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Once upon a time I was falling in love...

Who: Sonny, Voile
When: May 18 - Early Afternoon
What: She's showing him the contest hall. And treating him to lunch.
Where: FDC
Warnings: Hardly.

"When was the last time we spent a day together like this?"

She'd asked it to herself as her slow steps took her to Sonny's new room. It was a shame that he wouldn't be rooming with Vinnie any longer, but she had a feeling the Venusaur would be quite pleased to have such a delightful welcoming. Nothing like coming home to family, after all. And not too long ago, she wouldn't have known too much about what that was like.

She had an idea of it in the present, however, and the mere thought made her smile.

Voile stopped outside of his door, looking ready for the summer. After a few cycles of lacing her hands together and unlacing them, she finally sucked up all of her courage and knocked.

And hopefully he hadn't forgotten.

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"Oh! I like Ravioli AND I like Butternut squash! When I'm a Snorlax, I can fit seven big Butternut Squash in my mouth at once." he announced. More than a little proud of this fact about himself. "The seeds are kind of crunchy and kind of squishy at the same time."

He did another quick look over the menu himself, but was still pretty set on the lasagna, so, that was what he ordered.

She set her menu down as she listened to him. And admittedly, she was minutely more wide-eyed. "Can you really?" Voile asked him curiously. "Seven squashes in your mouth? All at once? But if you did something like that, wouldn't you choke? I mean..."

She opened her mouth as if she tried to imagine stuffing a lot of food in it. And she couldn't. "Well, I guess mine's really small in either form..."

"Heee!" he chuckled as she opened her mouth. He couldn't imagine she would even be able to fit one! But that was fine - everyone had their own talents, after all.

"I've never choked doing something like that. It's fun! as a Human, it's kind of like trying to see how many of those big marshmallows you can fit in your mouth at once. It's a game! But I'll try to be careful when I do it, OK?"

He didn't want to worry her, after all.

Her talent was definitely not stuffing food into her mouth.

"I can think of so many better ways to put a marshmallow to good use," she pointed out. "You know, other than potentially choking to death." What a pessimistic way of looking at it, and yet still truthful. "Try to keep yourself on the living plane, okay? I don't know how to bring people back. It's not one of my abilities."

But she did wind up giving him a rather skeptical look, "To be fair, you could probably use some new hobbies, sweetheart."

"Well, so can I." he countered. "They're better when you make them into s'mores or put them into cocoa. But it's just a game to play when you have a lot of them and want to see how many fit."

This is what he thinks is fun. No-one ever said he was an entirely normal person.

"New hobbies....? Hmm. Maybe. Do you know what I've always kind of wanted to try doing? I've always wanted to try playing those little guitars with the four strings..." He made a strumming motion with one hand. "....Ukulele. Those."

Why would anyone really want to see how many fit? Seriously. Why? What would be the point? How in the name of the Hoenn gods was that fun? Sonny was cute and Voile would be the first to admit to it, but hearing him made her think he was rather ridiculous too.

As he continued, however, she felt a part of herself soften. Ridiculous was out of the picture and replaced with a sweet and sentimental romanticism. And perhaps that was because Voile had quite the love for music. Acoustic music was a plus, which she would have classified the ukulele under.

"Really? That's... Have you ever played a musical instrument before?"

Don't knock it until you've tried it. It's way more fun than it sounds to the uninitiated, Voile.

"I actually never have, no." he replied. "It's something I've thought about trying since I got to become a Human, but I've just never gotten around to it inbetween everything else. But this one time, I saw some people on TV playing them. It looked kind of easy and the music was really fun!"

He hummed a few bars for her. It was a bouncy, lively tune - the kind you might hear in a commercial for travel and accommodation at an Island resort.

He knew how to carry a tune, which was a plus.

"You know it's not as easy as just picking it up and strumming it, right? I don't know much in the way of actual instruments, but I'm pretty sure there's more to it." Tapping at her chin, she frowned minutely, as if she was attempting to put together some form of plan.

"I think you'd need lessons, but I don't know of anyone here who could help you." She doubted most of the people in the academy even know what one was to begin with.

"I know. It's like a guitar - you have to push down on the right strings on the neck part of it to make the right notes when you strum." he said, again, mimicking the motion with his hands. Playing Air Ukulele, though, somewhat subdued as he didn't want to look odd in the middle of the restaurant. "I've played Guitar on Guitar Savior for the Woo. I sort of know how it works even if that's really not like the real thing at all."

He paused at the mention of lessons.

"Probably there's either somewhere in town you could learn to play or there might be a website about it. There's websites about almost anything you could think of that you want to learn."

He didn't want to look odd, but he already did. Odd enough for her to stop and stare before she had to lift both of her hands to muffle her laughter. You know. So she wouldn't look odd. Except she was sure she did, too.

When she quieted, her smile was soft and pleasant. "That's a good point. There are a lot of resources here. I'm sure if you're really so interested in it that you'll find a way to make it work. If you do somehow manage to, Sonny, you'd best know that I'd like to hear you play."

"Hehe - You will probably be the first person to hear me except for any teacher I might have. But I only want you to hear it when I become good, so, it might take a while! Wait for me, OK?"

