Dan & Pinkie VS.
Chapter 4: Flashbacks about Baseball and the Army of Salvatia.
Original by: Morex25
Edited by: FlamesofBlades AKA Ember Wing
After their first 'date', Dan soon came to the understanding that Pinkie was going to be a constant part of his life from now on, her being friends with Elise and all. During the small marathon of horror movies they had, where they had more or less bonded, he found some common ground with her as Dan accepted the fact that she wasn’t a crazy stalker who was going to kill him in some horrific manner. No one who was a fellow fan of Horror movies could possibly be a killer. Surely.
Now that Dan considered Pinkie as her 'maybe-possibly-undecided-not-so-sure-if-to-call-it-that' more than a mere acquaintance, this would mean that they would see each other more often. At least that’s what Pinkie hoped; unfortunately for her, the universe has other plans for her; namely work, and more specifically than work, baseball.
It was the beginning of the season and everybody was going crazy about it. Almost everyday, Pinkie was hired to organize parties to watch the game, parties to celebrate the victory of a team, a party to cheer up the fans of the losing team, etc, etc, etc.
The celebration of baseball continued, despite the Commissioner of Baseball being kidnapped by two suspected professional kidnappers, whose sketch strangely enough looked like Dan and Chris. It couldn’t possibly be them though, for neither of them responded to the name “Monkey Face”
(Unknown and Monkey Face)
Before everyone could panic about the possibility of the whole season being canceled, the Commissioner of Baseball was found in the middle of the desert. When the police had asked him about the kidnappers, he ordered everyone to drop the manhunt. He told the police he was going to drop the charges and planned to do something about not preempting the show: “The Adventures of Population Control Johnny!” for the baseball games was what came next.
All of this happened a few days after Pinkie offered to drive Elise to the airport for some job related weekend long trip.
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“Thanks again for taking me to the airport” Elise thanked, while looking out the window from the passenger seat, “But I’m still saying you shouldn’t have bothered...” Though Elise was greatful for Pinkie’s kindness, she still felt uncomfortable.
Elise had told everyone she was going to an 'electronics convention' overseas because of her job but in reality, she was going for a mission to take down a terrorist group which had been acting up recently. It was still unconfirmed what their goal was, but knowing terrorists, it was always bad news.
Supposedly, she was going to the airport to take a commercial plane ride, but in actuality, she was going to get picked up by her agency to board a supersonic aircraft that would take her to the country where the terrorists were located in a mere hour and a half. If Pinkie saw her getting in a different plane, she would've just definitley ask questions Elise couldn’t answer.
“It’s no big deal!" Pinkie smiled brightly, "Besides, with all those parties I had to organize, I barely had any time to see you guys!” It was the beginning of the baseball season and she could feel it was going to be a busy month. She loved her job but she felt it would be all for naught, for not being able to spend time with her friends would've been in vain. “Also, this is my way of saying thank you for all the quick-time vertigo gas you made for me!” Elise smiled at that, having kept her promise to change the duration of the gas from months to a few minutes for her friend. “Now it's one of the most requested pranks for my prank parties, all thanks to you!" She beamed over to her friend, taking her eyes off the road for only a second.
“You’re quite welcome Pinkie!” Elise smiled; somehow Pinkie always knew what to say in order to cheer up anyone. It was as if making people happy was her natural-born talent.
The drive continued in relative but peacuful silence, take away the soft-rock band music playing on the radio quietly. “Say, Pinkie?” Elise began, cutting into the almost silent air. “Whatever happened to you and Dan after you left the theater? When the play was over, Chris and I tried looking for you but you guys seemed to have vanished...”
At the mention of that, Pinkie couldn’t help but smile at the memory of the night. “After I left the dinner theater, I found Dan prancing around the parking lot looking very upset,” Pinkie explained, her smile never faltering, clueing Elise that something good must have happened. “We talked for a while and then we decided to go to my house” Elise let out a loud gasp of surprised at the implication.
