bravenewworld | ~04 action; voice;

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~04 action; voice;

[Action]

[Armin decided that the best place to watch his eggs hatch is in the sector of the Habitats where he's been sleeping since the quakes -- because someone is independent to a fault and hasn't let on that his home was damaged. But it's better this way, because there's enough room for Meredith-the-Ralts and Murgatroyd-the-Cherubi to cluster around the two eggs, with Gertrude-the-Steelix (who does NOT belong in this part of the Habitats, wow) looming protectively over the little group.

The black-and-yellow striped egg had cracked first, and now it slowly splits open, revealing what appears to be a tiny ball of fluff. Armin draws in his breath, gently tugging Meredith away from poking at the new baby --]

Mareep! You're a Mareep! [This is whispered in the most reverent of tones, then the Warp Band is hastily switched on.]

[Voice]

It's a Mareep!! [Warp Band is promptly turned off, because what is context?]

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[Supportive bff mode activated.]

You're not going to mess it up, Eren. [He'll snuggle the egg closer, rather than attempt to touch his friend, because Eren's like that.] It's...you just have to love it. And not leave it. Which you're good at. So it'll be just fine.

Yeah but... I'm not very good at being gentle. Which... you kinda need to be, with eggs. [a sigh]

You're always gentle with Blitz, aren't you? And if you're worried, you have lots of friends to help you.

But Blitz is tough... [EREN IS UNREASONABLY CONCERNED ABOUT THIS though he appreciates the vote of confidence, Armin] A-anyway. Where are these egg things, huh?

[Accept a compliment gdit Eren. Armin will sigh, gently settling Eren's egg down, then fishing a very tasteful egg cozy out of his bag.]

Here. Extra-thick, so it'll be super-warm.

[NO HE CAN'T HE HAS TOO LOW SELF ESTEEM SOMETIMES. Eren looks at it, pulls on the little straps, then nods]

This will be perfect.

[he sets Nim down and takes his egg and puts it in the cozy. The thickness of the wool will protect it some, too!]

[Armin will fret and adjust the straps and make sure it's all snug.]

Is it the right size? I estimated and made it adjustable but there's really no way to be certain...

It's fine! It fits really well, see?

[since the egg is a bit on the small side, it fits in the cozy with room to spare. But it's snug, especially if Eren ties the top of it closed]

...well, all right. Let me know if it needs adjusting. Or if you need anything else made.

[He may already be making Nim a sweater. Which is thoroughly redundant.]

I will.

[he puffs up his chest]

Now! Get everything you need for Nim and your other pokémon, you're coming home with me.

[Heaviest of sighs.]

All right, all right.

I mean it! No worming your way out of this. Now hurry up.

[Here, have Nim and Meredith both left with you while Armin goes to get his things. Fear the expectant look of cute Pokemon.]

[Eren takes the pokémon in his arms and kind of holds them both like sacks of potatoes. He's a good momma, really]

[Nim is chill as fuq about this, just babbling in babytalk to herself. Meredith is chagrined: This is not dignified! I'll smash you!]

[Eren rolls his eyes]

{Meredith, I like you, but you're small and squishy and I'm really not scared of you.} [a sigh] {If you want, you can hang off my shoulders instead.}

[Meredith considers for a moment, very seriously. Then: This is acceptable.

Armin returns with his other Pokemon -- minus Gertrude, because she doesn't fit -- and blinks a couple times.] What's Meredith doing?

[Eren lets her do that, allowing her to hang off his back like a silly ralts backpack. When Armin gets back, he has an armful of mareep lamb, too]

... Hanging out?

[BADUM TISH]

[Armin can tell you're trying to be funny, Eren, but the actual joke goes over his head. He'll roll his eyes, adjusting his backpack with unhatched egg, and keeping Murgatroyd-the-Cherubi from leaping at Eren.]

Hilarious. Ready to go?

Aww, c'mon, that was totally funny!

[sigh. It's hard to make jokes that Armin will get. Oh well. Time to get moving home]

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