Consider it an extremely belated housewarming gift [pseudo-open]
Characters: Green, Silver, Ethan, May?, anyone else who sees Green standing around in front of Silver's huge mansion house and wants to make fun of him
Date/Time: 10AM, Sunday, September 12
Location: Silver's love nest crib bling shack house
Warnings: RATTATA FUCKING EVERYWHERE
Summary/Notes: Prose. It's kind of like the Easter bunny, except Green finds you and you're suddenly saddled with responsibility you didn't ask for or want and oh, yeah, it's Rattata.
Green stood outside Silver's door. Eevee was curled around his shoulders, glaring down at a basket overflowing with baby Rattata. He'd managed to get rid of most of them, but he still had a few left-and by this point, he was no longer taking no for an answer. If he said you were getting a Rattata, you were getting a Rattata. Even if your name was Silver.
"Damnit," he muttered, "Hold still," but since when did babies of any species obey commands? The Rattata squirmed and squeaked, and some were adorned with pink bows from when Daisy visited. (She took three.)
When he thought they were presentable (read: quiet) enough, he raised a hand and gave the doorbell a quick press. Somebody open the door!
Date/Time: 10AM, Sunday, September 12
Location: Silver's love nest crib bling shack house
Warnings: RATTATA FUCKING EVERYWHERE
Summary/Notes: Prose. It's kind of like the Easter bunny, except Green finds you and you're suddenly saddled with responsibility you didn't ask for or want and oh, yeah, it's Rattata.
Green stood outside Silver's door. Eevee was curled around his shoulders, glaring down at a basket overflowing with baby Rattata. He'd managed to get rid of most of them, but he still had a few left-and by this point, he was no longer taking no for an answer. If he said you were getting a Rattata, you were getting a Rattata. Even if your name was Silver.
"Damnit," he muttered, "Hold still," but since when did babies of any species obey commands? The Rattata squirmed and squeaked, and some were adorned with pink bows from when Daisy visited. (She took three.)
When he thought they were presentable (read: quiet) enough, he raised a hand and gave the doorbell a quick press. Somebody open the door!