Because heaven forbid he should play badly for her and embarrass himself. He wondered idly if there were any pretty love songs he could learn to serenade her with. Ukulele love ballads? Was that a thing? He would Guurgle it later.

"Wait for me, OK?"

Voile found herself pausing with those words, unsure of what to say, really. They were powerful words and held a lot of meaning, even beyond what he was saying regarding ukulele lessons. Tipping her head, she stayed quiet a few moments longer and finally nodded.

"Yeah," the green-haired girl replied. "I can wait. Take your time, Sonny. I can't imagine why I'd be in any kind of a hurry."

While he only really meant them in regards to his potential future music lessons, subconsciously? They held a lot more weight. He was a man out of time by a year and if he could have asked the world politely to wait for him, he would have. He never had that opportunity, so, he'd make the most of it now.

"You won't be disappointed. I promise. I'll play you something really nice. It will be worth it."

She got it. She understood the implication behind his words. It made her wonder, however, if things had been reverse, how would Sonny have handled it? If he loved her as much as he claimed to, would he have waited a year for her, without word? The thought was a romantic one and she couldn't claim to dislike it. But it also seemed like something out of a book and Voile knew well enough not to trust those kinds of stories.

"Worried about disappointing me?" she asked with some slight surprise. "I don't really think you could disappoint me if you tried. I look forward to it all the same."

"I might be able to disappoint you. If I played really terribly." Sonny replied with a little chuckle. "More than likely though, I'd just disappoint myself."

Voile shook her head, "No. Never. You couldn't disappoint me with that. Regardless of how good you are or not, I think what really matters to me is that it'd be something you were doing for me. Music isn't an easy pastime."

She offered him a light shrug in her attempt to reassure him. "It's not the skill that impresses me. It's the thought that you'd want to play something for me. I think... it's a very romantic idea."

"....I think it is too. Romantic, I mean. I'd like to sing something for you. A love song. But I'd want it to be good, because ven if you say the only thing that matters is the thought behind it? I'd... still just really, really prefer it if it sounded nice!"

He grinned a little sheepishly. Maybe a little of her perfectionist streak was rubbing off on him?

"I'd like to sing something for you."

To sing something for her, too? Sonny... seemed to want to do a world of things for her. She wanted to ask him why, what made him think it was necessary. Because it wasn't, and he probably knew that. She assumed he did these things because he wanted to. Perhaps because he worried she felt she wasn't appreciated enough. There were plenty of educated guesses on her part, but the only way she'd know the truth was to ask him.

That wasn't going to happen. When she decided she'd eyed him blankly for long enough, she nodded slowly. "It's... not as if you need to impress me..."

He shrugged.

"I know that. If I felt like I had to impress you, I probably wouldn't be quite as happy to do nice things for you." Because feeling something was just expected as opposed to appreciated was unfulfilling at best and demoralizing at worst.

That seemed to be explanation enough and for all of Sonny's kindnesses, evidently a year without them had Voile back in a position where she wasn't accustomed to it. Or she simply had resigned herself to a much unhappy fate. The concept of even feeling remote sincere joy was a little terrifying, too.

When one became used to disappointment and a lack of delight, it became something of second nature. Voile would have admitted she was at that point.

"I find your generosity puzzling," she admitted. "Flattering and puzzling. I'd like to do something to earn these kindnesses of yours."

"You want to earn them?" Sonny replied a little quizzically. "That's not how it works. You should know that. I want to do nice things for you because I love you. I want to make you happy. I enjoy doing things for you. There's lots of reasons I'd want to do things for you and you don't have to do anything to earn them at all. That's... just how it is! OK?"

He thought on it a moment. "...I think you commented before on it. You said I was altruistic? That hasn't changed in the last week. Or year. It probably will never change."

"I want to do nice things for you because I love you. I want to make you happy. I enjoy doing things for you."

Her heart practically lodged itself into her throat when she heard him and she turned his words over in her head. She knew it, of course. But it was a lot harder to handle when he actually said it to her. Not having it in the air meant she could ignore it. And she wouldn't feel caught between him and Marie like she did.

And she knew she would, too. It was... difficult. Difficult not to be honest with her own feelings. How much dishonour was it to be truthful? By doing so, was it insulting Marie? But not saying anything at all...

"You are... always very altruistic," she agreed. "I could - and should - learn from your example." And there was no refuting of his feelings for her. She had no desire to, for he still held much of her heart that he'd taken with him when he'd left.

"You already do a lot of things for other people. I wouldn't be worried about trying to learn from my example. If anything, I should learn from yours. You're really nice to everyone."

If anything, Sonny only had a few people he was friends with and could even really do things for.

"You certainly would think so," she replied somewhat offhandedly. Then she blinked as her posture straightened. "It's always a lot easier to focus on other people, I think. So maybe what you perceive as kindness is really just me trying to not focus so much on whatever thoughts have crawled around in my head."

Lifting her shoulders, Voile offered a mostly casual shrug as she continued, "But I do try." To be kind, was what she meant.

"I know you try. And you succeed."

By this time, some of the things they had ordered arrived and Sonny requested two extra plates for appetizers, being they had decided to share and all.

"I don't think anyone would think otherwise."

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