Pinkie realized what she'd been 'clueing' in to as a blush crept over her face, “N-no! Nothing like that happened!” Pinkie quickly clarified, her voice almost becoming a shout. “We just talked, watch scary movies and ate popcorn! We didn’t even go to bed-Ah! No, wait! I didn’t mean it like that, I meant…!” Pinkie's face contorted from embarrasment to nervous and back and she groaned in frustration.
Before Pinkie had the chance to make her cheeks glow redder with every failed explanation, Elise laughed, making her friend’s tension go away. “I got what you meant. No need to be so embarrassed.” She giggled.
When she saw Pinkie relaxed and regain her cool, she made one final jab, “But did you at least kiss him?”
“ELISE!”
The drive continued for 20 more minutes, and Elise spent every one of them teasing Pinkie, trying to get more details.
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After Elise came back, the whole fiasco with the Commissioner of Baseball was delt with and sorted out. All baseball games were moved into a different time slot which inevitably caused scheduling problems that prompted a decrease of baseball-related festivities. Despite this, however, it didn’t decreased Pinkie’s workload; she still had to attend a small wedding reception, a homage to a retired newspaper reporter and tons of children's birthday parties. The other time that month she saw Chris and Elise was when she helped them pack for some vacation they had planned for months.
In the meantime, they caught up with one and other, Pinkie telling her all about the parties she attended and set up along with all the people she met that wanted to hire her. Elise swiftly told her friend about the convention and how really uninteresting and completely boring it was and that Pinkie should never bring it up in conversation again.
Fun times conversing with friends, it was.
As for Dan...
Pinkie had seen him whenever she had to drive to the police station in the middle of the night to pay the fine for both Chris and Dan. They would’ve called Elise but that fell through, seeing as though Chris disconnected the phone and Elise turned off her own phone to stop Dan from calling her; with no one else to call they asked Pinkie for help.
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“So let me get this straight,” Pinkie began, driving her car to Chris’ house to drop him off, “You two were charged for burglary, attempted grand theft auto, resisting arrest, and one charge for public indecency,” She counted all the charges they both now had in their criminal records on her fingers.
“That last one was only me” Chris said, clearly embarrassed, “A Rottweiler bit a hole in my night shirt,” He had spent his stay in jail covering his bum and not for the same reason others would do the same. “Besides, the resisting arrest charge was for Dan,” Chris pointed over to his friend, feeling a need for clarification.
“You make ONE Grab at one cop’s gun and all of the sudden, it’s a big deal!” Dan complained next to her, arms crossed while grumbling something incoherent.
He was sitting as 'copilot' while Chris had to sit at the back with a bunch of assorted stuff, “Pinkie? If you don’t mind me asking, why do you have all this stuff stored in here?” asked Chris trying not to move too much, afraid it might collaspe on him. He was surrounded by boxes of varying sizes and shapes, tattered bags, and one guitar.
“Because I have a birthdays to attend to, I’m going to make balloon animals, do magic tricks, juggle while riding a unicycle, paint faces, and sing songs!” She explained without missing a beat.
“Wow! All of that?” exclaimed Chris, surprised at first then turning remorseful, “You have such a busy and tiresome day ahead of you and we dragged you in the middle of the night for this, I’m so sorry!”
“No need to apologize, silly! You needed help and I helped; as simple as that! I’ll never let my friends down if I can help it!” Pinkie explained, a confident look in her eyes. It was, without a doubt, that she would always be there for anyone that needed her.
“Thanks, Pinkie!” Chris said, visibly relieved. He disliked the idea of being a bother to others, although that tended to make him look like a pushover, “Though you got me curious. I’d like to see you perform, I’m sure the kids would love you!”
“Maybe when you and Elise have a kid, I can perform on its parties!” Pinkie giggled, excited by her own idea. Unknowingly, her comment made Chris shut his mouth and remained silent the rest of the drive home, to which Dan was greatful for. The idea of having a baby was a very uncomfortable and daunting for him. Chris shrivered at the thought but quickly recovered with a fake smile on his face.
