smashacademy | [013] - Audio/Video

Why don't we go and see a movie together? If there's one playing now that you like? And we could go somewhere nice for dinner, too! It's your big day, so, you can pick a place if you want to, or, I can pick one if you would rather it be a surprise? Then we can maybe finish the night off with a walk in the park?

We can do...

[Anything, really. She doesn't need to say it, though.]

Anything you feel like doing. I'm sure I'll ^{like it} no matter what it is. I don't need anything super special.

[There he goes again, fiddling with his speaker.]

OK! I'll make it a surprise, then! I think you deserve something super special, even if you don't need it! I'll make sure you have a great night, OK?

I deserve something special. I wonder what I've done to make you think that.

[A half smile and she continues, seemingly not arguing with his feelings, no matter how wrong they may be.]

If you're so interested in it, then I'll just go along with it.

[He could list the things. He really could. From his perspective, there's a list as long as his arm. And he had long arms! But he doesn't want to get into an argument about it which is something that might happen if she decided to contest his assertions that she was wonderful. Which she, in all likelihood, would.]

What time should I come and meet you? Maybe around four? Five in the evening?

Whenever you'd like to. I'll make it easy for you, Sonny. I don't think I had any plans anyway, so it's not like I'm needed somewhere else.

[Ordinarily such a realisation would be upsetting, but she may be too tired or weary to truly care.]

That you know of! It might be that other people have plans for you.

[Hey, for all he knew, one of Voile's friends might have set up a surprise party for her. He wasn't about to suggest that, though, because it would sort of indirectly spoil the surprise if Voile was thinking about Surprise parties for the rest of the day.]

Anyway, I'm going to go and get some sleep and I'll see you at your dorm around four in the afternoon?

[He's yawning by now. This is really well past his bed time.]

That's true...

[And she knew better than to disagree with him. Once she had set up a potluck for Bulba. Who was to say that someone, one day, wouldn't do the same for her? It wasn't like she'd been the only altruistic person in the academy, after all.]

Four in the afternoon would be perfect. Go to bed, and get some rest. And I'll do the same.

[Begrudgingly. Despite how difficult it would likely be to get any rest at all.]

OK! Sleep well! I can't wait to see you later!

[Despite his species, even he found it hard to drift off right away. He was looking forward to taking Voile out and making a little fuss of her. Even though he knew her well enough to know that a fuss wasn't something she craved. He figured just a little fuss was acceptable. Juuuuuust a little fuss. A fusslet.

He knocked on the door at four sharp, dressed quite nicely in a button down shirt and clean, pressed slacks. Still wearing sneakers. But they were more comfy and they might go for a walk later.]

[When she greeted him, she still looked a little tired and that was to be expected, but she'd at least gotten a little sleep. The kind of sleep riddled with nightmares that she was pretty certain were real. But who could really even say. Things that seemed real, weren't, and things that shouldn't have been real, were. It was easily a lot of back and forth.

He looked nice. It was the first thing she'd noticed. And she didn't really understand why. Not that there was anything wrong with it. Just that she didn't get it. Whereas, she looked as nice as she normally did. Or at least she imagined he'd think so. Dressed for fall in earthy tones, though fall would officially strike for over a month later.]

Ohhh... Dressed to impress, aren't you...

Of course! You're always dressed really nicely - You look lovely today, by the way - and also? It's your Birthday! I wanted to make an effort and...

[He had one hand behind his back. He brought it around to his front and held it out to her. It contained a small box - wrapped in green, metallic paper and with a gold ribbon encircling it and tied in a slightly clumsy bow.]

This is the present I mentioned. Um, you could open it now or you could wait till later... or... just whenever you want to!

[It was cute. To be expected. Most things from Sonny had a habit of being cute. Adorable. Endearing. Darling. There were a lot of words to describe it and while Voile wasn't the same girl where she once would have fallen over herself for such things, there was still some appreciation left in her.

Somewhere. In a mess of dark, dark things.]

Oh... Thank you. Let me open it now, or else the anticipation of waiting until later just might kill me.

[And to most that would have been a jest, but something about the recent days and weeks made that almost seem more realistic. So she took the small box he offered and moved to sit on the edge of her bed, consequently allowing him to in turn make himself more comfortable. And just as she had been so many times in the past, she was meticulous about opening and unwrapping.]

[He followed her inside and took a seat on her chair, watching her opening the box with baited breath.

Once the paper was dispensed with, there was a small, velvet box. Green again, but a much darker green this time. The box housed a pair of silver hair barrettes, ornate and with a turquoise mounted in each.]

Happy Birthday, Voile. I really hope you like them.

[His voice was a little softer than usual. There was no rambunctiousness there, joviality being replaced by sincerity. He'd spent quite some time finding something that he was sure she'd enjoy. There had been more expensive pieces - the best part about having a job was actually being able to consider expensive gifts - but they had lacked the character he'd seen in these ones.]

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[It was more than she expected, really, but to be fair, Voile hadn't exactly been expecting anything. While it was great and grand to celebrate the birthdays for others, she couldn't help feeling like there wasn't too much of a reason to celebrate hers. She certainly wasn't going anywhere and numbers and ages held little relevance in the grand spectrum of things.

But still. The thought was nice. That Sonny still thought her so frequently and so much was nice. It was hard to turn down that kind of enjoyment, too.]

