POOL PARTY BABY IT WAS A COOL PARTY

[glazedandconfused]

Who: YOU
What: IT WAS A POOL PARTY FOR THE COOL KIDS AT MY SCHOOL
When: ALL DAY SATURDAY, AUGUST 10th
Where: THE POOL
Warnings: HOLY GUACAMOLE, WE'VE GOT CHIPS

The posters have been up all week, and today

is the day.



The outdoor pool has been filled with all manner of pool-related recreational materials, including but not limited to pool noodles and as many floaties as one could possibly want. Everything is perfect for an afternoon of food, music, and water-based recreation.

Just don't run on the concrete, or the lifeguard might revoke your pool privileges.

Comments

[butterbelieveamanspromise]

Here comes Mondo, clad in swimwear as equally revealing as his Jockly counterpart, only with less stripes and more completely black. He only sported one of the three things Jock so loved showing off, which was muscles, and lots of them. Of course, he didn't have enough to meet someone like Max's overblown standards, but this guy was RIPPED, and had a sensible amount of muscles for anyone who was RIPPED. It's like the attack jacket he's usually seen wearing is infused with dark magic that conceals rippling man meat.

He comes up behind him and gives him a good, hard smack on the back. Please don't fall in the pool. That would be pathetic and Mondo would laugh at you.

"Hey, Jock! How ya been! Never knew the stripes stuck to your skin, too."

[flamejock]

Jock was surprised that someone had hit him on the back, but then heard Mondo's voice and figured that it was probably him.

He turned around.

It was him.

"Oh!" he said, "Yeah! They're my tattoos! I think they're cool." He took this time to point to the ones on his sides and on his shoulders.

[butterbelieveamanspromise]

"You mean you got 'em done by someone?" asked Mondo, still not entirely sure how this Pokemon thing worked, but knowing that a tattoo is not something you are generally born with. It didn't help that he associated 'getting tats' with 'being involved with the yakuza', but he couldn't picture someone like Jock having those ties, so that assumption seemed a bit far-fetched.

[flamejock]

"They came with the human body," explained Jock. "But I don't think that humans have markings... so they're tattoos. I think. I don't know. They look like tattoos to me."

Jock brought his forearm up close to his face and stared intently at the one that went all the way around his arm.

Jock then shoved his arm in Mondo's face. "See?"

[butterbelieveamanspromise]

Mondo observed this tattoo, up close and personal.

"Then they're probably not tattoos. Just looks like one." He brought a hand out to grab his arm and felt the skin with his thumb roughly, as if he could tell whether it was genuine ink or just skin pigment simply by touch. "Still, I dig 'em."

I'M RECREATING THAT GYM MOMENT

[flamejock]

"Oh," said Jock. "Well, I don't care, I like them, too. They let everyone know that I'm an arcanine and I'm tough," he said. Real tough.

Jock takes the time to now look at shirtless, rrrrrripped Mondo. He is looking intently at your pecs, bro.

"Wow, you have really good muscles," the dog-man said. He reaches out with his hands and starts feeling up your chest.

GYM MOMENT RECREATION: ALMOST COMPLETE

[butterbelieveamanspromise]

fucking incredible

"Heh. Ya think so?" In response to having his pecs felt up, he just puffs out his chest even more to make them harder.

I CAN'T

[flamejock]

"Wow, that's really good," said Jock. "You must do a lot of workouts. Your pecs are badass. Here, feel mine," he responded. "Tell what you think."

He stopped feeling up Mondo and puffed out his own chest for inspection.

MEANWHILE

[glazedandconfused]

Not sure if turned on...?

This is...

[butterbelieveamanspromise]

Mondo did it. He ran his hand along Jock's pecs without a care to the world around him. In other words, his world was nothing but impeccable pecs. Mondo di Mondo era altro che pettorali impeccabili.

"Dude, you're so furry I could get lost in here for weeks."

making Keyholetable totally jealous...

[flamejock]

"Ha, yeah," said Jock proudly, still flexing his pecs for his bro to scope out. "I have a lot of fur. It's real soft, too. It's pretty much the best fur."

MEANWHILE

[forgetbeam]

Not sure if turned on jealous


JUST


NOT SURE

and turned on apparently

[butterbelieveamanspromise]

"It's just like your dog fur," observed Mondo, observantly. At this point he began using not one, but two hands- one to feel the furriness of the fur, the other to explore the taut pectoral muscles and familiarize himself with his dog bro's muscles.

It was a brotally brofound broment. No one could believe it was happening.

Our work here is done

[flamejock]

"Yes," explained Jock. "It is. Are my pecs badass, too?" he asked, desperately wanting to have badass pecs, too.

[butterbelieveamanspromise]

He let his hand be free of his pecs, but not before patting the spot he left off twice firmly in approval. "I'd wager your pecs are pretty fuckin' badass."

[flamejock]

"Yay!" he said, now absolutely thrilled, because he'd received PRAISE and getting PRAISE was the BEST EVER.

Jock looked out at the pool. "Are you good at swimming?" Jock asked, as he watched Max do a cannonball off of the diving board and create an absurdly large splash. "That was a pretty big splash."

[butterbelieveamanspromise]

"That's because a goddamn neckless dinosaur just fell off the diving board," commented Mondo, half disturbed and half in awe at that colossal man's impossible physique. "But yeah, I'm good at swimming. Why you ask? Wanna get in the pool?"

[tank_rockarms]

WHAT DO YOU MEAN, A GODDAMNED NECKLESS DINOSAUR?

[flamejock]

"I just see everybody jump off the thing up there and they look like they're having fun; I've never done that before. Is it. Is it fun?" Jock asked, trying to find out about how pool works.

[butterbelieveamanspromise]

"I dunno. Why don'tcha try it out for yourself?" suggested Mondo.

[flamejock]

"You think I can?" Jock asked.

[butterbelieveamanspromise]

"Why couldn't you?" He sent his eyes over to the diving board. "Shit's easy. Just climb on and jump into the water."

RASH NATURE, BRO

[flamejock]

Well there were several very good reasons why he shouldn't do it.

But, if it was easy... And Jock was super brave (so super brave)...

Then, really, Jock should go ahead and do it. He didn't want to look like a tiny baby in front of his manly friend with the really badass pecs. "Alright," he said. "I'm going to do it. Shit's easy."

He walked confidently away from Mondo. He walked up to the high board. He looked at the ladder. He told himself that he could do it, and he was super brave and he could do anything. He could swim across the ocean for fun. This was nothing.

He climbed up to the top and looked down. Whatever. "HEY MOM!" he shouted. "LOOK AT WHAT I CAN DO!"

He started to run to the edge of the diving board.

[travelingbelle]

Blue had still been watching their exchange.

Blue had started to get up out of her seat when Jock had started to move in the direction of the diving boards.

Blue moved even faster when she realized that yes he was in fact going towards the diving boards.

BLUE WAS DISREGARDING ALL THE RULES TO RUN IN HIS GENERAL DIRECTION.

"JOCK DON'T YOU DARE."

But he was already in motion.

RUINING THE POOL PARTY

[flamejock]

Jock, hearing his trainer yell at him to stop doing what he was doing, tried to stop doing what he was doing, but he was already halfway down the board. His attempt to stop only resulted in him slipping (the board was a bit wet) and banging his head on the board, tumbling over the front head over heels into the water.

There was a sudden splash as Jock went into the pool.

He sank slowly to the bottom of the pool, unconscious.