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[screen flickers on, showing an intense looking Michiru who's...wearing a bathrobe, a towel around her head, and looking kinda damp. She also has a wet Bidoof by the scruff, held close to the camera and as far away from her body as possible. Judging by that uneven blinking, Bidoof might be shaking off the last vestiges of a sudden KO.]

Is anybody looking for a side job? I'll pay you to babysit this one, by the hour, for as many hours as you'd like.

[Bidoof wiggles, swinging a bit from Michiru's steely grip.] Doof.

[Michiru's smile could probably kill, if she put a little bit more effort into it.]

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Doof! [head lowered, Brad tries to push right through Gold to get to the wall - which isn't quite working, but going around Gold doesn't seem to cross his mind.

.....then he pauses, staring blankly at the direction Michiru had snuck off to. His nose twitches.] Doof.

[Michiru feels a shiver run down her spine, and walks a little faster.]

[ Natto is waiting for Haruka next to the supply room, holding a full knapsack. He lifts it up as Trainer approaches, attempting to list everything they'll need to shop for before leaving. They were out of Paralyz Heal, and you'll want to pick up some more food, and - ] Leavanny vanny. Vanny van...

Yeah, yeah. [ Haruka shoulders the pack, and finds herself hampered further by Natto's insistence that he has to stick a good-luck leaf to it. And he made a whole corsage for Trainer's Trainer! Here!

Gold, meanwhile, is confused. What's this way? ] Jolt?

Thank you. [Natto gets a smile, even if it's slightly strained. Michiru might be already edging towards the exit.]

Doof doof. [Brad unerringly makes his way towards them - even if it means walking straight into a wall and kinda sliding his face across it as he keeps walking.]

[ Gold is seriously worried about this other Pokémon. He's never met anyone but himself (and Usato, but Usato always bounces back right away) who runs into walls. Are you sure you're okay? Hey!

Gold smashes his own face against the wall and slides along behind Brad, still trying to get his attention. ] Jolteon jol jol!

[ Natto waves farewell. Haruka gets the door, holding it open. Michiru first. Above all else, they have to get Michiru out of here before Brad can spot her. ]

[Michiru breezes through without preamble and starts heading for the Habitat and the shops - though she looks back for you after a few steps.

Brad is completely oblivious to what Gold is doing ~~and to what a ridiculous picture they make~~. He'll keep doing that until he's finally free of the wall, however, and spots Natto.] Doof.

[ Here Haruka is, no worries. They can walk alongside each other for their errands. Very quickly, if the pace Haruka's trying to set is any indication.

Gold isn't expecting Brad to stop and thus bumps into him. He gives off a startled spark, but it isn't big enough to do much more than startle anybody else - and that only if they were observant. ] Jolt!

[ Natto had been cleaning up the storage room. Closing it, he turns to look at the Bidoof. The details here are kind of fuzzy, but he thinks this Pokémon is bothering Trainer's Trainer. And won't listen to reason, which is really sad, because it means everybody just stays aggravated. It's up to him to stall it somehow, though. ] Van.

[ Come on, Natto. Be brave. Save your Trainer! What can he do.....Natto kneels down so he's on Brad's level and starts making cats' cradles out of silk. Hello! Do you want to see him make art? ] Leavanny. Leava. Lea.

[ Bit by bit, he starts generating stickier silk...and holds it out for Brad's inspection. ]

[Michiru will match that pace. No complaints here.]

Doof. [Brad doesn't even seem to notice Gold bumping into him. Instead, he stares at Natto's cats' cradle thing for a long moment...and then tries to walk right through him.]

Van!

[ Oh, dear, this is not good. Natto is opposed to violence. He has enough height (and presumably Brad is moving slowly enough) that he doesn't get bowled over, but he does know if nothing's done he'll end up tripping on the Bidoof before long. Yet, Trainer, and Trainer's Trainer, are counting on him.

Natto takes a deep breath. Excuse him, sir! He's very sorry! ] Leavanny!

[ And then he kneels to try and trap Brad's paws in the cat's cradle. ]

[Brad is a very determined 'doof, but he's not a particularly strong one. Or a fast one.

Or an observant one, from the way he's walking right into that trap.

