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Sure. Let me just put these inside.

[He heads back into the Lucky 38 to place his gifts on the counter of the casino, then steps back out again. He wonders if this counts as a date.]

Okay, ready when you are.

[He still seems a little distracted, but now he's thinking about what he could do for Egon to make up for not getting him anything.]

Then let's go.

[He smiles just a little, beginning to walk towards town at the werebear's side. He doesn't particularly expect something from Boone, mostly its the opportunity to be with someone at this time of year. Kind of nice, very unfamiliar.]

[He's quiet as they walk, feeling a little awkward. Other couples are walking by holding hands, and he wonders if he should hold Egon's. Is this a date or not? He's so bad at this.]

You left Slimer at home for a while?

Yes, he should manage in the kennel for a bit with his toys for a bit. He's getting bigger fast.

[It is sort of weird to watch all the humans about on their own. He flushes, a little, pink mingling with all the yellow and green. Should they call this a date? He certainly suggested it like one.]

Rex is alright?

Yeah, he's fine. He'll just sleep while we're out.

[He fiddles with his claws, glancing over at Egon. He sees he's a little pink in the face, and wonders if he's having the same trouble as him.]

You have anywhere in mind? Or are we just walking?

That's good.

[Yep. The demon's eyes are on the ground, hooves clicking along the sidewalk. This is... awkward.]

Not partocularly. Do you have anywhere you like to go?

I like walking by the lake. Pretty peaceful there.

[And there are a lot of fish to catch. Maybe that would be a good distraction.]

Haven't spent much time at the lake in a while.

We can go there.

[They sure can, two monsters who have no clue how to emotion properly walking along.]

...How has the bath house been?

Sure.

[He really wishes he was better with words right about now. At least then one of them would be able to stir up some conversation.]

It's fine.

[Yep, that's that conversation. After a few more moments, Boone gets tired of the uncertain air and looks down at Egon with a frown.]

Is this a date?

[The demon starts to freeze up before he sighs, glancing up at Boone and then away again.]

That's up to you. It is if you want it to be, if not it's two friends on a walk.

[Boone seems to consider it for a minute, before finally figuring that Egon must've had some kind of romantic intentions with this. It's Valentine's Day and he brought him a gift. And really, would things be this unsure if they were just two friends on a walk? It's never been this awkward before.

So he hesitates, before firmly grabbing Egon's hand so that he's holding it while they walk. There. Now it's a date, they both know it's a date, and things can quit being so goddamn awkward.]

You ever been fishing at the lake?

[Egon's very tired of being insecure about all this. But they do seem to take two steps forward and one step back all the time.]

[Here's two more forward. Egon glances down at the hand and smiles tiredly, a little to himself, before giving the bear's palm a squeeze and going on.]

I've never done much fishing, but I ended up killing quite a few when I cleaned the lake.

Do you go there often?

Yeah. Good place to get fish from, better than trying to find a place that sells them.

[Not that there aren't places that sell them, but why buy them when you can just get them for free?]

And it's pretty fun. I can show you.

[Free, fresh fish are good. Really good in fact. Perhaps when it warms up a little.]

I'd enjoy that.

[Another little squeeze to the palm, and they can make it to the lake in a reasonable amount of time. There's a few couples out on swan boats in the distance, but otherwise it's blessedly quiet.]

[As they get closer to the lake, Boone's eyes home in on the surface of the water. He knows there are fish just under it, and he's itching to get his teeth into them. He stops at his favourite fishing spot, letting go of Egon's hand and crouching at the edge of the lake.]

Here, watch.

[He studies the movements of the fish, one hand poised to attack. Then, with careful speed and precision, he snags a fish from beneath the surface of the water with his claws.]

[...well, holy shit. There sure as hell is a sizeable bass in Boone's class, fins flailing and panicking at suddenly being in the open air.]

[Egon has to stare for just a minute.]

You just know where they are beneath the surface?

Yeah. Kinda weird, huh?

[He leans back, and... starts tearing at the fish with his teeth. God, it's so good. He'll have to get Egon one.

...Yes, that's it, he can give Egon a nice, plump fish as a gift. Why wouldn't he enjoy it?]

It's a strange instinct to get, since it doesn't seem to be terribly useful.

But it is impressive.

[Well, it would be useful, edible, and... just a little bit hot to watch. Maybe minus the fish guts. And it satisfies his whole demon instinct- get people down into their sinful instincts. He supposed this counted.]

Well, it's like you said. Bears like fish. Guess they gotta get them somehow.

[He drops the fish after consuming the head and the stomach, then goes back to focusing on the water. Claws ready to strike and- bam, another fish.

This one, he holds out to Egon.]

Here.

[That sure is a fish. Egon stares at it for a moment before taking the bass that continues to flail a little for a moment. He has no clue how to hold a fish properly and it shows.]

Er... thank you.

I can cook this later.

Good.

[He seems pleased with himself for giving Egon something for Valentine's Day, at least. He shifts where he's sitting, pulling his pants legs up to his knees so he can rest his clawed feet in the water.]

It's pretty good like that, though. You should try it.

[He should be, it is certainly a unique gift. Egon just stares at the fish again for a moment before slipping it into his (thankfully) empty bag. At least it's cold out.]

We should go out for sushi sometime.

Yeah, I've never tried it.

[He kicks his feet in the water a little, turning his head to look at Egon rather than the fish still swimming nearby.]

You know any places?

It is mostly raw fish.

[The older man looks down, then sits beside Boone and takes his hand again. Who cares about the fish blood, he's been messier.]

I think there's one downtown by the bank.

[He can't help but smile a little when Egon takes his hand again. It feels nice, just sitting by the lake, holding hands with someone and talking.]

We should go there, then.

[Maybe after they're done here.]

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