[Written]

[tsuntrader]

[He's been back in Luceti for long enough to find his Murkrow, generally remember where he is, and come up with something incredibly lengthy and eloquent to use his journal for.]

Has anyone seen any Pokémon or anyone with Pokémon?

[...That's not enough, people might not know which ones.] A Feraligatr, Sneasel, Gyarados, or Kingdra. Maybe an Ursaring. [Or what they are. But how the hell do you describe Pokémon?] A giant blue Alligator, a vaguely cat-like dark/ice type with a feather for a left ear, a giant red fish with a snakelike body that looks like a dragon, a big blue seahorse, and a bear with a circle on its chest.

[This won't ever stop being stupid. How do people live without Pokémon? ...Whatever. That's descriptive enough. ...Right?]

Comments

[tsuntrader]

...Whatever. They're yours.

[mischiefbreeder]

[Like hell they are, you're taking them. |8]

Then let's go.

[tsuntrader]

[Nod! And once again he'll blindly follow you to wherever they're going next.]

[mischiefbreeder]

[Such a good puppy, Silver. Yes, follow Gold home.]

[tsuntrader]

[Gold, if you ever say that out loud he will beat the shit out of you. Somehow.

But you can't, so lucky you.]

[mischiefbreeder]

[Oh, look at that, they made it.

Explotaro is asleep under the tree in the backyard.]

[tsuntrader]

[Hey there Explotaro] Do you still only have Aitaro, Explotaro, and Politaro?

[mischiefbreeder]

[There's silence. Not that Gold can respond, really. He types something on his Pokégear, but doesn't show it to Silver.

Instead, he pushes the door of the house and tosses the device at the couch, it landing on the cushion, as he walks towards the kitchen. Why don't you go see what it says, Silver?]

[tsuntrader]

[...Going to see what it says!]

[mischiefbreeder]

So you remember, then.

[tsuntrader]

[...Following after Gold!]

[mischiefbreeder]

[This looks like a good soda... Yep...]

[tsuntrader]

You forgot something. [There is now a Pokégear in your face.]

[mischiefbreeder]

...

[Gold snatches the Pokégear from Silver's fingertips.]

Want one? [He holds up a can of soda.]

[tsuntrader]

[...You know what-] Sure. [Why not.]

[mischiefbreeder]

[Tossing a juice box at Silver.]

[tsuntrader]

[...Oh.

...Does it have a bendy straw?]

[mischiefbreeder]

[how the hell else are you supposed to drink a juice box]

[tsuntrader]

[some of the straws aren't bendy

...If you stare at him while he's being possibly maybe a little entertained by this bendy straw before poking it into his juice he will give you a black eye.]

[mischiefbreeder]

[Loser.

Whatever, Gold cracks open his soda and starts to drink it.]

[tsuntrader]

[This is the best juice ever. It's the juice that gives a reason for him to not bring up that yes, he does remember Luceti, so it's the best juice.]

[mischiefbreeder]

[Too bad, Silver, because Gold's asking.]

How much do you remember?

[tsuntrader]

Some of the details are fuzzy, but enough.

[mischiefbreeder]

[Oh.

Gold doesn't give that a response, instead opting to walk past Silver instead.]

[tsuntrader]

[...] What?