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"I can’t remember last night. Great."
-N nodded slowly as Silver spoke, feeling as if he understood his words more than he realized. The truth in them was obvious to him, but he almost felt connected to them… How exactly, N wasn’t certain, but he still felt something familiar about that description… Those thoughts left his mind as the red-haired boy spoke again, however.-
-The words stung, and N just stared and listened to them. After taking a few moments to process them, the man let out a soft exhale through his nose and smiled softly as he tossed that slight hurt aside. This was Silver, after all. He should’ve expected that. It really had been too long since N last spoke with him.-
I assure you my intent is not to confuse you. And I don’t consider speaking with you as a waste of time. Yes, I have been rather busy, and it’s caused me to neglect keeping in touch with others…but that does not mean that I can’t take the time to talk to you. I shouldn’t have let my social activity plummet like that in the first place. It’s inexcusable at this point.
…I can’t promise that I’ll be in touch frequently, but I’ll do what I can to speak with you when I am able. I didn’t plan to make it seem that I left you, nor do I wish for that to happen. I haven’t forgotten about you, and I often wonder how you are doing since we haven’t been in touch. And it feels nice speaking with you again after so long. So please don’t assume that I’m ignoring you if I don’t contact you after a while, because that is most certainly not the case, Silver.
Silver scoffed quietly to the words, shoving his gloved hands into his pockets as he listened to the king. Really, all he heard was a bunch of excuses he didn’t want to deal with anymore. That’s all he was ever told— by Gold, Crystal, even his own older sister figure, Blue. He was just tired of being alone, and if he was going to be alone then he should’ve been aware of it completely instead of being led on by words like this that only ended up being lies in the end as he sat day after day all alone just hoping and wishing they would come back eventually and talk to him. That wish in itself was rather stupid and contradictory now that he thought about it, since as soon as he was talking to someone he was as cold as ever and didn’t talk much. It was a stupid thing to be worried or possibly be even irritated or sad about in the end, and that in turn only made the heir feel foolish and decide for a change of plans. He wasn’t going to bother with any of this anymore and was just going to quit. Cowardly, perhaps, but he didn’t really care as long as he wouldn’t be kept waiting anymore than he already had been.
"I don’t think I feel inclined to care anymore if people are thinking about me or not." His words were quick, cold, and sharp. Mercury optics were focused on the ground, narrowing a bit in growing irritation by the second as he spoke. Ugh, such a topic clearly wasn’t the best thing for him at all and this all needed to be stopped. "No one’s coming back, only when it’s leisure for them and when I happen to be doing something and I’m not going to wait around forever when they never end up coming back in the end, and if anything it’s only a day. I’d much rather isolate myself than wait around for their convenience.”
"That being said N— I have nothing against you, definitely— but I don’t want people to talk to me for a bit and therefore I think you should come back when you’re officially not busy." That was going to go for everyone, and perhaps he’d take a break himself and disappear again. Really, no one was going to notice or care anyway what with how much he had been wandering alone with only his pokemon. Not even his own father contacted him for Arceus’ sake. "This goes for the other people I’m close to as well. Are we clear when I say that, N?"
Just another boring day in the region of Johto where nothing was going to happen ever and actually excite the redhead. No one he knew was around still, Gold or Crystal never contacted him, and here he sat in the park just outside of Goldrenrod with that pokemon egg still on his lap that he was tapping periodically with his index finger. It had been quite a while since Gold had given him his egg for his birthday that he was ordered to take, albeit he didn’t really want to keep it since he was far from being known of being good with kids. Quite the contrary, the way he was raised just made it evident he would follow in Giovanni’s footsteps and become neglectful or something. He didn’t want to do that to anyone, be it pokemon to actual human child alike. Not only that, but Silver just had a small tolerance for children most of the time and he was actually not really looking forward to the egg finally hatching, even more-so since lately it had been shaking a lot more than usual—
Oh, oh wait— Oh no. Did he just hear something tap at the egg? Please Arceus don’t tell him irony was striking again and and was actually…
"… Here we go." The heir muttered, staring down with an expression that was in between bitter and perhaps even a little excited as the egg on his lap started to break and crack away due to whatever pokemon had been inside all this time. What was it going to be and what was he going to do with it? Gold had given it to him the last time he saw him… It was a gift from his best friend, so he supposed he couldn’t just leave it. He’d have to keep it in the end… Damn his sentimentality, it was going to be the fucking death of him one of these days.
And finally, the egg broke away to reveal a small yellow pokemon with beady blue eyes that were staring up at him, of course innocently since it was just born and therefore as innocent as can be. It reminded him of a Spinarak here in Johto, but a little different? Muttering something under his breath, the boy brought out his pokedex from his pocket. It had been a while since he last bothered to use the thing, but this is what made him one of the famed Dexholders and therefore was something he felt like he should’ve carried on him no matter what. Opening the device, he held it out to the small pokemon staring up at him. From the information given to him, it was a pokemon from the Unova region named… Joltik? An electric and bug. Interesting type, he admitted, but he already had a full team— Ugh oh well.
"I— well… Okay…" Sighing, the teenager just pat the small pokemon’s head with his index and middle finger as it purred quietly in delight. "I’ll, uh… Name you Momo, I guess. I’m Silver, your father-trainer-whatever." He was talking to a pokemon. Arceus, he was already done with himself. People could only pray that he would be able to take care of it good enough.