...Are you sure I don't look silly?
Are you kidding me? You look badass. C'mon, hurry up and turn the thing on.
Wait! What if... what if someone laughs at me? [Like a girl. Or worse, a cute girl.]
Then you tell 'em to go fuck themselves.
Okay... Okay, I'm ready, are you ready?
Yeah. Let's do this.
[The camera clicks on to the two boys. Shaun's trying to look confident (and only partly succeeding) sitting next to Yusuke, showing off his brown hair that's slicked back and poofed up into a perfect imitation of Yusuke's own trademark pompadour. He gives a cheeky grin and a wave.]
Hi!
[Yusuke grins and gives Shaun a hearty clap on the shoulder.]
Check 'im out, guys! He cleans up pretty well, doesn't he?
[Shaun's grin disappears with a squeak and he elbows Yusuke in the side.]
Yusuke!
[Yusuke grunts and spreads his hands.]
Hey, I'm just sayin', y'look good now that I fixed your hair. Maybe now people won't mistake your big-ass head for a mop.
[He emphasizes this with a light push to the side of Shaun's head.]
Yeah and then you're gonna mess it all up.
[Shaun touches the side of his head carefully, seeing if it's messed up after the indeterminate amount of time they'd spent with Yusuke fussing over it and combing it back.]
And my head's not big! Your head's big.
Oooh, nice comeback.
[Yusuke folds his arms and lifts his chin, looking smug.]
Anyway, you don't gotta worry about anything messin' up your hair. I greased it up so good, you could roll down a hill and not dent it.
[He shoots Shaun a sly sideways look.]
You wanna try?
[Shaun grins again.]
Wanna have a race to see who can mess theirs up the fastest?
[Yusuke smirks.]
Sure, but you better not cry when you lose.
Bring it, Yusuke!
[And then Shaun remembers that they're on camera still.]
...So, uh... I don't know what else to say. I guess, bye?
Yeah. Later.
[Yusuke reaches out to switch the 'Gear off. Then he pauses.]
... oh wait. One more thing––
[He glances at Shaun, then leans in conspiratorially towards the camera. He doesn't even try to keep his voice down.]
If any girls out there want Shaun to take 'em out on a date now that he knows what to do with his hair, speak up. He'll show you a great time.
[The grin on his face can only be described as "shit-eating".]
Yusuke!! [Except Shaun's embarrassed little boy voice cracks even more embarrassingly on the last syllable, making a dive for the Pokegear as Yusuke cackles and clicks the camera off.]
((If you want one or the other in particular, say so in the header! Otherwise, either Yusuke or Shaun will respond (probably Shaun, since it's his 'Gear).))
Are you kidding me? You look badass. C'mon, hurry up and turn the thing on.
Wait! What if... what if someone laughs at me? [Like a girl. Or worse, a cute girl.]
Then you tell 'em to go fuck themselves.
Okay... Okay, I'm ready, are you ready?
Yeah. Let's do this.
[The camera clicks on to the two boys. Shaun's trying to look confident (and only partly succeeding) sitting next to Yusuke, showing off his brown hair that's slicked back and poofed up into a perfect imitation of Yusuke's own trademark pompadour. He gives a cheeky grin and a wave.]
Hi!
[Yusuke grins and gives Shaun a hearty clap on the shoulder.]
Check 'im out, guys! He cleans up pretty well, doesn't he?
[Shaun's grin disappears with a squeak and he elbows Yusuke in the side.]
Yusuke!
[Yusuke grunts and spreads his hands.]
Hey, I'm just sayin', y'look good now that I fixed your hair. Maybe now people won't mistake your big-ass head for a mop.
[He emphasizes this with a light push to the side of Shaun's head.]
Yeah and then you're gonna mess it all up.
[Shaun touches the side of his head carefully, seeing if it's messed up after the indeterminate amount of time they'd spent with Yusuke fussing over it and combing it back.]
And my head's not big! Your head's big.
Oooh, nice comeback.
[Yusuke folds his arms and lifts his chin, looking smug.]
Anyway, you don't gotta worry about anything messin' up your hair. I greased it up so good, you could roll down a hill and not dent it.
[He shoots Shaun a sly sideways look.]
You wanna try?
[Shaun grins again.]
Wanna have a race to see who can mess theirs up the fastest?
[Yusuke smirks.]
Sure, but you better not cry when you lose.
Bring it, Yusuke!
[And then Shaun remembers that they're on camera still.]
...So, uh... I don't know what else to say. I guess, bye?
Yeah. Later.
[Yusuke reaches out to switch the 'Gear off. Then he pauses.]
... oh wait. One more thing––
[He glances at Shaun, then leans in conspiratorially towards the camera. He doesn't even try to keep his voice down.]
If any girls out there want Shaun to take 'em out on a date now that he knows what to do with his hair, speak up. He'll show you a great time.
[The grin on his face can only be described as "shit-eating".]
Yusuke!! [Except Shaun's embarrassed little boy voice cracks even more embarrassingly on the last syllable, making a dive for the Pokegear as Yusuke cackles and clicks the camera off.]
((If you want one or the other in particular, say so in the header! Otherwise, either Yusuke or Shaun will respond (probably Shaun, since it's his 'Gear).))