19 [ACTION/TEXT]

[bestsweater]

[In the aftermath of the chicken fight (and not the fun kind you do in pools), Brock's magnificent statue somehow remained untouched. All that blue miracle goop sure is convenient.]

[One overnight trip to the hospital later (after a particular action thread takes place in this very journal), a text post appears on the network.]

I hope everyone's okay. It sounds like you are. I'm okay, too, mostly. I think I need to take a few days to myself. To. Recover. From that.

Comments

[Private]

[goaheadnblunder.livejournal.com]

Oh, and you don't have to give Ms. Blacky your boxers. I just ordered a pair for her online.

Re: [Private]

[bestsweater.livejournal.com]

I wasn't...planning on it.

Re: [Private]

[goaheadnblunder.livejournal.com]

Were you able to hear the conversation she had with me when she wanted it?

[bestsweater.livejournal.com]

I don't remember anything. It was like I was asleep.

[goaheadnblunder.livejournal.com]

Okay good.

[He doesn't have to feel bad about attempting to steal his shorts under Blacky's wishes and buy him a drink because of it]

[bestsweater.livejournal.com]

Probably for the best, I figure.

[And Brock was none the wiser.]