Vintage's downfall

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P1 Finale, 2/2

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"Red Sole?"

Vintage could hardly grapse on what is going on. He has a inkling standing in front of him that he hasn't seen in two years just before heading out to meet with his other two teammates.

"I'm SO DELIGHTED TO SEE YOU AGAIN! YOU LOOK SOOOO MUCH DIFFERENT!" She started to yell out, hopping around the place. She noticed him being dressed with outwear. "Are you... going somewhere? WHERE'S OMEGA?"

"Chill," He responded as she finally stepped into the apartment. "Omega's here with me."

A voice came from the kitchen. "Red, you're here at the wrong time!"

"WHAT?" Red Sole replied, checking the place. Vintage wished she didn't came today, especially right now. "What do you mean, I'm here at the wrong time??"

This is going to be really hard to fully explain. He thought. Alas, he had to think of something. "We're going out, just two of us."

If he had to get Red Sole on the journey, then it would be difficult to bear. What would Skull think? How would he put up with her.

"Red, I appreciate that you've came to visit us," Omega spoke up, looking at Red who seemed confused. "But we're going out by ourselves. You can see us tomorrow if you're free too."

"NOOOOOO! YOU DON'T KNOW HOW LONG THE TRIP TO HERE WAS!" She yelled out like a young child.

Vintage wasn't in the mood for arguing. Rather, he was in the mood to actually just let Red Sole go with them, as bad as it might go. They'd have all day there anyways. And perhaps Red lives nearby the apartment they're heading to.

Hopefully.

But luck isn't beside Vintage most of the time.

Pathetically.

"Argh. Fine." He said tiresomely. "Me and Omega are staying over at a friend. If you want to come with us, you need to behave."

"I can do that!" Red quickly replied.

"I hope. Because the dude we're going to might not like your misadventures I bet." Vintage responded, quite harsh but kept it low. "You're my friend, though. Right Red? You should have matured up, right?"

Or she's the same, "quirky" and crazy little girl she was.

And as usual.

"If I knock over or break something I'll pay for it!" She cheerfully said as Vintage opened the door that lead to the outside.

"It's not even that. Vintage and I don't want you to go over the way with your words or be too loud." Omega took a strode beside him, Red Sole at that point was just laying on the stairs. 

Red Sole just giggled at the comment. "You know you can trust me, guys! I WONDER WHAT THAT INKLING IS LIKE!"

To be frank, Vintage could fore-see embarrassment at his first proper ever actual team meeting, but this was nothing like it.

And he'd rather discuss things alone with Skull, himself personally.

If I could trust myself to tell Skull more things about myself then I'll feel better He thought. 

But then again what was that feeling? Vintage felt like he could trust nobody other than Double (And that was only a bit, he'd still feel he'd screw things up if  he told him about certain secrets.) but seeing as how Skull was rather kind and mature with him...