Thank you, ma'am. I promise I will take care of him, no matter how strange and unconventional this situation is. You've been very courteous and patient, so thank you. If you have any other questions of me, I'll answer them! I want no secrets between us.
Yes! My son's name is Silver. Although, he's more of Ingo's son, in a way, but since we both took care of him we both ended up as "dad". We've adopted him, and given him a real home. ...Admittedly, it's a bit strange since he's about Hilbert's age.
[Whoops. It looks like that just occurred to Emmet. Good job, Emmet.]
[Gwendolyn pauses for a long moment, thoughtful. Well, if he has a son Hilbert's age... sure, it's kind of strange on first thought, but... if he's being honest-- and it really seems like he is-- it at least means he's not going after Hilbert because of his age, right?.... Poor Emmet, that makes for an awkward situation, though. But he means well.... and this clears up the possibly equally awkward "past wife" scenario as well.]
...I see. I'm glad they get along, then. [Yep, still smiling. Hilbert's parents either have the patience of saints or are off their rockers...]
[...Honestly the "past wife" scenario is a lot more awkward and horrible.]
They do just fine. It's a strange situation, as a whole, but... well, perhaps I can convince Silver to come meet you all, sometime! It would do him good, I think.
We'd be happy to have him! And anyone else in your family you'd care to bring, as well.
[Hilbert and Blake come into the room again, the kitchen clean. Gwendolyn looks up at her husband and smiles more brightly before focusing on their guest again.] Thank you, Emmet. We do appreciate it.
But they only make it a few yards from the door before his mother calls Hilbert back for one more thing. When he does so, she murmurs something into his ear, half-teasingly, and he goes red and looks disgruntled while his father ruffles his hair through his hat and laughs. YEAH OKAY OKAY. HE'S OUT. BYE MOM.
He'll take Emmet's hand again as they head off, though, and it doesn't take long for him to recover. just. MOM.]
Nothin'. ["Wait until you're of age before you do anything, okay? I don't want you getting in trouble." she wasn't joking but SHE WAS STILL TEASING HIM AND HRRRRGH HE'S HARDLY EVEN MANAGED TO KISS EMMET, LET ALONE THINK ABOUT--!!!! BAH. MOM.
He stubbornly clings to Emmet's hand and leans into him a little as they walk. Nope. Nope nope nope.]
I told you it was gonna be fine. [Calmest family in the world, he told you. Still, he looks up a Emmet with a smile. It did go well, right?] So you like them? [Hilbert hopes so, because he likes them.]
Are we?... [Yes, Hilbert. You have a zillion Pokemon and none of you ever get worked up.] Well-- I learned everything from them, so... [that makes sense, kind of...?]
He does! And he's been growing a lot more like us as time goes on. But, we still took him in so late in his life, he probably won't get much more different than he is now. I just hope that we can get him more stable, so that when we're gone, he'll be okay.
He's kinda like Hilda, like that. [Hilbert smiles a little despite himself.] But I feel like it'll be easier to get to him than Hilda. I'll have to catch up to him more often, though...
[be careful hilbert, you may end up chasing him all over the region]
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[Whoops. It looks like that just occurred to Emmet. Good job, Emmet.]
But he's a good kid...
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...I see. I'm glad they get along, then. [Yep, still smiling. Hilbert's parents either have the patience of saints or are off their rockers...]
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They do just fine. It's a strange situation, as a whole, but... well, perhaps I can convince Silver to come meet you all, sometime! It would do him good, I think.
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[Hilbert and Blake come into the room again, the kitchen clean. Gwendolyn looks up at her husband and smiles more brightly before focusing on their guest again.] Thank you, Emmet. We do appreciate it.
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Hilbert looks up from petting a very pleased Archeops to address his parents.]
I'm gonna go back out to Nimbasa after this, if that's okay. [he's not done hanging out with Emmet yet....!]
Sure thing, that's fine. Just let us know if you'll be back for dinner.
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Shall we go, Hilbert?
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Yeah, I'm ready. [Onwards and outwards!
But they only make it a few yards from the door before his mother calls Hilbert back for one more thing. When he does so, she murmurs something into his ear, half-teasingly, and he goes red and looks disgruntled while his father ruffles his hair through his hat and laughs. YEAH OKAY OKAY. HE'S OUT. BYE MOM.
He'll take Emmet's hand again as they head off, though, and it doesn't take long for him to recover. just. MOM.]
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He stubbornly clings to Emmet's hand and leans into him a little as they walk. Nope. Nope nope nope.]
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[Emmet holds his hand back, just... smitten. Completely pleased, despite awkwardness.]
You have very sweet parents.
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I told you it was gonna be fine. [Calmest family in the world, he told you. Still, he looks up a Emmet with a smile. It did go well, right?] So you like them? [Hilbert hopes so, because he likes them.]
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I guess I was still a little surprised at how similar all three of you are!
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[Ah hah... hah...
Emmet doesn't seem to phased, on the surface...]
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But Emmet's parents weren't at Thanksgiving, so... something's up. Still, that's kind of awkward to ask about... ...]
I guess Silver's been taking after you guys, too. He talks in train puns a lot.
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It's a long way off, at least. And-- if they, Hilbert and Emmet, even last that long, he'd be family with Silver by then, so....]
Um. I'll try to help on the stable part. [Because Silver knowing more people well would help that, right?]
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I'd appreciate it. He could stand to learn some of your calm! He's so restless!
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[be careful hilbert, you may end up chasing him all over the region]
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[...Come to think of it, if he likes that--] Maybe we can try the Karrablast and Shelmet trade evolutions...
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