#dex001

who: Dex ( @dexter-bennett​ )

Oliver felt sweaty and disgusting and bone-tired - in the best possible way. He collapsed onto the dingy couch of their small room backstage and let out a content sigh. 

“That was a good one, boys!” he announced, to nobody in particular. Gully and River had yet to return to the dressing room. “Now. Time for me to have a much-deserved power nap.” He tilted his head back and closed his eyes.

A moment later, he felt the couch dip next to him with the weight of another person. Cracking open an eye, he was surprised to see that it wasn’t one of his brothers next to him - but rather, Dexter. Who was...glaring at him, for some unknown reason.

“Can I help you?” Oliver asked, conversationally. He leaned over to grab some peanuts out of a bowl on the coffee table, and popped some of them into his mouth as he spoke. He grimaced - they were wasabi flavour. He hated spicy food. 

“You were phenomenal tonight, by the way. When my microphone died and you got it working in under five seconds - spectacular.”

#001 - Bulbasaur

Category - Seed Pokémon

Type - Grass/Poison

Height: 2'04" | Weight: 15.2 Ibs.

Sapphire Pokédex Entry -

Bulbasaur can be seen napping in bright sunlight. There is a seed on its back. By soaking up the sun's rays, the seed grows progressively larger.

Evolves Into -

- Ivysaur - - Venusaur -

Breakfast was usually uneventful. Emphasis on the usually.

Faust knew where he sat, who he sat with, and that the food was going to suck. Beyond that, nothing of note tended to happen. 

Case in point: Faust was in the middle of wagering his firstborn child for the apple on Phaedra’s plate (it looked a lot greener and crisper than his). This was a typical conversation for the two of them, and would have continued as such, had the distraction not caused Faust’s words to stutter to a halt. Name of said distraction: Dexter Fitzgerald, nonchalantly taking the seat across from them. 

Faust stared at Dexter, blinked, let his gaze bounce between Phaedra and Dexter uncertainly, before finally settling on the older man.

“...Hi?” Are we in trouble? were the unspoken words on his lips. He knew better than to ask.  

He didn’t know why the man was there. They’d never had too many chances to interact beyond the daily slog of work, and Faust always considered Dexter his superior in that regard. Considering someone your superior puts up an invisible wall that makes conversation...challenging.

Despite this, Faust was always willing to try, and he sure as hell wasn’t going to allow the silence that had settled over the table to continue.

“You’re looking like death warmed up this morning, Mr Fitzgerald,” Faust said, tone almost forcefully chipper, “And might I add, sir,” he paused to take a bite of his breakfast, “big mood.”

#001 Bulbasaur

Patrick finished about 9/12/17

Susan finished 1/6/18

Jennifer finished 3/28/18 (Thanks Susan)