27 [Voice (Action for House 11?)]

[mischiefbreeder]

[Normally, Gold's content to just go day-by-day in Luceti, not entirely too concerned about the state of affairs back home. After all, as far as he's aware, everything should be perfectly fine and normal at home. He even went so far as to set his Pokégear's time and date to Luceti time instead of Earth time.

Of course, while it's normally a benefit, this time it works against him. His Pokegear ever-so-lovingly reminded him today was Mother's Day.

...So he needs a reminder of when Mother's Day is, okay. So sue him. Anyway, he's reminded of his mom now. Kid misses her, of course. He's not exactly ready to leave her behind just yet, and being away from home for two years... Well, it makes you homesick.

Instead of getting depressed over it, though, he instead opts to pose a question to Luceti.]

So here's a little survey. Dunno what it's like in your world, but according to my Pokégear on this day in my world, it's a little holiday called "Mother's Day". It's pretty self-explanatory. It's a day we celebrate moms.

So answer this: What are your moms like? Here, I'll even kick things off to get started. My mom's pretty much the best mom anyone could ask for. She raised me with all her love, and I wouldn't trade her for any other mom in the world.

And her burgers are to die for. Now it's your turn. Shoot.

Comments

[mischiefbreeder]

[gold returns carrying his pizza.]

I think I need to get a microwave in my room. [blech, cold pizza]

[tsuntrader]

You have Explotaro. [And coming over to our microwave isn't that hard, lazy.]

[mischiefbreeder]

He's sleepin'.

[tsuntrader]

You also have the microwave that's right here. [Point. You're never allowed to call him lazy again.]

[mischiefbreeder]

What do you think I'm comin' here for? Gold opens the microwave, removes his pizza from its box, and tosses it in the microwave.]

[tsuntrader]

[Shrugging and quietly resuming rummaging around for food. Whatever, dude.]

[mischiefbreeder]

[mmmmm smell dat pizza cooking.]

[tsuntrader]

[Yeah, that does smell pretty nice.

...Rummage rummage rummage search search- there we go. Nice big juicy red apple.]

[mischiefbreeder]

[DING. Pizza's done, Gold is now removing it from the microwave.]

...An apple?

[tsuntrader]

Yeah, an apple. [And are you planning on sharing that pizza, or should he keep looking for food?]

[mischiefbreeder]

Doesn't seem like much of a meal. [Maybe if you ask, he will.]

[tsuntrader]

Trade you half of it for some pizza.

[mischiefbreeder]

I might as well give it to you for free with terms like that.

[tsuntrader]

Give apples some credit, dude. They're delicious.

[...Wow, he just said dude again, didn't he?]

[mischiefbreeder]

[whoa, Silver just said dude, dude.]

Yeah, but that's not the point. An apple's not much of a meal.

[tsuntrader]

You really think I'm just gonna eat an apple in a house filled with food?

[mischiefbreeder]

If that's all you're willin' to ante up, possibly, yeah.

[tsuntrader]

[Oh come on, Gold.]

[mischiefbreeder]

I can't tell with you, okay? [Gold's holding out his box to offer Silver a slice.]

[tsuntrader]

[Yeah, whatever. Totally taking that slice without a second thought. Hell yes, pizza.]

[mischiefbreeder]

[Yeah, whatever, let's go sit.]

[tsuntrader]

[Why sit when he can just eat here?]

[mischiefbreeder]

[Because Gold wants to sit.]

[tsuntrader]

[...Yeah okay fine whatever. Sitting it is.]

[mischiefbreeder]

[Yeah you better sit.]