Imeeji: IC Continuations

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Previous:
Speed Dating [Day 32]
Mistletoe Game [Day 71]
Social Bingo [Day 101]

Includes:
B's Fancy Dance [Day 102]
Kissing Game [Day 124]
Mistletoe 2 [Day 187]
Objective Game [Day 223]
Tokyo-F Stamp Rally (Age Up and Age Down Event) [Day 245]

Comments

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[What do you mean no rides?]

Then we can share something here, and I'll take you to the amusement park.

It's a long way from here.

[theyregooddogs]

Okay. How're we goin' ta get there?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Golf cart, sports car, or dragon.

Guest's pick.

[theyregooddogs]

Car.

What do you want ta share?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Of course John picked the car, of course.]

You've told me about your family. I'll tell you about mine.

At your age, it was just my brother and me. I need to get back to him as well.

[theyregooddogs]

[didn't say much, but he will test the stamp machine out, checking the acquired stamp before pocketing his card]

How old is he?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Thirteen. Five years younger than me.

[Stamping his own card]

What does your dad do?

[theyregooddogs]

He works on boats and boat engines.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Looks like that counts. I'll bring the car up around the front.

[And turns to head back out the lobby doors.]

[theyregooddogs]

[nods, going to glance around and take the place in before going outside to wait]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Sorry, tiny!John. He only knows how to do speed clears.

Oh, and perhaps he should have mentioned that "bringing the car around front" means that it drives itself to where Intensity and John are at.

A silver convertible. And the doors even open for them.]

That's our ride.

...

You want to drive?

[theyregooddogs]

[no, baby john appreciates speed, but he's definitely narrowing his eyes at the car and then Intensity when it drives up]

No. You drive.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

As you wish.

[Gestures to the passenger seat, while he gets in the driver's seat.]

Don't forget to buckle up.

[theyregooddogs]

[didn't need to be told, just being very careful not to touch more than he absolutely needs to]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[As they pull away from the hotel and onto the main roads. At reasonable speeds even since there is a kid on board]

I take it you don't like the car.

[theyregooddogs]

It's a car. Nothin' ta like or not like.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Is that so?

So what kind of things qualify then -- to be worthy of your like and dislike?

[theyregooddogs]

I'll tell you when we're at the stamp place. For sharin'.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Laughs]

Of course. Silly me.

[And turns onto the open highway, glancing at John from time to time to see if he's going to be his careful self the entire drive]

[theyregooddogs]

[He is being fastidiously careful, not going to get grubby kid fingerprints on anything. Honestly, he probably is controlling his breathing to be non-intrusive.]