It's fine. You grow up with it, you get used to it. [.... Oh! Ex-cuse her, she'll be shuffling over to the desk and kicking it.] Gold! Get out from under there! You're an heir, not a grunt -- act like it!
And he's also the boss of Team Rocket. It's a good thing I do all the paperwork around here because he's always busy hooking up with your parents. They've never been affiliated with us.
[Ugh.] You two are supposed to be heroes in Johto. You're also supposed to be my age. [...And his friends. Definitely his friends. But he's not saying that and hero in the same sentence.] Your step-brother here ruined my office. I'm still not completely convinced that you're not some daring- no, stupid- grunts that thought it was funny to poorly imitate the two of them.
Technically, we are in Johto. Or we will be. We have plans to take over it since Kanto's fallen out thanks to Green's incompetence. [As great of a sub as he is...] We're just not heroes, at least the way you are, and we'd never stoop to being grunts. Even if Gold acts like he wants to be demoted to one, going around and leaving me to deal with everything.
crys can he take you aside. there's no real place to take aside to so whisper whisper.]
Something's up, Crys, this ain't right. Johto's practically in the palm of our hands and Kanto's pretty much off limits because of those guys, so what's the dealio here?
Maybe we walked into some sort of alternate universe, like in those stupid comics you read when you think I'm not paying attention to you not paying attention to my talking. [HUFFFFF.
Okay, Silver. Back to you.]
Say we believe you. Where does that leave us? Because Gold and I are definitely the heirs to Team Rocket -- Mama's said so, and Professor Oak's even given us and Green Pokédexes.
[...Well. Uh.] I can give you some grunt work, if you want. After you fix my office. You can work your way up. If you're really supposed to be heirs [no seriously why is it heirs is it like him and Yellow where she's the decoy heir-] then it shouldn't take you too long to work your way up the ranks.
No one's gonna believe you if you claim you're the heirs. You'll be lucky if Yellow doesn't take care of you guys immediately for endangering me.
[But he shows her his Pokédex fairly casually.] Everyone but Yellow's got one. Are you trying to tell me the Professor's supposed to be in Team Rocket too?
[gold snorts at the thought of yellow taking care of anyone - if anything, red's the more dangerous of that duo - but he knows he'll get a jab from crys if he says anything.
but workin up from grunts?
that'll be fun to watch crys do. look at that grin. nice pokedex tho it... looks more updated than his. hmph. he'll show his too, and speak fast so crys can't shut him up too easily.]
Deal on the grunt work only 'cause I like gettin' out more than I like a stuffy room and it'll be fun t'see Crys out and about, and yeah the old man's in Team Rocket! 'Course he is. Who else do you think'd be in it, huh? If we've got one Oak we've got 'em all! It's like a grove, ha.
He's been workin' on some more of those things too, and there's kinda weird project goin' on too or somethin' like that, but I ain't botherin' with stuff I don't care about so you'd hafta ask the snooty girl here for prime info on that. She signs the docs, I burn them. That kinda teamwork.
[he's hilarious. let him spill all the rocket stuff. see what crys has to deal with.]
[GRUNT WORK... But it's better than being kicked out. Being able to show off her skills - which definitely go past just some snooty girl who pushes papers - wouldn't be bad either, and maybe he'd be impressed enough with her that she'd hop up in rank before her idiot step-brother...
Elbowing Gold in the stomach really fucking hard, jesus you loud-mouthed prick.]
Fine. [Looking at his Pokédex just makes her wonder when theirs are going to get an upgrade.] What's first, do-- er... Boss?
[...It's so fucking gross to say it to anyone, she's going to hate this.]
I should make you clean my office first, that's what.
[But he heads back into his office chair and starts cycling through his papers and schedules. There's gotta be something easy to do in here. Something they can't mess up, but something they can still excel in...]
Make him clean your office, since he's the one who ruined it. [She is an innocent bystander.] It'll be a fine punishment while we're at it. I can do anything you put me to though.
["An heir should always do their best," after all.]
You'll be sent to clean the basements in a minute if you don't keep quiet.
[Although he keeps what Crys says in mind. Hmm...
...Yeah, this one will do. At first, this one didn't seem worth the effort for the reward, but if he's giving these two something to do...]
There's a special shipment coming into Vermillion City's ports tomorrow. To this date, there has never been a Pokémart that supplies Dusk Balls or Quick Balls in Kanto. The shops have already advertised their eventual arrival like crazy, so they're in high demand.
You two and several other grunts will accompany Petrel- you'll all be under disguise and take that shipment for Team Rocket instead. Easy, right?
If it goes off smoothly, the profit will be enough to make me forget about the damage done to my office.
[ow ow ow man why you gotta be sweet on THAT guy but not your own bro huh????
sheesh.
blah blah shipment blah blah petrel blah bla DISGUISES?!]
Disguises? I thought you guys ran Kanto, so why don't you just order them to give them to you? [guess who isn't a stranger to getting what he wants by asking. and exhorting.] Or take the profit for yourself. That'd be what I'd do.
[Stepping on his foot this time. God, she's going to get a gag for you one of these days.]
You wanted to get out, right? [Hhhg.] It sounds easy enough to me. Provided Gold can shut up for more than two minutes, nothing will go wrong. I'll do my best to make sure he doesn't screw everything up.
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If he's always like this, I'm sorry you have to put up with him.
[This... Really does sound like Crys. ...Kind of. A harsher Crys?...]
