the_merriest | Room 429, Thursday Evening: Trying This Dating Thing Again?

Rikku	Okay, so they'd kinda messed up the dating thing. Twice, now. But Rikku pointed out rather bravely that it was outside forces both times -- well, with an assist by Mako for the second, but he counted as a force of nature, really -- and that they shouldn't let that deter them from giving it another go. A nice little dinner date, right in his room. What could possibly go wrong? Knock knock knock!
Reno	Okay. Okay. The girl was here. Quick inventory, Reno! Almond chicken? Check! Ferret in his cage- Hi, Dumbass! Check! Flowers, orange ones, whatever the hell they were? Check! Okay. Good. And he'd shoot something if it started storming out, so they were all set. "Yo," he said with a grin as he opened the door to let her in.
Rikku	She'd found a nice dress, and was fidgeting with her hair when he -- Oh! Flowers! "You shouldn't have," she said, blushing, and she stepped in and leaned up for a light kiss. Just a brief hello. They had a date to get to.
Reno	It was a very nice brief kiss. Reno had to grin, every time she gave him such nice brief kisses. So he stole another one for good measure. It was possibly the only thing he'd ever be able to successfully steal from a thief without too much effort, really. "Sure I should'a. Trying again with the chicken, and the ferret's locked up, too. This should go more smoothly than the last two, zoto." Famous last words?
Rikku	Kisses were perfect to steal. Most people didn't mind the theft. In fact, they usually just stole one right back. Vicious cycle, yoto. They'd get to the chicken in a minute. "Mako? Is he asleep?" she asked, peering around. "I don't wanna ... it'd be kinda mean to just make him sit in his cage, all sad." Even if he did have a tendency to dive-bomb the almond chicken.
Reno	Reno chuckled and nodded. "Yeah. He won't wake up until later, when it's a littler darker out or whatever. He's a night-owl-ninja-weasel-goose, zoto." Well, he was. "So, so far as I figure, we're good to kweh." ... Kweh? That wasn't right. Uh.
Rikku	That required a giggle, and a kiss on the tip of his nose. "Good to kweh?" she laughed. "Is that what you're calling it, now? I keep telling you, we have to eat, first, or the food will get cold." She added a little wriggle at the end of that. She could totally tease him and flirt at the same time. She was multi-talented that way.
Reno -- No, Really	Reno blinked. Hey. That was cheating. Reno liked that kind of cheating. "Nah, it's nothin', I just wark-" He cut himself off this time by slapping his hands over his mouth. Er. His wings over his mouth. No, wait. His wings over his beak, and why was the room so big, and hey, he was swimming in clothing! Big pants! Big pants! Everything was big! And bright! And he was gonna wave his little stubby wings about and peep and cheep and roo-kii-roo until he was rescued! Wark wark! Haaaaaaaaaaaaaalp!
Rikku	"You've gotta be kidding me," Rikku moaned, leaning back against the door and facepalming. A lot. Except there was now a tiny little baby chocobo who appeared to be drowning in Reno's suit. "Hey," she said, kneeling down to scoop him up out of his huge, enormous pants. "Hey, there. You're okay. Hiiiii." He peeped back at her, fluttering his little wing stubs, and awwwww. He was adorable. Awwwwwwww. "It's okay," she said, kissing the tip of his beak. "This happens, sometimes. It'll just be a few days. I'll keep an eye on you 'til then, okay?" So much for dating. Rikku plopped herself down on Reno's floor, baby chocobo nuzzled securely in her lap, and proceeded to finish off most of the almond chicken. Hey, no reason for it to go to waste.