Aaaand if the silk is strong enough, he's gonna fall over onto the floor. It might take him a moment to register this change in perspective, judging from the way his paws keep trying to move for a few long moments.]

[ Natto hurries to gum Brad's paws up so the Bidoof will lose valuable time extracting himself, adding some String Shot to his usual silk. He's really sorry for this inconvenience, truly he is. There are lots of circumstances....But don't worry, he'll let you loose if you're not all better by dinnertime! (That should be enough of a head start for Trainer and Trainer's Trainer.) ] Leava vanny van.

[ Gold watches, confused. Was he supposed to...stop...the beaver? Maybe this is to save the walls. ] Jolteon.

[there's enough silk that even Brad notices that he's not actually getting anywhere.]

Doof!! [you can't treat him like this! He's the cutest doof ever!

There's a pathetic sort of wiggle, and then he's gonna try to roll his way out the door.]

Joooll! [ Oh, no, that didn't stop him! They're trying to stop him, right?

Gold looks to Natto for confirmation, but Natto is staring in dismay, unable to believe that his plan didn't work. Perhaps the two of them just aren't cut out for deviousness...

So it must be up to Gold! Off he bounds after the rolling beaver. Come back! ] Jolte eeee!

[nope. Too slow, Gold, even if you are supposed to be super fast. Brad's on...a roll. Right down the stairs.]

Dooooooooooooooooo....

[ Whoa! The stairs! Gold skids to a stop (more like "collapses in a heap") just in time to avoid falling down them, Natto coming up behind him to observe. This is turning out very oddly, isn't it? ] Leav.

[ Gold turns to his Helper Senpai. Do you think they should do anything? ] Ee?

[ Natto puts a "hand" to his chin. This should still buy their Trainer some time. Gold can keep an eye on the beaver if he'd like, but it'd be awful if by trying to impede it, they made an even worse mess of the hallways. And yet....Natto doesn't want Brad to have gotten hurt because of him.... ] Leava lea.

[ And thus, the pair stares from the stairs. Just to make sure Brad's okay. ]

[and Brad comes to a stop with a flump. There's no movement for a good minute or two, but soon enough, his paws are twitching again.]

[ Gold and Natto sigh in unison: thank goodness. Though...wasn't there something Natto was supposed to be doing? ]

Lea!! [ The baby! Gold, is it okay if he leaves this to you? Natto wants to check with the other usual babysitters to make sure everyone's prepared for an extended stretch of watching Minuet!

Gold nods: that baby is a national treasure. So off rushes Natto to tend to the child, while Gold tries to sneak down the steps to keep watching Brad. Slowly...

slowly... ]

[at least it's naptime for eggbaby. Or at least, it should be naptime.

Gold really doesn't need to sneak. Brad is happily oblivious to anything and wiggles forward, trying to get that momentum going again.]

[ Good luck, Brad. You'll even have a chance to get a head start: Gold, impressed by Brad's tenacity, misses a step and comes tumbling down the last few stairs. Ow. Ow. Which of his paws is which? ] Jolt....

[ He might need to lie here for a bit. ]

[it's hard going, what with the silk sticking to the floor. Brad inches forward as much as he can, and then gives up and uses those impressive buckteeth to pull himself forward.

Man, does the theater insurance cover for doof damage?]

[ Gold watches this incredible display, feeling his own teeth with the tip of his tongue. He could never do that. That's...wow.

So, while he doesn't plan on doing anything that would speed up Brad's progress towards his Trainer, he does come up to Brad again just to check. Are you sure you don't need any help? ] Jol jol?

Brooof...! [Brad is not at all aware of your presence, Gold. Sorry. You could probably go, get a snack, come back, and he'd still be here.]

[ ....This appears to be well in hand (in paw? In silk? In tooth? In doof?). Gold nods. Well, just, uh, doof loudly if you need him. He'll go check on that baby now, make sure she's sleeping okay. And if you could ask before coming over next time, that would be great! Trainer and Trainer's Trainer are super nice as long as you ask for things the right way. ] Jolt. Jolteon jol jol! Eeee.

[ Satisfied, and not at all thinking Brad may have no idea what just happened, he prances off. Trainer and Trainer's Trainer will have a great head start like this! And he gave good advice to someone he's sure means well, but is going about things the wrong way! Life is pretty good.

If you're Gold, anyway. ]

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