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Hey, it's Pidge. Can't answer right now-- Rover quit it! --so leave a message and I'll get back to you when I can.
Rover, what did I say--?!?!

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» gift | /christens this phone post

[spacebaloney]

[On Pidge's pillow is a little cellophane bundle of peanut butter cookies tied with a ribbon and a tag someone thought was hilarious. There's nothing else giving away the gifter, but if she flips said tag to the other side, she'll see the logo for the coffee chain Starmiebucks which is one big fat clue because only one moron in this house slings lattes all day.]

OH SHIT <3

[pidge_out]

[Okay, super obvious gift, but that's actually really nice of him. :|

So Pidge will have to shoot him a text when she gets it. ...Even though he's probably home or something and she could technically say thanks in person.]

did you steal peanut butter cookies from work

text; evening 7/26

[shiro2hero]

I'm sorry.

Hunk's gone.



Check your pokemon. he may have lef


might have left you one

[pidge_out]

i thought you said people can't leave this place

» text

[spacebaloney]

hey where are you right now?

[pidge_out]

my room, obviously

why?

Early August

[tookashirototheknee]

[One night when Pidge is up late, Matt sneaks into her room and puts a Dusk Ball on her bed, along with a note written in Holt Code.]

Pidge,

On my way home tonight, I watched this little guy fall down from the sky. It reminded me of all of the nights we'd sit on the roof and watch meteor showers, so I thought I'd bring him home for you. Halley's been a good addition for me, so I hope you like him (and he likes you). We should do something utterly ridiculous sometime soon.

-Matt

[In the ball is a somewhat-small Minior.]

text

[pidge_out]

[Matt will get a text at some point in the wee hours of the following morning - because that's how long it took for her to even notice that there was something left for her in her room. She doesn't bother coding the message itself, just encrypts the text to make sure no one else will be able to access it from somewhere else.] Matt, you know you never have to ask me to come do something ridiculous with you. :)

text c:

[shiro2hero]

Hey Pidge:

You have a minute? Out on the porch.

8D

[pidge_out]

on my way

are you ok?

» text

[spacebaloney]

hey shortstuff, check out the cabinet with the cups in it
don't ask just do it

[pidge_out]

[It's a while before she finally actually replies. Primarily because she actually does it and, probably to Lance's surprise, without asking about it first.]

holy crow, where'd you get this??

[She even sends back a picture of her holding the cup up with a grin, just to prove that she found the right thing.]

action/text >> 8/26

[shiro2hero]

[It's early. Probably too early. The house is perfectly quiet, given there was a party the night before. But... sooner than later, toward the back of the house, something is howling "ESSSSSSSSSS".]

[Then it's quiet again.]

[At least until Pidge's 'gear goes PING.]


where are you?

[pidge_out]

[It's way too early. It's right at that point where Pidge has only been asleep on and off for about an hour. She almost doesn't check her 'gear at all. But after she's seen a little blinking light on it even through her shut eyelids for about ten minutes, she finally reaches over and checks it, frowning sleepily at the screen.]

bed

text | backdated to pre-miniors

[shiro2hero]

Pidge.

I need you to do something for me.

[pidge_out]

sure, what's up? is everything ok?

» garribros group text

[spacebaloney]

hey you guys got a minute?

you can practically hear the fingerguns

[im_a_leg]

I got at least five for you, man

text | post 4th wall

[shiro2hero]

So... quick question.




Who the $@%# is "sven"?

[pidge_out]

[Oh no. Oh no wait this is cute.]

did you just censor yourself in a text?

» action

[lordofthefries]

[Sasha never truly expected the nightmares to stop completely, but a handful less of them would have been nice. She hasn't seen a Titan in real life for almost a year now, but yet there they are in her dreams.

And now that she's given Haunter back to Shiro, Sasha doesn't have Dream Eater to wipe her subconscious clean anymore, so she's stumbling out of her room, blanket draped over her head as she shuffles down to the kitchen. The house is pindrop silent aside from the occasional Pokemon snore, but none of them pay her any attention. After all, it's not the first time Sasha has gone down to double check that the food is still safely tucked away in the fridge.

It is, however, the first time she pulls the fridge open and plops herself down on the floor in front of it, pulling out anything that's in arm's reach and shoving it into her mouth. Food is good. It's comforting. Eating food means she isn't eating her friends, much like the nightmares insist on showing her.]

[pidge_out]

[Pidge's sleep schedule is very much unlike most people in the house. Even here, without having to worry about being alerted to Galra attacks, most nights she finds her brain is too restless to let her simply fall asleep. And after a solid two months of hoofing it with Lance and Hunk, spending her nights nestled into a sleeping bag close to where they both radiated warmth and comfort, she finds it hard to be without that.

So it's not unusual for her to get up in the middle of the night and trek to the kitchen for a little snack. This is, however, the first time she's wandered in and found the fridge door already open, the light spilling across the room and making it extremely hard to ignore that silhouette that's planted in front of it. It's enough to make Pidge go on high alert. She doesn't have a weapon to speak of, but she's prepared for a fight, muscles tensing and ready to spring into action.

