Da Future

[50shadesofprotag]

Soooo in the future! Hilda managed to woo Silver and keep him for more than a week.

When Hilda's about 26 and Silver's 24, she's finally got him doing more "couple"-like things with her.




It's a good thing they're a somewhat decent age to be parents?

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[tsuntrader]

[It really is nice out here. He comes over to check on Barett, but he makes sure to be quiet about it. If he fell asleep, he doesn't want to wake him up.]

[morelikethedude]

[Barett stirs, and sits up when he sees Silver.]

Hi, dad. Are you gonna sit with me?

[tsuntrader]

[-Whoops--]

Yeah. I didn't wake you up, did I? [Regardless, after acknowledging The Dude Arceus with a bow of his head, he goes to sit next to him.]

[morelikethedude]

[Barett eagerly scoots over so he can lean on Silver!]

Nope, I wasn't asleep yet. I was listening.

[tsuntrader]

[Yes. Come here, Barett. We can sit and... relax... and be comfortable together.]

Listening? [To what? That's a pretty broad statement...]

[morelikethedude]

Yeah. There's a lot going on.

[It doesn't seem like it on first glance, obviously, but there's the typical sound of just... life. Wind, bugs, trees, and of course the Pokémon breathing slowly and relaxed.]

I like this better.

[tsuntrader]

[A lot... Oh. Oh. He takes a second to relax and just... Listen. To take in what he's often too preoccupied to miss.]

...Towns and cities are nice, but I like having somewhere calm and peaceful to return to. Somewhere not so molded by people.

[For a moment, he's reminded of Moro. Then of home, when he was little. Then of exploring Unova...]

You like this better than running around, huh?

[morelikethedude]

Yeah.

[He quiets, for a second, looking guilty.]

I should do what they tell me, but... I don't like it.

[tsuntrader]

...I can't do anything to help you if you just don't like it. Everyone's gotta do things they don't like sometimes. That's part of growing up.

[morelikethedude]

I know... I know.

[Sulk sulk sulk!]

[tsuntrader]

Sucks, doesn't it? [Silver ruffles his hair a little. Come on, cheer up a little.] I don't like it either. I don't like seeing you guys upset or hurt, but...

If you're only happy and okay all the time, it's gonna be even harder to deal with being hurt or upset later on. That's gonna happen eventually. If everything was perfect all the time, it wouldn't really be living.

[morelikethedude]

That's not really it, though...

[But he is a child and can't really articulate what doesn't feel right, yet.]

[tsuntrader]

[...There's... There's definitely not something right here.] Does it hurt?

[morelikethedude]

Not... really? It just doesn't feel okay.

[tsuntrader]

...Do you start to feel sick? Do you get worn out too quickly?

[morelikethedude]

Everything felt really heavy, and it made me really tired.

1/2

[tsuntrader]

[...]

[tsuntrader]

...I'm... I'm gonna take you to the doctor, alright? I'll talk to your teacher and ask if she can let you stay out of PE until then.

[...] If nothing's wrong, you'll have to keep trying.

[morelikethedude]

[That makes Barett look at the ground, curling up around vulpix more. The fox chirps worriedly at that.]

...Is something wrong with me, dad?

[tsuntrader]

...I want to say no, but... I don't know. That's why we're gonna find out.

[...] Don't worry about it too much, okay? It doesn't mean that you're a bad person or did something wrong. If something's wrong, we'll take care of it.

[morelikethedude]

...Am I gonna die, like mom did?

1/2

[tsuntrader]

[What?

No no no no- no. No. No. Don't say that-]

[tsuntrader]

[He immediately pulls Barett right up (sorry Vulpix) and into his arms. No. No sweetie, no. No. No. No.]

No. You won't die. Not by a long shot. Where'd you get an idea like that?

[morelikethedude]

[Barett lets go of his Pokémon in favor of clinging onto Silver, shaking his head and hiding in his father's shirt. It made sense in his head, but he can't explain why he thought that. All he knows is that he's scared.]

[tsuntrader]

[Don't. Don't cry, he'll cry-

No. No, he won't cry. He can't cry. Not in front of his kid.]

It's okay to cry, but everything's gonna be okay, alright?

[...That's exactly what he said to Hilda, minutes before everything went wr- stop it. Now's not the time. He holds onto Barett and gently rubs his back- it's okay. It's gonna be okay. He and Hilda were both healthy. Hilda's mom was healthy. He's stillhealthy. There's nothing to worry about.]