SUBWAYS 4: THE WHITE 2-I-EST

[50shadesofstardom]

IT'S TIME TO MOVE ON.

THE YEAR PASSES. THE EVENTS OF WHITE 2 OCCUR. SUBWAY REMAINS FAIRLY UNINVOLVED AND UNINTERESTING AT THIS POINT.



IT'S THE POSTGAME THAT ROCKS.

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[tsuntrader]

[Excuse me, what-]

What are you doing here? [Weren't you off in parts unknown]

[50shadesofprotag]

I came here to save your life. The Dude showed me the whole thing. Genesect used Explosion on you, you crawled all the way home after catching it, and collapsed in your parents' apartment. And died! Then I came in, and used my new friend to rewind your clock.

[You're... still in her arms!]

And in exchange for saving your life, I only want one thing!

I want you to go on a date with me.

[tsuntrader]

[...

Where does he even start?]

The Dude?

[50shadesofprotag]

Yeah, The Dude.

So? Wanna get bandaged up?

[tsuntrader]

[...] Yeah.

[...He is in Hilda's arms. He is in Hilda's arms and she just saved his life and now she wants a date with him.

...Heee's going to sit up. -Stand up. Yes.

He died?]

[50shadesofprotag]

[She'll follow, a hand on his back.]

Don't slip in the blood, alright?

[tsuntrader]

You say that so casually.

[He's uh. Gonna head to the bathroom. Everything is sore and painful, but it's nothing compared to how he felt by the time he finally got home. ...He should probably shower before tending to any of these wounds, huh...

He... He really died. His clothes are completely mangled and blood soaked. He can't even tell exactly where he's still injured.]

[50shadesofprotag]

Don't speed-bathe, I'm gonna mop up out here and then change my clothes too. So no peeping.

[She'll let out her "I got this for the moves Dive and Surf" water type to help wash up.]

[tsuntrader]

[...] Okay.

[He heads into the bathroom! One thing he's come to appreciate about being in a house with a shower that has warm water that he can use for longer periods of time is how nice the water feels.

Right now, it couldn't feel nicer, especially with the difficulty of washing off blood increased by the pain of injuries. Most of the cuts are on his arms and fairly shallow. A couple are on his chest. There's one deep cut on his cheek.

He was a couple of inches away from losing an eye.

On that happy note, he finishes cleaning himself off, hops out, starts towel drying his hair, aaaand he doesn't have a change of clothes.

Or bandages.

Or anything.

...And Hilda's in the apartment.

[50shadesofprotag]

[YOU HAVE SEVERAL OPTIONS. Risk going out and seeing Hilda in the middle of changing, try to get her attention, or try to sneak by in a towel...







...Nah just kidding, she let Weavile out so he's probably close by to be helpful, like usual.]

[tsuntrader]

[Well, he was going to do the latter, but uh.

Hey Weavile can you grab some clothes for me

kay cool thanks

CLOTHES GET. He now has pants on. he can now venture out into the apartment to get first aid things.

gee, his dads sure are going to love the current state of the bathroom!

Here's hoping that Hilda's not in the middle of changing, because he's all but forgotten about that little detail.]

[50shadesofprotag]

[She's putting her extra shirt on now, in fact! The rip in space is gone, and the blood is washed off of the floor. She answers the door (the sound of sirens...?) and explains to the officers that no, things aren't as bad as they seem and no, no one's died, don't you worry.]

[tsuntrader]

[...Nope nope nope he's retreating into the nearest room nope]

[50shadesofprotag]

[And then you get yelled at!]

Silver, they're gonna arrest me if you don't show them that you're alive!

[tsuntrader]

[...

...

Alright, alright. He'll throw his shirt on and head over to Hilda.

Hi cops, I'm alive, can you leave so I can go grab our first aid kit before I ruin another shirt?]

[50shadesofprotag]

Alright, alright, go wrap up your cuts.

Hey, shouldn't you cops be working on the city cleanup? I know that was like an hour ago but come on.

[They nod, begrudgingly, and leave, though it's clear they have many more questions they'd like to ask. But it;s neither the time or place.


Hilda turns around with a grin.]

Alright, while you're bandaging up, think up a couple of date spots! I'm still brainstorming, myself.

[tsuntrader]

[...] I didn't agree to this. [But before he can say more, he goes to get bandages!]

[50shadesofprotag]

C'mon, it'll be fun. I was gonna ask you out anyway.

[tsuntrader]

...Why me? [QUICK HILDA, CHANNEL YOUR INNER DATING SIM PROTAG]

[50shadesofprotag]

[>Silver seems uneasy...

>"You're my soul mate."
>"Shut up and marry me!"
>"You're so totally metal."
>"Don't worry about it."]

You're the one guy I've ever met that can run with me at the right pace. You're the guy I don't have to take care of constantly, or drag along. You're the only one I've ever known that could take me along for an exciting ride.

You're my equal. In every way, I see you directly eye-to-eye. You're not someone for me to protect and guard, and I'm not someone below you. And I can't say that about anyone else.

[tsuntrader]

[...He doesn't respond, but he looks thoughtful as he starts bandaging his right arm.

Her equal... Yeah, that's exactly what they are. They're equals. On the same page. In sync. He doesn't feel like he needs to protect Hilda either. Kind of like Gold, but at the same time really different...]

...So what do you do on a date?

[50shadesofprotag]

Something really awesome. Because we're better at everything else, might as well have a super metal first date.

[tsuntrader]

[...Thanks Hilda. That tells him a lot.]

[50shadesofprotag]

[It's okay, she has no idea either.

This is why they're perfect.]

We could climb to the top of the White Tree and spend the night up there looking at stuff.







Or until I get bored and think of something better.

[tsuntrader]

...Isn't that something we would do anyway? [It does sound pretty cool, but...]