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[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.]

[Are they Mareep?]

What do you guys think?

[The Sneasel want to say here! Yeah!

...So... do the parents...]

That settles that.

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[NO GO AWAY THEY'RE NOT

He claps his hands together! That settles that. Cool. It's still a bachelor pad it's just also part Sneasel/Weavile house.]

Great! No problem! I mean, there's a ton of space here and all so there ain't a problem with that. And food's obviously not an issue. So, yeah, stay as long as y'want.

Where are you getting all of this food, anyway?

I'm a businessman, Silver. I've got my sources.

I've got my own money, they left some around in case I wanted to start up somethin', and the last's a secret.

It's legal.

What's that supposed to mean?

You've shaped up, sure, but you haven't got the most spotless track record.

[...] What's this got to do with you?

What d'you mean, what's it gotta do with me? I'm sayin' that I don't steal stuff to get by. [Unlike you did. You probably do still.] All this food is totally paid for.

Good for you. Who paid for it?