She flips on the light.]

Who are you and what are you doing in here?!

> GIFT

[shiro2hero]

[On Pidge's bed, she will find a nicely wrapped package, containing the following. A Leaf Stone, a pokeball with a new friend. Lastly, there's a book, with a note tucked into it:]

I know you're not a dummy, so consider this an invitation to get back out of the basement. Next trip you take is on me, Pidge. Even if it's just out stargazing.
- S

Christmas!

[tookashirototheknee]

[On her bed, Pidge will find a box with a detailed star map of the day she was born as it was seen over their house. In the box, she'll find an observatory ID with her picture and the title Assistant Professor Pidge Holt, as well as a gift certificate to a local hardware store and an Ultra Ball with a new friend inside. There's also a note with a 'to a fantastic little sister' card and a plate of their mom's peanut butter cookies.]

Pidge,

I'm so glad you're here. I hope you'll find these things fun and useful. Also, as part of all of this, there's a dinner just the two of us, and I'll show you how I've found to get on the roof of our house.

Love you, little sister.
-Matt

P.S. You start on January 2, so get ready.

Christmas 2018

[sunspotted]

A deliverybird swoops down and drops off a small card for Pidge! Inside is a Monopokely novelty card that shows an Arcanine, and is emblazoned with the words "Get Out of Jenny Jail Free!"

There's also a Goldenrod shopping mall gift card attached. Marco's written on the other side of the jail card to Stay out of trouble! :D Merry Christmas - Marco

» come get some crimmus action

[spacebaloney]

[He could have just tossed her gift under the tree like all the other ones, but for some strange reason, Lance feels like Pidge deserves a more personal touch today. The house is buzzing with holiday activities so no one really notices when Lance gets up and moves to leave the room, pausing only to tap Pidge on the shoulder before he wordlessly beckons her with his hand to follow him into the much quieter and private hallway.

It's really weird for him to be like this, but... this is special, okay? It just is.]

» action yaaaaaasssssss

[pidge_out]

[ Pidge spends most of the night close to Shiro and her brother, content to sip at her glass of juice and chat about what her future working at the observatory is going to look like. Of course at this point it's second nature for her to stay aware of where Hunk and Lance are at all times. Every so often she'll do a quick glance around, just to make sure she knows where they are and that they're okay.

Lance sneaks up on her just as she's doing another check-in, startling her out of it with an owlish blink. He's greeted first with a smile, which quickly fades into a look of confusion, but she excuses herself from Matt's company and follows him obediently into the hallway. ]

What's up? Are you okay?

» text | sometime after midnight on hunk's birthday

[spacebaloney]

i need you in the kitchen
now
don't ask why
just come

[And when and if Pidge is awake enough to show up, she'll find Lance clad in his Vaporeon print robe, holding a box of chocolate cake mix in front of the counter that has five whole jars of matching frosting on it.]

[pidge_out]

[Lance, you are speaking to the local basement demon. The one that chooses to sleep at strange hours. So you better believe that she's awake when that message comes through.

Of course that doesn't mean she's any less tired. She wanders into the kitchen in her oversized pajamas and with an extra serious case of bedhead, glasses left behind in her room as she rubs at her face.]

What're you doing, it's ass o'clock.

video

[im_a_leg]

[Hunk is excited. He's trying to hide it, but he's not very good at it. But he's trying okay.]

Hey, hey Pidge. I have a surprise for you.

video

[pidge_out]

[Well, hey. Pidge is already surprised.]

What kind of surprise?

text; april 3rd

[shiro2hero]

Heyyy Pidge.

You home?

[pidge_out]

[A pause. Because there are a suspicious number of Ys in that Hey.]

yes



why?

text; after lance goes coma

[shiro2hero]

Just checking in, Pidge.

You doing okay?

[pidge_out]

[It's a bit before she replies. Mostly because she's curled up against Lance's side while chatting idly with Hunk in his room.]

i've been better

» this is probably gonna get all sappy and gross =D

[spacebaloney]

[The last thing Lance remembers is trying to curry the Garrison nurses' favor for an extra pudding cup to wash out the taste of hospital meatloaf from his mouth and the sudden loneliness of a now empty hospital room. Two years without seeing his parents or his siblings or anybody else of his clan was hard enough, but the short period of visiting hours makes it sting more. He just really wants to eat his feelings at the moment, listening to the beeps and boops of the building for the rest of the night.

In reality--or in this case, the Pokemon world reality--there's no pudding. No family either. Just pure cotton mouth as early morning sunlight streams into Lance's bedroom and the fuzzy taste of sleep breath has him moving to sit up in bed, looking for something to drink. However, there's distinct weight of something along his side and as he looks down, the rat's nest of tangles and skinny pale legs and arms tells Lance that someone's invaded his bed.

Again.]

Pidge?

