...You know I met my dads on some other world, right?
All kinds of crazy things happened there. Being drafted for war was one of them.
[He shrugs. It's like talking about the weather to him.] That's in the past now. It was a bad place, but I still learned a lot and even got a family out of it.
[It's at this time that Weavile peeks around the corner, and Silver nods at him to come over. It's now or never, huh.]
I got the last Casteliacone. I tried to give it to you, but you didn't want to take it.
[And Weavile hands over exactly that- it's a Casteliacone, kept cold enough to seem like it just came out of the stand. (Good ice weasel, best friend.)]
And I got the last one today. I was hoping for two, but...
[Oh... oh! Well. Hilda does turn positively pink, blinking down at the casteliacone. She takes it from Weavile, and plucks the ring off of it.]
It's pretty... but not girly. You know me well.
[She'll rub it in her palm, licking the ice cream as she warmed up the ring, and then slip it onto her finger. Come here, Silver, you're getting a kiss!]
What, the ice cream? I'm pretty sure there's no changing the way that looks. [He's alright with kisses, even if he nervously pulls away after a second.
He shuffles through his pocket until he pulls out the matching ring- they're simple and although they come in different colors (with Hilda's being a black band and a blue heart and Silver's being white and purple,) the gem on both of them is red.]
So you'll marry me? [Wow he just said the M word okay, it's okay, take it easy-]
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The teeth back here! Remember that one week where I couldn't come out and battle you? That was after I had mine taken out.
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They have a name?]
They grew in a while ago. [Silver you piece of shit motherfucker that had no problem with his wisdom teeth-] Why'd you get them taken out?
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I've lost some teeth on drafts before. [...Did he... ever explain Luceti to Hilda...?]
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All kinds of crazy things happened there. Being drafted for war was one of them.
[He shrugs. It's like talking about the weather to him.] That's in the past now. It was a bad place, but I still learned a lot and even got a family out of it.
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I'm glad you're here. You're my soul mate. I knew it the first day I saw you, you were gonna play a big role in my life.
[She can dish out some sappiness, too!]
This wasn't exactly what I had in mind, but I like it. It's gonna be tough, but it's only proof that we're the best and we can handle anything.
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As long as they're together, they can handle anything.]
Now come on, soul mate. [If they're gonna go for sappy theatrics, they might as well go all out.]
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[She puts the toy in her pocket, giving Silver a rough pat on the shoulder before grabbing his hand. Let's go for a walk, then.]
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For the record, you didn't know it the first day you saw me. That was the second day.
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I got the last Casteliacone. I tried to give it to you, but you didn't want to take it.
[And Weavile hands over exactly that- it's a Casteliacone, kept cold enough to seem like it just came out of the stand. (Good ice weasel, best friend.)]
And I got the last one today. I was hoping for two, but...
[Nerves nerves nerves nerves-]
Maybe you'll take it this time.
[He offers the Casteliacone over.
On top of it is a ring.]
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It's pretty... but not girly. You know me well.
[She'll rub it in her palm, licking the ice cream as she warmed up the ring, and then slip it onto her finger. Come here, Silver, you're getting a kiss!]
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He shuffles through his pocket until he pulls out the matching ring- they're simple and although they come in different colors (with Hilda's being a black band and a blue heart and Silver's being white and purple,) the gem on both of them is red.]
So you'll marry me? [Wow he just said the M word okay, it's okay, take it easy-]
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Gloves. He should take his gloves off. Yes. Now it goes on his finger. Feels weird, man.
...Is this really happening?...]
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