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[He won't have to be.

But there's just this little cracking noise interrupting your show, Silver.

Just.

Crack crack crack. Crackingly. Hatching? Hatching. There's just one or two that're hatching, the ones closest to him actually.]

[Oh. He's got a Sneasel in his lap now.

...And another one nearby.

...Yeah yeah, we're on a commercial, come here, let him set the egg shells aside and pet you two little guys- oh, sorry. Girls!- and we can all just cuddle and watch cartoons, okay?]

[Okay!! They'd like that. Cartoons sound like fun.

What's a cartoon?

(Some eggs seem to be rolling closer too, as if drawn by the TV. Every time one hatches another takes its place.)]

[It's this thing on TV! That's a TV. The box thing with the screen.

It's not too long before Silver gets absorbed into Proteam Omega; he tends to the babies and gets them all situated somewhere without taking his eyes off the television. The number of them that are actually hatching is lost on him.]

[All the hatched babies are absorbed in it too, latched onto various parts of Silver with eyes stuck on the show.

And, with fifteen mins until the end of the special, Gold's up and prepared to find Silver--

Not covered in babies what the hell why are you covered in Sneasel. They're in your hair and your clothes and on you like... Wow. It's pointless to try and catch Silver's attention when he's watching Proteam Omega - something he's got first hand experience in -, so Gold scoops up a wandering egg or two before trooping into the back to make a quick breakfast and to set up some bowls of food for the Pokémon.

Hold on quick head count.

...

A lot. Yeah okay. At least two Sneasel'll be attached to him instead of the TV. Wonder how the parents are gonna take this turn of event.

(Some of them are watching with Silver that's what.)]

[Most of the parents are watching it with Silver, but some head to Gold instead to help him set up food!

...And maybe get some extra food for their efforts, right? Right--?]

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[Yes they get rewarded thanks you guys and girls are so HELPFUL unlike A CERTAIN PERSON.

You guys are gonna take back the babies right.

Or we cool with a sudden boost in popularity for Sneasel among trainers.]

[Naw they're our wild babies we got em

unless some of them want to stay I guess

whatever works]

[Alright alright!

Let's see are the credits rolling.

Almost.

Okay good close enough.]

Alright, who's hungry?

[Hungry? The babies are hungry!

All but a few of them stay around for the last minute, but in all the commotion, Silver ends up missing the last few lines...]

You couldn't have waited one minute? [One minute Gold that's all he needed now he'll never know what Venusaur's secret is--]

[Hahahaha]

Nope. Gotta get them fed when they're hatched, dude. [He's not even hiding his grin at all. Not a single sorry.] You know the drill. There's food on the counter for you, get whatever you want for drinks, yadda yadda yadda. I've gotta sweep up.

[Even though he's making a face at the thought of such boring work, it's not like he's gonna do it alone. Aibo's got his own brooms.]

[...Screw you Gold, he's watching more...

...Oh. You little guys are hungry. Okay, let's go get food.

[Yeah go get your food

Gold's just gonna sweep by Silver's feet when he passes because he's a jerk I mean is playing around. Nyeh nyeh.]

[He starts to fall!

He catches himself with one hand and the babies with another. Mostly the babies. Phew-]

[Hahaha. Going on sweeping like he didn't do shit, yup, whistling and everything.]

Careful with them, Silver, they're Sneasel but they're probably not as nimble as their mommas and papas.

[Enjoy your "wake up" breakfast too.]

I know. [Here you guys, you eat this, okay? Gold's good at making food.

One particularly tiny Sneasel is pretty clumsy and hesitant to eat, however, so Silver takes the time to feed her...

...And suddenly every Sneasel wants to be fed. Every last one.]

[All of them, huh. Good job. Gold'll try to gauge if Silver and the Sneasel need a hand or if they can handle all the babies wanting to be fed.]

Popular, ain't you?

[They're fine. He takes his time feeding it and making sure it's alright before moving onto the next Sneasel. He can feed a bunch of needy babies. He's got nothing better to...]

...More popular than you are. [Now if you'll excuse him he's going to continue mothering these Sneasels, yes-]

[Rude as hell. That is the kind of face he gives Silver. The "you are rude as hell" face. He's even leaning on his broom, screw you Silver.]

I'm totally popular! Everyone in Johto knows me. [As a troublemaker--]

...With the Sneasel, Gold. [No need to get defensive...]

[...

He's gonna sweep the rest of the egg pieces up into a pile for Aibo to collect. Thanks buddy, go get food for you and the others. Insecurities? Nah, just light tones now.]

Well, guess it'd make sense for you to be. You're practically one yourself.

[...He glances at Weavile, then at the Sneasel, then at Gold...

And shrugs. Close enough.]

Come on, you even look like one. The same criminal eyes, cool look, and red hair. For Weavile anyway. I bet you could pass as a mother for orphaned ones!

[Having them all follow Silver around would be funny as hell.]

Hey, how long is it gonna be 'til they're big enough to leave? Or old enough, whatever. I know their folks are gonna take back to the wilds and all but... You know.

Don't know. They could probably leave tonight.

[But you're gonna let them stick around for a few days, right Gold?]

[No, Silver, he's gonna kick them out because he's got like ten lovely ladies to take home.]

If they leave tonight, they leave tonight, but it's not like I've got anything goin' on around here, so... I guess they're welcome to stick around as long as they need to, and all.

[And he wouldn't mind the company, course.]