[His voice is thick and hoarse from two weeks of disuse, but hey, at least his skin and hair look great. Can't say the same for his psychology, though.]

yes good yes I LIKE IT LIKE THAT

[pidge_out]

[Pidge is pretty effectively curled against his side like a koala. She had an arm over his chest that slid down toward his waist as Lance sat up, and the movement rouses her ever so slightly. Mainly because there's movement where there hadn't been any before, but movement and shifting weight on the mattress can also mean Hunk getting up to make breakfast. Which is what she assumes is happening. So she just shifts slightly with a soft, plaintive whimper, tucking herself more against Lance's hip, ready to go back to sleep. And then she hears a voice that is decidedly not Hunk's. And her eyes snap open.] L-Lance...? [She's immediately sitting up properly, moving so fast she could've smacked right into the underside of Lance's chin. But then she's up, and very awake, and her eyes are huge as she looks at him. Lance is up. Lance is up and he's looking right at her and if that isn't a sight for sore eyes she's not sure what is.] Lance!! [And she promptly launches herself at him, throwing her arms around his neck and not caring if that sends them back down against the mattress. Hunk has clearly already woken up and gone to do his morning things, which is a real shame because Lance is awake.] Oh thank quiznak, I was really starting to freak out!

Pretty much as soon as they get home from Prom

[tookashirototheknee]

[There's a note on Pidge's latest project when they get home.]

Hey, when you have a chance, find me. Need to ask you something.

[pidge_out]

[As soon as she sees the note, she sets back off through the house to find her brother. But not without first shooting over a text.]

saw your message. what's up? where are you?

» uh idk when this takes place but POST WAKEUP

[spacebaloney]

[Sleep used to come easy, but Lance is finding the notion of having a good night's sleep laughable. When's the last time he's slept through the night since coming back? Since fucking dying? He can't remember and considering that he's already had a couple nightmares tonight and has been tossing and turning for the last hour or so, he thinks maybe finding another bed to crawl into might help. Matching his breathing with either Hunk or Pidge seems to put him right at othertimes, so why not now?

Lance wanders out of his bedroom into the darkened hallway, stopping right outside his door. Hunk is always an option, but Hunk will want to talk. Talking isn't something Lance feels up to doing, not when the conversation will be about emotions. No way. Sorry, Hunk, he loves you, but right now, he needs the one socially inept person he knows.

A quick turn on his heel and Lance is making his way to the basement where he hopes Pidge is sleeping like the dead because he's crawling into her bed, carefully maneuvering around the tangle of her arms and legs strewn everywhere. It's really not the first time either of them have found their way into each other's bed for the night, but it is the first time Lance finds himself pulling himself against her and sobbing quietly, scared to breathe, scared of everything.]

[pidge_out]

[Unfortunately for Lance, Pidge only actually went to sleep about an hour ago. Partly because she was fiddling with more tech, but mostly because she was playing video games again. Either way she hasn't quite hit deep sleep just yet, so feeling movement on her mattress is enough to start to rouse her. The warmth of a body is no longer as foreign to her as it once was, so she isn't startled by it. And it would be pretty easy to slip right back into the land of sleep.

What stops that is the sound of soft sobbing, and the shake it causes in the limbs wrapped around her. Pidge is still drowsy, not fully awake, but a haze of concern falls over her anyway and she raises a hand to drag sleepily through Lance's hair.]

..nnmm...?

8/13

[marmoron]

[At some point after James is done accusing Keith of being cool with the genocide of the human race, he'll be heading down towards the basement to looking for someone.]

Hey, PIdge? You in here?

[pidge_out]

Yeah, come on in.

[She answers absently, busy fiddling with a new potential upgrade for her 'gear. Rover is sitting fluffed up in her lap, watching her hands in interest (even though he doesn't understand it at all).]

Need something?

text;

[shiro2hero]

weird question


suit or dress

[pidge_out]

[There's a moment's pause. And then-]


this is wedding related isn't it

» a thing i owed you since forever

[spacebaloney]

[Even though they live on the island, it doesn't mean that the change of seasons passes them by. The water and air's turned cooler and for most people, it's almost imperceptible, but for the tropical raised heat baby over here named Lance, he's practically acting like a sudden frost came over the place. He's curled up on Pidge's bed behind her, wrapped in her largest thickest blanket with his face pressed against her back as she works on her laptop doing whatever computer geeks do.

Lance is clearly soaking up all the body he can from the little gremlin and as long as she doesn't complain, he'll push himself closer to her as much as possible.]

YEEEE <3

[pidge_out]

[Pidge is used to this behavior now. If Hunk is too busy for Lance to curl around, then he comes to her because she's bound to be indoors working on her computer at all hours of the day. So this is no different from the usual, and she's so accustomed to it that she presses back into him when he scoots closer. It's subconscious and silent, Pidge's eyes still trained on her screen as she feverishly types in more code for the newest video game she's trying to make for them to play.

At some point she frees up one hand to reach back and pat Lance comfortingly. There there, ya big baby. And then she's right back to task, absently sticking her tongue out as her focus takes over again.]