I think they're beautiful. [Because they were. She took the green velvet box with her and stopped at her dresser with its endearing vanity mirror. Lifting her hands to smooth out her hair, which was hardly necessary, she followed it up by putting a barrette in one side, and one in the other.] They suit me. But you must have known that when you got them. Thank you, Sonny.

I did look for something that I thought would suit you... I'm really glad you like them.

[He stood up to see her image in the mirror a little better and felt that familiar flutter in his chest. He loved it when she smiled.]

[With a characteristic gentleness, she set down the box at her dresser, knowing she'd end up looking at it later with some of that typical deep contemplation.

Then with as tall a stature as she could manage, she turned back to him and lifted her eyebrows.]

I'm not that difficult to impress, really. That you thought of me means more than anything. I would have been happy with nothing, and that's just how I am.

I know it is. I know I could of just come over with nothing. But I don't want to do that. I like to spoil you a little bit. I love to spoil you, really.

[He scratched at his chin - he'd actually shaved to make himself that much more presentable. The downside of this was it was always a little itchy, after.]

....so. Um. Anyway! Dinner and a movie! I got us a table somewhere nice. But I didn't pick a movie because I thought probably you should pick. Having to sit through a movie you don't like really isn't a very good birthday present!

[He loved to spoil her. He loved to spoil her. It was nigh terrifying, to be honest. Not awful, per se. Just not what she was expecting and she wasn't sure he should have been so painfully honest about it. That was the problem with emotions and feelings, after all.

She was relieved when he continued, however.]

Mm... A dinner and a show... Well, what kinds of shows do we have to choose from? I think something... Action-packed might be good. [If only so she wouldn't fall asleep at an inopportune time. It'd be so embarrassing to have that happen when he was trying to be so good to her.]

[You've known Sonny long enough to know by now that Painfully Honest is a thing he does. Only, he doesn't always know it's painful.]

Let's figure it out while we walk? The reservations I put in are for aboooout... an hour from now. That's plenty of time, but we should get moving.

[He wouldn't want to miss out on the table, after all. There would be other places they could go, but not as nice. He didn't want to take her to Pizza Hut for her Birthday. Despite the fact that he would LOVE to go to Pizza Hut for his own Birthday.]

Action packed sounds fun! There's probably something like that playing! Something with action and comedy in it would be good. I like to laugh.

[He'd had everything planned out, it seemed. How extensive. And yet, how very like him. Voile could change over time, become jaded, cynical, skeptical, and even downright rude at times, and yet it seemed like Sonny was still the same Snorlax she met in the greenhouse. There was something to both envy and admire about that, while quietly judging one's ability to remain so headstrong against the current.

She nodded to him and made a bee line for her door, which she waited for him at. In earlier years, she might have beckoned him to follow after, but he was no child and she had no reason to act as a mother toward him. So she just waved him along with some interest and perhaps some pleasant anxiety.]

Sounds like a plan then. You could always use some laughter. And I'd be lying if I said I couldn't.

[Her waiting for him was indication enough, without any kind of beckoning. He followed her and once they were outside and the door was closed, he offered her his arm.]

Laughing is good exercise. I read somewhere that laughing for ten minutes a day is just as good as jogging. Or something like that. It can make you live longer! I laugh a lot, so, probably I'll get to be a hundred.

[She didn't immediately take his arm. In fact, she counted the pros and cons of doing so and not doing so, and finally decided the former was an okay decision ultimately. Her arm curled about his and she nodded slowly as she heard him, though she wasn't sure she actually believed him.]

I think laughing for ten minutes straight would drive me crazy. Literally. Eventually I'd forget why I was laughing and I think someone who's laughing just to laugh has some serious issues they need to work out. There's a difference between humour and insanity.

[He noticed the hesitance. Her reaction wasn't exactly overt, but hardly eager, either. It struck him as a little odd... but probably better just not to think about it, right?

He did chuckle a little at her reply, though.]

Haha! What? No! I don't think they mean for ten minutes straight and just TO laugh! Like it was doing a bunch of push-ups or something! But like, ten seconds here, a minute there, and so on, then add it up at the end of the day. So, if you surround yourself with fun people and do fun things, it should be easy.

[Though, if he was being honest, if he found something REALLY funny? He could probably get ten minutes worth of chuckles out of it throughout the day.

He walked towards the gate and the bus stop beyond.]

Oh! Max said he's going to teach me to drive this year. Maybe by the time your next Birthday comes around, we won't have to take the bus. Heh.

Oh... I guess that would make more sense...

[Although the concept of someone laughing, genuinely laughing, for ten minutes still stuck with her and was an image she couldn't ignore so easily. But she supposed at the end of things, she didn't want to ignore it anyway.

As Sonny continued, her eyebrows lifted with some consideration. Sonny... driving... Was the academy ever ready for such a thing?]

Do you even go anywhere enough that you would need to drive? I figure that the only place I ever go is into the town and the academy grounds. I can't imagine driving would be completely useful here.

I would like to be able to drive in to town, though. Instead of always walking or taking the bus, or having to ask Max for a ride in his tank. It would make it easier to bring back groceries and mean that I spent less time getting to places. Plus, it might help me with my job. When King Bowser needs supplies that have to be bought in town and stuff, I could get them back to him quicker. Also, if he ever needs me to race Go-Karts, it would be helpful.

[Mario Kart 9 featuring Snorlax.]

And of course, if any of my friends needed to go places quickly, I could help them. Or if you wanted to get to town quickly, I could give you a ride.

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