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gold is so disgruntled looking.
no.
he will kick silver's knee if he makes his step-sister fall in love with him no no no o-o-o-ooooo.]
... Why don'tcha shut your trap and help me out, huh? I'll listen to you for a full hour if you do.
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It's fine. You grow up with it, you get used to it. [.... Oh! Ex-cuse her, she'll be shuffling over to the desk and kicking it.] Gold! Get out from under there! You're an heir, not a grunt -- act like it!
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you know
silver.
at least he's actin like an heir now with his arrogance and confidence turned to 100% bc sis is here]
We're heirs. My mom and her mom're married, or somethin' like that, and they head Team Rocket. So. Heirs.
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[Ugh.] You two are supposed to be heroes in Johto. You're also supposed to be my age. [...And his friends. Definitely his friends. But he's not saying that and hero in the same sentence.] Your step-brother here ruined my office. I'm still not completely convinced that you're not some daring- no, stupid- grunts that thought it was funny to poorly imitate the two of them.
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Man you're clueless. See what I've been dealin' with, Crys? Won't believe a word I've said, it's so tough.
[aibo actually thinks weavile's kiiinda cool?? really fast. maybe they can be friends! since they're all heirs.]
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On the other hand --]
You do all of your own paperwork?
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Technically, we are in Johto. Or we will be. We have plans to take over it since Kanto's fallen out thanks to Green's incompetence. [As great of a sub as he is...] We're just not heroes, at least the way you are, and we'd never stoop to being grunts. Even if Gold acts like he wants to be demoted to one, going around and leaving me to deal with everything.
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That doesn't even sit in his stomach well.
No, he's got one way to settle this.
He opens up his Pokégear and shows her their location on its map.
That sure does look like Kanto.]
Kanto's under Team Rocket's complete control. I don't know why you're bringing Green up since he's not even a blip on our radar.
And I do more than just my own paperwork.
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crys can he take you aside. there's no real place to take aside to so whisper whisper.]
Something's up, Crys, this ain't right. Johto's practically in the palm of our hands and Kanto's pretty much off limits because of those guys, so what's the dealio here?
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Whisper whisper, Goldie.]
Maybe we walked into some sort of alternate universe, like in those stupid comics you read when you think I'm not paying attention to you not paying attention to my talking. [HUFFFFF.
Okay, Silver. Back to you.]
Say we believe you. Where does that leave us? Because Gold and I are definitely the heirs to Team Rocket -- Mama's said so, and Professor Oak's even given us and Green Pokédexes.
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No one's gonna believe you if you claim you're the heirs. You'll be lucky if Yellow doesn't take care of you guys immediately for endangering me.
[But he shows her his Pokédex fairly casually.] Everyone but Yellow's got one. Are you trying to tell me the Professor's supposed to be in Team Rocket too?
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but workin up from grunts?
that'll be fun to watch crys do. look at that grin. nice pokedex tho it... looks more updated than his. hmph. he'll show his too, and speak fast so crys can't shut him up too easily.]
Deal on the grunt work only 'cause I like gettin' out more than I like a stuffy room and it'll be fun t'see Crys out and about, and yeah the old man's in Team Rocket! 'Course he is. Who else do you think'd be in it, huh? If we've got one Oak we've got 'em all! It's like a grove, ha.
He's been workin' on some more of those things too, and there's kinda weird project goin' on too or somethin' like that, but I ain't botherin' with stuff I don't care about so you'd hafta ask the snooty girl here for prime info on that. She signs the docs, I burn them. That kinda teamwork.
[he's hilarious. let him spill all the rocket stuff. see what crys has to deal with.]
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Elbowing Gold in the stomach really fucking hard, jesus you loud-mouthed prick.]
Fine. [Looking at his Pokédex just makes her wonder when theirs are going to get an upgrade.] What's first, do-- er... Boss?
[...It's so fucking gross to say it to anyone, she's going to hate this.]
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[But he heads back into his office chair and starts cycling through his papers and schedules. There's gotta be something easy to do in here. Something they can't mess up, but something they can still excel in...]
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hey crys.
that really hurt you snooty bitch.
ow.]
Just so you know, I'm the best at battling. So gimme some kinda work that'll let me kick some butt or something like that, Nerd Boss.
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Make him clean your office, since he's the one who ruined it. [She is an innocent bystander.] It'll be a fine punishment while we're at it. I can do anything you put me to though.
["An heir should always do their best," after all.]
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[Although he keeps what Crys says in mind. Hmm...
...Yeah, this one will do. At first, this one didn't seem worth the effort for the reward, but if he's giving these two something to do...]
There's a special shipment coming into Vermillion City's ports tomorrow. To this date, there has never been a Pokémart that supplies Dusk Balls or Quick Balls in Kanto. The shops have already advertised their eventual arrival like crazy, so they're in high demand.
You two and several other grunts will accompany Petrel- you'll all be under disguise and take that shipment for Team Rocket instead. Easy, right?
If it goes off smoothly, the profit will be enough to make me forget about the damage done to my office.
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sheesh.
blah blah shipment blah blah petrel blah bla DISGUISES?!]
Disguises? I thought you guys ran Kanto, so why don't you just order them to give them to you? [guess who isn't a stranger to getting what he wants by asking. and exhorting.] Or take the profit for yourself. That'd be what I'd do.
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You wanted to get out, right? [Hhhg.] It sounds easy enough to me. Provided Gold can shut up for more than two minutes, nothing will go wrong. I'll do my best to make sure he doesn't screw everything up.
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hey hey hey what are you laughing at--]
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