Godiva Greentext Dump

>Godiva called you a few days ago asking to go out on a date
>She picked out a nice (fish) restaurant, movie to go to, and a nice scenic spot to hang out at
>She was a bit too large to fit in your car without tearing a hole in the roof or folding the seats down so she could curl inside, so you both walked
>"You'll love 'That's A Lot of Fish' Anon, almost everything they have is just wonderful." she says, looking giddy in anticipation
>You're a bit indifferent to fish, but since she loves it you'll keep quiet about it
>Some time later and idle conversations, you both arrive
>Only problem is, it's absolutely swarmed with people
>Getting a table looks like it'd take up to an hour, maybe longer
>"Oh no, come on! I come here every week, each time near empty, but the ONE time I want to bring my boyfriend over and it's filled?!" Godiva cries out in anger
>"Bah!" she grunts, stomping her foot and cracking the sidewalk
>You reach up as far as you can, hand only grasping just below her shoulder
>"Hey, hey, it's alright, we can drop by another time, OK?" you calmly explain
>Godiva still looks mad, but mutters "OK."
>You both decide to eat at a burger joint close by
>Next was the movie
>"Closed for fumigation" the sign reads
>Godiva looks defeated
>"Hey, maybe it's at another theater?"
>She shakes her head, "No, I checked. Just this one."
>You're starting to feel bad for her
>Last stop: a park bench watching the lake
>It's quite pretty, you're glad at least one part of her plan went well
>A toothy, grin reappeared on her face
>She sat on the bench, inviting you to sit beside her
>You do so, she wraps a giant arm around you as you both watch the waters
>Stifled laughter comes from far behind you and Godiva's taken notice
>You decide to look too, and near the trees are two women
>At first they were looking towards you and Godiva, but turned away a second after you looked
>Godiva looks livid, a dark red glowing through her veins

>"Calm down, Godiva. Look, we can just leave and go home?" you say
>"No! It's our date, and I'm not going to let these people ruin it further!" she snarls
>The dark red glow emitting from her veins is getting brighter, her muscles tensed, and her pupils getting smaller
>You grab her leg, making her look back to you "Godiva, please! You're overreacting."
>She glances back to the two women, then back to you. Her breathing slows down, the red slowly turning back to her normal olive grey color
>A white flash completely destroys any progress you made
>"SCREW IT!" she screams, jumping off of the bench with a furious stomp
>You're jolted from your spot, and while you wish you could say you got back on your feet to quickly go calm down your blood-thirsty girlfriend, you went head first on the metal armrest, landing directly on your temple
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>Your head feels like it has several knives shoved through it
>You open your eyes and groan, rubbing the sore spot on the side of your head
>You think you've been out for at least three minutes
>You look around the park: no one's there, there are craters strewn about the place, and some of the trees are on fire
>And Godiva's nowhere to be seen
>'Shit, shit, shit, shit'
>As swiftly as you can, you lifted yourself up from the bench and left the park, noticing craters of increasing size heading towards town where you and Godiva previously walked from
>You think you know where she went

>Sure enough, you find her at the closed theater
>She's smashing it to pieces, occasionally spewing fire on the rubble she destroyed and roaring at the destruction
>She's at least five times larger than she was on your date, and, to the best of your description, "fucking terrifying"
>While not as large as her father, she's still a threat
>You shout and wave your hands "Godiva! Godiva, stop!"
>Her rampage ends, the monster turns to gaze at you, her expression the same as before
>"Please stop, you don't have to do this! Even if your plans didn't work out, I still had a great time with you! I always do!"
>She doesn't answer; you don't think she can really speak as she is now
>"Godiva, I always love being with you! And nothing that ever goes wrong with our dates will change that!"
>She just stands there, her furious eyes gazing down at you. The harsh, red glow of her body seems to be dying down
>Godiva sits down on the street beside the burning theater. She slowly lays herself down flat, positioning herself so her head is in front of you
>You stretch your arms and put them across the front of her head, using your right hand to pat her
>A noise comes from her causing the ground to vibrate. Almost sounds like that of a cat purring
>"Come on, let's go home."