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[blueser]

"Hello... Whatever... Don't worry about me. I'm doing peachy over here! I was just looking for something to do! Wanna battle me again?"

[telepathy | Pidgeot-mail]

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[trypanophobic]

Pfff, whatever. Try me.

[Killua reciprocates Blue's cocky expression.

he can do all kinds of stupid crazy shit to an unreasonable capacity due to the nature of his absurd canon... and is a darts champion! not exactly the same thing, but applicable.]

Let's do 2/3. Loser has to fulfill one command by the winner.

[blueser]

Hmph. Fine with me! But, don't say I didn't warn you...

[Gyarados rumbles curiously. Humans are confusing... But his boy didn't seem to be sad anymore, so he submerges himself into the lake with a splash and decides to take a swim while they putter around together.]

[Blue's eyes narrow at the waters as they even out slowly in the wake of Gyarados' splashing, waiting for the right moment in the waves before he draws his arm back, changing the way his fingers are positioned over the rock like a baseball player, and lets it rip with a surprisingly strong throw. It sails and skips across the water, a little spin to it pushing it along before it finally plops under the water a great deal away.]

[Turning back to Killua, he gives a little cocky salute.] Okay, beat that!

[trypanophobic]

Don't help him cheat, [Killua says flatly to Gyarados as he decides to ditch their baby boy emotion festival, which Killua can't blame him for.

Killua's eyebrows raise when the rock skips so far, looking genuinely shocked. he stares back at Blue with the same note of dumbfoundedness. this is a testament to the fact that if Blue just did anything with enough repetition, his body would probably be capable of more than he thinks... these trainers are so prone to praising their animals, but look at that shit!!! because of the dumb balls those animals are in, Blue can throw that far?! and well.

well, fine. Killua whistles, obviously impressed.]

Okay, I definitely did underestimate you off the bat. But I bet I can still beat you.

[Killua used to skip stones a lot at the lake near the mansion... usually with Canary. it's a nostalgic, fond activity. and because Zoldyck nonsense, stakes were always higher than they had any right to be, but that's what made it fun!

so Killua feels around for a rock he decides he likes, and he waits for similar stillness in the water in the wake of Blue's stone. similarly, he hurls it straight with a good spinning trajectory—it also goes a great distance, landing at least near Blue's rock.

Killua squints and scowls, narrowing his eyes as he lifts his hand, trying to measure the compared distance.]

Hmmm... Close...

[blueser]

I don't cheat... [Blue huffs, watching as Killua stares at his throw. He gets a little flutter in his stomach at the other boy's expression of genuine surprise and delight, unable to keep from smiling.] And I did tell you! I don't like people underestimating me, so you better not do it again!

[He puts his hands on his hips as he loudly declares this, but his bluster is all smiles. He watches as Killua picks his stone up and takes aim, how he watches and waits for the right moment, and watches him throw. Hmmmm....]

I think I won. [Blue coyly murmurs, somewhere between sheepish and smug. He couldn't say his sheepishness wasn't a result of the conversation they'd just had, but... Maybe it was okay to push his luck a little.]

[trypanophobic]

[Killua laughs at Blue's prideful declaration, unable to help himself—because he likes the arrogant, confident Blue a lot.

as they judge, Killua's ended up on the balls of his feet, leaning forward. then, decided, he's flat on his feet again.]

Really...? No way.

[he crosses his arms.]

I think I beat you by about 2".

[Killua's expression lifts, and he looks towards Blue.] Maybe Gyarados can tell us?

[blueser]

You think he's not gonna pick me anyway? [Blue narrows his eyes playfully, lips trembling with a held-back grin.] That's really trusting of you.

But, my Gyarados is a good guy! He'll know who won for sure. Gyaradooooos!

[He calls to the dragon, who has been snorkeling in the deeps of the lake and meeting some fishy pals. The dragon resurfaces after a few seconds with a burst of waves along the water's surface, and rumbles in inquiry.]

Gyarados, watch our contest and tell us who wins, alright!? [He's already reeling back for his second throw, tugging one sleeve up.] Go look and see which stone sank the furthest!

[Gyarados rumbles and re-submerges himself, and Blue waits expectantly for his return.]

Ah....I wonder if the stones are too small to pick up. [He suddenly hums, as an afterthought.] Oh well, winner of each round gets to throw second, right?

[trypanophobic]

[Killua laughs when Blue gives that testament to Gyarados's character. fair enough, he supposes.]

Mm! [Killua nods, hands on his hips, and bends forward, looking for another good rock. he might have to go collect some...] That's true, he is big...but he's not dumb, right?

[Killua straightens up again, inspecting a rock. he squints at it. maybe not flat enough.]

Hard to tell, though, I guess... I mean, he's a dragon, but he's also kind of a fish?

[blueser]

He’s definitely not dumb! [Blue huffs, matter of factly.] ...Lots of people disrespect Magikarp for being weak and ‘useless’, but that’s because they’re too lazy and unskilled to bother putting the effort in to train it. If you don’t put any work into raising a Pokémon, you get what you deserve.

[Blue’s little rant is mercifully cut short by Gyarados bursting back out of the lake, sending waterspray everywhere- he waded closer to the shore where he towers over the two boys...only to let a small stone plop out of his huge, fishy-smelling mouth.]

[Blue rushes to examine the stone, squinting, then stands back up tall with a smug grin.] Oh, that’s definitely my stone! Good job, Gyarados! [To be honest, he doesn’t remember whose stone was whose......]