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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[shhhspoilers]

Hmm... okay. Then we should battle!

[soulknight]

[Wait, what?--]

[shhhspoilers]

It's fun! Just a quick one, right? I bet you're really strong, just like daddy!

[soulknight]

...Okay, but not in the city. [Somewhere where he doesn't have to worry about anyone getting stuck in the crossfire.]

[shhhspoilers]

Alright! Then we can go to White Forest. There'll be plenty of space to battle, there.

And it's close to home! So if anything goes awry, dad can help. Not like I couldn't handle it myself, though.

[soulknight]

Can't be a forest. [No can do. That's bad on principle.] Is there a nearby route?

[shhhspoilers]

There's the route we already came through with the sandstorm, up west is the road and the Charizard bridge, and up east is the way to White Forest.

[soulknight]

[Sandstorm's no good. Too loud.]

But they've got frequent traffic, right? What about somewhere empty?

[shhhspoilers]

Well, I can think of one place, at least... but we'll have to do it tomorrow, because we'll either have to fly there or take the train.

[soulknight]

...Okay.

[...] What time is it?

[shhhspoilers]

Uhm...

[She checks her C-Gear!]

It's almost eight.

[soulknight]

The night's still young. [...But not everyone's crazy enough to fight in the middle of the night, so he won't question it further.]

[shhhspoilers]

It is, but I try to keep a normal sleep schedule. Besides, I share a room with Barett and make sure he can reach his inhaler in the middle of the night.

[soulknight]

...Inhaler? [What's an inhaler

what's a sleep schedule

are we still speaking the same language]

[shhhspoilers]

It's a little device that Barett uses when he can't breathe. It doesn't always work, but for the most part it keeps his lungs from aching or itching so that he won't cough and make it worse.

[soulknight]

...You mean like that respirator thing that Wally had?

[shhhspoilers]

I dunno who Wally is, but it's kind of like a respirator, just handheld and smaller. And I think inhalers actually have medicine and respirators don't...? Or they have oxygen or something like that.

[soulknight]

...I'll take your word for it.

[shhhspoilers]

But yeah. Barett's supposed to be getting some kind of surgery since he and I saved up for it, but it's really risky. We're not telling dad about it yet, since we don't know if we're even going to do it.

And he really doesn't trust doctors.

[soulknight]

Can't help you there. I don't either. Never been to one before.

[shhhspoilers]

If you've never been to one, how can you say you don't trust them? The doctors are working really hard for Barett, and they really do work really hard to make people healthy... dad trusts Nurse Joys so easily but he really doesn't even like taking us.

[soulknight]

Doctors never helped me or big sis. Doctors didn't save my dad, and I bet he got the best doctors money could buy.

I'm from the past. Maybe things are different now. I'd still never go anywhere near one.

Pokémon are different from people. You can always trust a Pokémon, but you can't always trust a person.

[shhhspoilers]

But you trust people to take care of your Pokémon, and not yourself...? And besides, even if doctors can't fix everything, they can fix as much as they can and make things less painful. They're not perfect, but... that's what they decided to do. They decided to pick a job where they see the saddest and most horrible things all the time, just so that they can try their best to help.

[soulknight]

You're way too optimistic.

[shhhspoilers]

Life is hard, and the world isn't fair. But that makes it important to take what good things you get, and run with them as far as you can.

I wouldn't have become champion if I was like dad, really...

[She fiddles with her glass, slowly rolling it in circles on the table.]

If I let everything weigh down on me that's bad, I'd be stuck. I'd be too concerned with my brother's health, and I'd give up everything I have to just take care of him. I'd be counting the days until he dies. I'd start worrying every single day, what I would do if dad disappeared, just like how you appeared.

I can't let it stop me. And I have to go above and beyond, for dad, for Barett... and for you, too. Anyone that doesn't take what good is set in front of them and enjoy every little bit of it.