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After waving 'goodbye' to Chris, seeing him off, Pinkie turned the car around and began driving towards Dan’s apartment, “Dan? Are you okay? You've been silent the whole drive here.” Pinkie looked over to him worriedly; Dan was many things but silent wasn’t one of them, given the fact that Pinkie didn't know he'd have to be when sneaking up on someone
Dan grumbled unintelligibly for a whole minute with his arms crossed, clearly expressing his bad mood to Pinkie. Surprising enough though, Pinkie completely understood his strange mumbles.
“Now, Dan, you can’t try to rob the same place twice,” Pinkie stated matter-of-factly “...or at least in less than 6 hours...” her expression grew flat saying that. It was more or less common sense but Dan was very dedicated, let's call it obsessed, with his schemes. “Why don’t you quit this fight for a few hours?” she suggested, after a brief moment of silence.
“Quit!? I never quit! Or at least with REAL Important things! Like getting my revenge against the Salvation Armed Forces!” Dan barked in anger, threatening to go off in a tangent. How could she even possibly suggest him to quit!?
“I didn’t mean ‘quit-quit’ more like tactical retrea- hey, wait a second!” she threw her foot to break, stopping both herself and the car with rapid succesion. She then turned to Dan with a very serious face, “Salvatia aint a country I ever heard of, do they speak English over there?”
“What?” Dan asked confused; Pinkie’s question came right out of left field and seemed to have no real point.
“English, you silly! Do they speak it?” She rolled her eyes but kept her serious tone, making Dan a tad intimidated.
“Yeah, I suppose so...” Dan answered with the first thing that came to his mind, he didn’t have any clue what came up in Pinkie’s strange mind.
“Describe what the leader looks like!” She demanded.
“What?” Dan, again, asking incredulously.
“SAY WHAT AGAIN! I DARE YOU! I DOUBLE DARE YOU MOTHERBUCKER! SAY WHAT ONE MORE GOSHDARN TIME!” Pinkie shouted.
Dan sat on this seat, too shocked to move or even replied with a coherent answer. It took his brain a couple of minutes to process what just transpired. Pinkie, at seeing Dan’s face couldn’t hold her laughter anymore.
“Did…did you just make a Pulp Fiction reference?” he asked after whole minutes of Pinkie’s laughter.
“Of course! I know I can’t sound like Samuel if my life depended on it, but I don’t think I sounded half bad,” She then turned her head straight to the road and drove forward again, a bright smile on her face. Thank God there weren’t any other cars on the street, otherwise they would’ve been angry at her stopping in the middle of the street.
“No, no, the delivery was fine. It just…took me by surprise, that’s all...” Dan confessed, somewhat impressed by Pinkie’s ability to project so much emotion onto those lines and for the fact she liked that movie too.
Dan smirked, breaking the silence that overlayed them, “The path of the righteous man is beset on all sides by the inequities of the selfish and the tyranny of evil men,” On his right, Pinkie smirked too and continued the quote with Dan in perfect unison, “Blessed is he, who in the name of charity and good will, shepherds the weak through the valley of darkness...”
The rest of the drive to Dan’s home was filled with quotes, commentaries, and lots of laughs and after Pinkie dropped him off, Dan was in a good mood. So much so that he decided to spare the Salvation Armed Forces…for a few more hours. He took Pinkie's suggestion to attack after sunrise with another plan.
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To say the least, it was a very busy month, bringing us to the present time.
It was the beginning of Spring Break and pretty much everyone, Pinkie included, decided to spend a relaxing day at the beach. But instead of relaxing, Pinkie planned on having tons of fun like building a sand castles, playing volleyball, and run around back and forward trying to not get her feet wet by the waves.
After packing everything she was going to need, Pinkie picked up her very big, very heavy bag, got on her bicycle, and rode all the way to the beach.
Today was going to be fun indeed...