#// JET X MAKOTO SHIPPERS; LET ME HEAR YOU SCREAM

[team-mavericks]

Jet is enthusiastically grabbing seemingly random objects from around the base and packing them into a large duffle bag. Anything that will make noise, things that have been bought without explanation and left lying around randomly. Air horns, a megaphone, a battery powered vacuum with a harmonica taped to the hose, kazoos, party blowers, there's no rhyme or reason. Sofia, being new to the group, watches curiously from the table where she was drawing.

"What is Tio Jet doing?"

Makoto looks over from the couch nearby, she was completely zoned out on her phone before this, looking at photos she's taken with the team. Particularly ones with her and Jet in the same shot. It takes her a moment, but a smile grows as she sees Jet in motion.

"Ah, it's the last Tuesday of the month. Jet's got his own mission to attend to."

"That's right!" Jet chimed, still packing. "It's my time of the month! I'll be outside the Driftveil City Gym to pester the Gym Leader, Clay! It's like tradition at this point!"

There's a pause from Sofia followed by another confused tone. "¿Por qué?"

"Because he's a dusty old fart, and he sucks butt, and I hate him." Jet was a little too quick with that response. Even though she's heard it a million times, Makoto still has to hold back a laugh. "Business is business, and that's fine, but you don't look a wide eyed kid in the face and tell him he ain't got what it takes to be a Gym Leader when he grows up. What a fuckin a-" He remembers he is talking to a child. "-butthole."

Makoto is still trying not to laugh but she facepalms at Jet censoring the wrong word. Jet continues, finishing packing his noise makers. "Anyway! I'll be gone for a while! Morgan's in charge while I'm gone. Makoto, you're in charge of telling Morgan she's wrong. Love you!"

And with those final two words, Jet was out the door. Makoto felt those two words a little more than the rest. "... Hm... Love you too... Jet." She said quietly, pained that he hasn't noticed it has different meaning when she says it. The smile she wore suddenly seemed sad.

"Tio Jet es un poco raro." Sofia goes back to drawing for a moment, until something else clicks. She looks around, puzzled. "¿Dónde está Blue?"

"Huh?" Makoto snaps out of her trance, back to reality. "Oh, did you lose your marker? Tamako should have a spare in Gatz' room. I'll go ask her for it."

Makoto stands up and starts walking to the room Gatz and Tamako share. Even though Tamako technically sleeps outside out of preference, she still keeps her things in Gatz' room. Makoto was half way there when she suddenly stopped outside of Morgan's room. Wait a minute, she thought. Doesn't Sofia still call colors in Paldean?

Suddenly, Morgan's door swung open and Morgan YOINKED Makoto inside who yelped in surprise before the door closed just as quickly. Sofia looked over as fast as she could, but she didn't see anything. She shrugged and went back to her art. Makoto was quickly spun around, disorienting her. Her spinning was stopped by Morgan, who smiled excitedly.

"Morgan?? What the heck are you doing?? What's happening??"

"Shhhh, my darling love sick Lillipup." Morgan spoke semi-mockingly, but the smile showed there was no ill content here. "We're here to help you with your Jet problem."

"We?"

Morgan then spun Makoto around again 180 degrees where it was revealed Blue was also in the room with them.

"BLUE!?!?" She squealed in an unusually high pitched tone. Makoto is suddenly very afraid.

@evoblue