She'll be preparing Gold's favorite that Silver can bring over with him. Her son sounds like he needs a bit of pep in his step. And spice in his life.]
And eating. Yes. Eating's important and Gold's mom really knows how to make a good meal, so he's more than willing to oblige- of course, a good portion of his food goes to Weavile without a second thought.]
[Well, Gold had to learn from someone! Mom doesn't even bat an eye at Silver sharing his food either, considering Gold does the same thing. Used to sneak scraps under the table to the house Pokémon even though they'd already eaten. Silly boy.]
[... Maybe she should ask Silver to stay next time.
To ease the loneliness of being a single mom.
Naaaaah. Don't wanna bother him and she's fine. Adopting might be a good idea too. And that Crystal girl, too, she'd be a wonderful daughter-in-law.......]
[Aibo gets the door, since Gold's dozing off with some eggs left behind by some meager customers that wanna give him a shot, and he motions for Silver to be qu
is that fOOD FOOD FOOD can he have a taste i mean Hi Silver how's it been we've missed you............ Food. It's Mom's food right? Aibo'd know that smell anywhere.]
Like fast up but he's not knocking the food over fast. It takes him a moment to register who brought him it though.]
Oh, hey Silver! You dropped by to see Mom? I'd know her cookin' anywhere. [Gimme gimme. Mmmm good.] How's she doin'? I probably should call her and ask myself, but I've been, uh, busy and all. Got some customers.
Seriously? I thought she'd be havin' guys over while I was away.
[Rotate the eggs, do do do there we are. Okay.]
Ah, well. Go on and give Aibo some of that since he's wantin' it so bad, and you can have a little yourself - though she probably stuffed you while you were around. I'll give her a ring.
[Right now, actually. See? Totally normal. As animated as usual.]
'Cause it's not my food. Well, this one ain't. [It's been taunting him. Siiigh.] A birdkeeper asked me to take care of his Pidgeot for a while and they, you know, "found" this egg. He came back this mornin' to check up on them and didn't want it, so. I'm not really sure that to do with it other than keep it around and maybe let it into the wild once it hatches and learns to fly. Or teach it to shit on bald people's heads.
[The Pidgeot are still here, mind, and they only trust Gold with their egg. If they saw Silver with it they'd have a hoot.]
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She'll be preparing Gold's favorite that Silver can bring over with him. Her son sounds like he needs a bit of pep in his step. And spice in his life.]
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And eating. Yes. Eating's important and Gold's mom really knows how to make a good meal, so he's more than willing to oblige- of course, a good portion of his food goes to Weavile without a second thought.]
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Show is over! So is his meal. He hops up and heads over to Gold's mom.
Thanks for the food. It was delicious.]
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Said in the most "my lover is gone boohoo" kind of dramatic way. Here. Take a box. It smells delicious. And a small hug too. She loves these kids.]
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Of course, the hug shuts him up and leaves him touched and a little flustered. Just a little.
...He's quick to bow his head and make his way out afterwards. She gave him a hug...]
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To ease the loneliness of being a single mom.
Naaaaah. Don't wanna bother him and she's fine. Adopting might be a good idea too. And that Crystal girl, too, she'd be a wonderful daughter-in-law.......]
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But right now, he is busy with Gold. And Gold is a heavy responsibility.
It takes him a while to fly over, but Honchkrow is nothing if not efficient. The food is still warm and that's what matters.
Knock knock on the door to the day- I'm sorry, bachelor pad.]
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is that fOOD FOOD FOOD can he have a taste i mean Hi Silver how's it been we've missed you............ Food. It's Mom's food right? Aibo'd know that smell anywhere.]
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Where is he, anyway? While Aibo can't have the food, he can have a headpat and some attention.]
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See look right there.
Layin on the ground all stretched out.
In no position to eat.
(Give it give it give it.)]
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Silver opens up the food and starts waving it in Gold's face to verify whether or not this is true.]
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IS
UP!!!
Like fast up but he's not knocking the food over fast. It takes him a moment to register who brought him it though.]
Oh, hey Silver! You dropped by to see Mom? I'd know her cookin' anywhere. [Gimme gimme. Mmmm good.] How's she doin'? I probably should call her and ask myself, but I've been, uh, busy and all. Got some customers.
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[Rotate the eggs, do do do there we are. Okay.]
Ah, well. Go on and give Aibo some of that since he's wantin' it so bad, and you can have a little yourself - though she probably stuffed you while you were around. I'll give her a ring.
[Right now, actually. See? Totally normal. As animated as usual.]
How about you? Been holdin' up alright?
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...Right. Here Aibo, you can have all of his food.]
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Cool. [-- Oh she picked up.] Hey mom! Yeah, Silver's here - thanks for the food. Smells great.
[Go amuse yourself with the eggs while they have like a five minute conversation. Mom to son. Son to mom. Checking in. That's all. Yeah.
They seem like they're not particularly close to hatching, and they're more of common Pokémon eggs than anything. Pidgey and all.]
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[Sheesh, hanging up. Moms. Now, Silver! He'll join his buddy and grin at the Pidgey egg.]
I'm all yours. What's up? Finally wanna help out warmin' the eggs?
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[The Pidgeot are still here, mind, and they only trust Gold with their egg. If they saw Silver with it they'd have a hoot.]
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He gets up on his feet and heads straight to the kitchen.]
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No.]
Dude, the ditch isn't even dug yet! You wanna eat it so soon?
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