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S'all right, I figured you were spending quality time with the team.

[Here you go. A present wrapped in left over Christmas wrapping paper.]

[He blinked and took the present.]

Oh no, what's this.

[Gonna take a moment to grin doofily at the choice in wrapping paper.]

I didn't think you were in to wrapping things.

[Covered in shiny holly and poinsettia - hey, it still kinda worked. It was a shoddy wrapping job anyway, and pretty crinkled.]

I save the paper sometimes, if I like it. [It'd be garbage otherwise, and that seemed a bit of a waste.]

This one was a nice choice to save.

[The appeal was definitely present. His fingers danced atop the paper slightly, almost a little shy to open it. Shoddy wrapping was still wrapping, and that more effort on top of the effort of already getting a present.]

I'm going to open it.

[You were more than welcome to join him on the grass, Vin.]

[Here he goes, sitting down.

Inside the wrapping job was an apron and matching oven mitts, both pale yellow and covered in pink flowers, with green trim and straps.

Vinnie looked on, hopeful. Maybe the choice of pink flowers was a little ostentatious, but... Bulba did mention it was his favourite colour, right?]

[He'd been really careful with the unwrapping, just in case the paper wanted to go for a crinkly round three.

The contents took him a little by surprise, and he took a few moments to hold them in his hands and look them over. The colours weren't at their full potential by the moonlight, but he could already tell they were nice ones. Pink and yellow, huh. Unintentional as it had to have been, it was still a nice combination. He smiled a bit more than he should have as he traced over some of the flowers, looking pretty pleased with the whole lot.]

Oooh... They're really nice....!

[Bulba slipped his hand into an oven mitt to give it a feel, turning his bright grin towards Vinnie.]

Did you know I needed new ones...? [Cause he did.]

[This wrapping paper falls to you now, Bulba. With a sheepish laugh, Vinnie smiled back.]

I'd no idea. They just came in a set an' I thought, uh. Well, you like the colours, and they'd be useful?

They'll be super useful, for sure.

[He was going to use them all the time, definitely. Bulba briefly leaned over, boldly giving the other Venusaur a quick, friendly nuzzle to highlight just how much he was tickled.]

Thank you...! You really didn't have to get anything though.

[Yeah nuzzles. Vinnie might have turned slightly pink.]

I know. I just, uh, saw it in a broken store window an' I thought it'd suit you.

[Bulba actually did not notice. He was just glad he hadn't shied away or anything like that. (Which was probably a silly worry to have, but a small one he had nonetheless.) Though he was turning a little pink himself.]

Well. Thanks for thinking of me, I guess. [While he was probably busy, no less. Bulba held the articles a bit closer in his arms, probably a little more pleased than he should have been.]

Oh, uh, how has the clean up been going...?

[Vinnie huffed, like it was a breath he'd been holding in for days. What a mess the city was. It'd been weeks but there were still streets to clean up.]

Going for-fuckin'-ever. There's always another street with smashed up cars or piles of rubble. I swear some've it isn't even from the day've the big fight - the robots were running the city for so long, no one could get anythin' fixed.

Ugh... Gross. They really had a run of the place, didn't they. [Sigh.]

If you think another steady pair of hands could make a difference, I've got some.

Pretty much full reign, yeah.

[It was a mighty kind offer but Vinnie waved it off.]

Hey, it's a job... and a military operation, technically. You can ask Max t'see if he'd be okay with it, but it's not quite like volunteering or football. He works a tight shift when it's army business.

If it helps things get back to normal quicker... Hmm. [Though he still hadn't really talked with Max much anymore, and that still bummed him out a bit.] I'll look into it.

... Is it okay that I asked you out here, though? If you need to go get some sleep, I wouldn't want to keep you for too long.

Eh, it'll be fine. [At least, he assumed. He wasn't actually sure how late Bulba was planning on keeping him out here. Actually, he wasn't sure what this meeting was about at all.]

So, what's up?

[He grinned a bit.] That's the right question. [Then he was flopping back down on the grass on his back, reaching over to pat it with his hand.]

It's better if you come down here. Do you know what tonight is?

[Is... is that a trick question. What. Uh. Shit.

Vinnie looked both confused and worried that he'd forgotten something super important.]

Uh... is it... um. Your first complete day of being... 18?

Uh... Yes? I guess. [He laughed a little.] Don't look so worried about it.

[The shiny Venusaur reached out his patting hand to tug Vinnie back against the grass instead of waiting for him.] C'mere.

It's a meteor shower tonight.

Huh? [There he goes, being tugged. His back fell against the grass and Vinnie looked up - his eyes widened with wonder almost immediately.]

Oh.

Ohhh.

[There went a convenient and sparkly streak against the sky- whoosh. Bulba glanced over at him just a little, grinning wide.]

It's really pretty. I thought maybe you'd like to catch a bit of it.

[Oh gosh ohhhh gosh. Look at the lights fall from the sky. They sparkled like diamond dust aw wow.]

It's amazing! How'd you know this was gonna happen tonight?

[Oh no look how cute and excited he was getting NO WAIT uh look how pretty all the stars were.]

Kind of on accident...! It was on a calendar but I wasn't sure how clear tonight was supposed to be. I'm really glad it's such a nice night.

[No cutes were happening here, no sir.]

Yeah, 'specially since fall's here now. The nice weather's already goin'.

[Nope none at all, you were totally right. Bulba pouted a bit at no one with a tiny huff, keeping his eyes on the sky show.]

It's already starting to get chillier...

[D e s p a i r.]

Yup. I...

[Wait. Vinnie paused mid-sentence, suddenly remembering something. Something super important.]

Hey, it's not that long 'til there'll be Diamond Dust at Mt. Silver, too!

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