lips. “Sure! i’m Jill by the way” she laughed a little as she introduced herself. 

[a-reel-catch-blog]

Denny was genuinely shocked. Wait, hold up a sec. She actually said yes? No way. Noooo way. Well, that was an interesting result. It would be rude to take it back, so he might as well continue to dig himself into this little hole he made. Or dig himself out by some other means... 

“Uh, heh, yeah! The name’s Denny. Nice ta’ meetcha, Jill!” He gave a wide smile and pat Popper’s head in order to make sure he was still there.

[a-reel-catch-blog]

Ask the person who is underneath this re-blog on a date.

…Oh boy.

[a-reel-catch-blog]

I dare you to ask the next person you see for a kiss!

...H-hey, really? Well, alright then... If it’s just askin’!

[the-write-ideas]

Send my character crazy dares! For the next half hour, they can't turn any down!

disclaimer: If the moderator is uncomfortable with a dare, for whatever reason, they are by no means forced to make their character do it. Remember, memes are for fun! Not to make anyone in real life feel bad. -Ⓦ