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[sinnohchampioncynthia]

Cyn! This place is neat! Please tell me there is some ice cream around here, I'm mELTING! Oh, I also brought extra sun screen for anyone who needs it!

A Simple Summer Party (#8)

“Dawn!” Cynthia hoists Dawn into the air with strength only her close friends would have thought her capable of and kisses her face far too many times (even by Kalos standards) in a tradition-inspired-alcohol-fuelled greeting. “I’m so happy to see you! Look at you, fashionably lake like the Belle of the ball. I’ve trained you well!” She’s gushing, there’s no fighting it. “OH! Barry’s here, and Calem! Perhaps the two of you can befriend him, hm?” Cynthia halts her onslaught of drunken wittering to listen to her question, finally remembering to put the younger girl down.

“Who do you take me for?” she gasps in faux horror, taking Dawn by the hand and marching her into the kitchen just in time to watch Barry elbow his drink off the counter as he’s telling (a rather horrified looking Matthew) what can only be the tale of the time he accidentally dropkicked Lucas down that waterfall. 

“Have a little faith. If I don’t have enough ice-cream for us all then my name isn’t Cyn-” Cynthia opens the freezer door with a triumphant flourish only to find… A note that reads;

I know you were expecting ice-cream but It’s summer and you’re on a diet. You may hate me now, but a time will come when we understand one another. 

Please, be kind to those around you. It’s okay to talk about it, lean on your friends in times of need.

 Enjoy the party! 

-C x (the sober you)

[thedreamyard]

Welcome to our Dream, Dawn.

Please give her a follow here!

[thedreamyard]

hello! dawn is ready!

Awesome! I’m sure your friends will be excited to see you!

~Espeon-mod

[gogogobarry]

💝

our muses share a milkshake

I had to (FORGIVENESS, CAN U IMAGIIIINE)

“If I have a milkshake, and you have a milkshake...” Barry began, a devious look on his face as he and Dawn took their usual patio seats at the Seven Stars restaurant. “...and I have a straw...”

“Do you have to do this every time we go to get milkshakes?” Dawn asked tiredly, her eyes rolling for the fiftieth time that day. “Can we just enjoy our time here, yanno...like normal people?”

Barry held up a finger for silence and ignored her pleas for mercy. Nobody interrupted this bit. Not even Dawn. “Just let me have this,” he murmured in his best friend’s ear, frightening her with the true passion in his voice. “This is all I have!”

“You’re so dramatic...” Dawn complained, even though a small smile crept onto her face. Being the great friend that she was, the Twinleaf native would allow Barry to do his bit--just this one last time.

“My straw reaches across the room...” Barry soldiered on, continuing his act as he pulled a special bright-yellow straw out of his pocket and extended it to a ridiculous length. “...and starts to drink your milkshake.”

Barry was trying not to laugh--this bit got him every time--and Dawn regretting going to that prank shop back in Jubilife. The blond took a swig of Dawn’s chocolate shake through the straw and started hiccup-laughing, drawing stares from every Socialite and Gentleman sitting near the pair. Dawn wanted to melt into her seat--Barry was guffawing so hard that he had trouble getting the last line out. “I DR-DRINK YOUR MILKSHAKE! I DRINK IT UP!”

“Anyways, thanks!” he finished cheerfully, retracting his giant straw as though he didn’t just cause the biggest scene of all time. His performance was met with tepid applause and a pouty kick under the table from a disgruntled audience of one.

[sinnohchampioncynthia]

This is my RSVP! It's been so long since I've been to a pool! As long as you don't mind a psyduck pool ring, everything should be cool! B)

I’m sure the psyduck rubber ring will only add to your aesthetic. ;) See you then, little star! <3

[sonofthe-lion-blog]

♪ for ya favorite officer Polaris

The first result was a radio drama, so I went with the second result:“Stuff is Messed Up” by The Offspring

“Remind me again why I had to tag along for this?” Calem said, hands shoved into his pockets, looking over the carnage they’d wrought in a Lumiose back alley. “Because I’m starting to think it’s less for ID’ing itinerant Team Flare members and more for the muscle I bring to the table.”

Polaris just glared at him, a look that told him to shut up and help her restrain the groaning pile of dudes on the ground or she’d see about giving him some firsthand lessons in how submission holds worked.

Polaris’ glares were very expressive.

“Man,” one of the grunts moaned from the tangled heap of limbs, “this is messed up. You beat all of us up because one guy got narky?”

That gave Calem pause for thought. Did this qualify as excessive force? Was Polaris not stopping him a sign that it wasn’t, or simply not seeing a way to break his momentum once he got going? Oh hell, this was going to keep him up tonight. “Man, I don’t know who’s going to try something once the fur starts flying. Figured it was simpler to put down the whole lot of you at once, rather than wait for someone else to start something. Who knows what the pack mentality does?”

The dude just sighed, which somehow managed to imply both understanding the logic and desiring to sue the department.

It should be fine.

[sonofthe-lion-blog]

"We can talk over dinner."

“We can talk over dinner.”

Dawn had said that six hours ago, before wandering into the depths of the Kalos National Archive. Three hours ago, Calem had had to piggyback her sleeping body out of the stacks after the library closed. One hour ago, she had finally woken up, but even a city as big and bustling as Lumiose had its limits. The vast majority of genuinely good non-chain restaurants had closed already and so dinner consisted of whatever Calem could whip up from his (thankfully rather well-stocked) fridge.

So here they were, at 10 o’clock at night, enjoying seafood pasta in his apartment.

“So, why exactly were you cuddled up with a book full of century-old census data?”