WARNING: BEAVER CROSSING

[equality]

Hey, Island residents! Do you like Bidoof? A lot? Great! Because you're going to get to meet a WHOLE BUNCH of them today!

It's a stampede! An uncountable number of the normal types, as well as a few of their older dual type cousins, are very determined to get from one unknown part of the Island to another, and they don't really care about what's in their way.

Fortunately, there's plenty of roofs to climb up on, and surely there are enough bore- I mean, kind people out there who are willing to share their perch or rescue you if you get stuck. Plus, the beavers themselves aren't all that tough (for the most part), so fighting your way through is an option, too... Whatever you choose to do, this mess isn't going to end until tomorrow morning. Have fun!

Comments

[onagildedwing]

[qwetryuyio You even say things Shuuya might, Mini-Shuuya!]

I... Didn't know I had anyone to be an uncle to. [Or siblings to produce nieces and nephews, for that matter.]

[leafdescending]

[. . .]

Poor Shuuya. I didn't know his brotherly love for Uncle Kouji was so one-sided. [SAID IN A DEAD SERIOUS TONE]

[onagildedwing]

[Wait what's this about Shuuya you know Shuuya ki--





--Oh.

Well that answers this nicely.]

You're-- ....Shuuya has a kid? [Wow best friend way to not tell him. Kouji's already doing the math in his head and... No, any way he works it, these numbers don't add up right. You are getting a whole lot of not sure if trolling, kid.]

[leafdescending]

[Well, if the kid wasn't trolling before...

Kouji just receives another Look in response to that question, before they wordlessly pull some kind of messenger gadget out of their sleeve. Holding it so that Kouji is conveniently just able to see what's being written, they begin to type out:

Mama, Uncle Kouji is being mean :< He's pretending he doesn't know us

...The recipient field says something about a "Mikan", by the way.]

[onagildedwing]

[Who the what now--

Wait, there is definitely no way this makes sense. This kid looks about half as old as Shuuya and Kouji, which simply doesn't make mathematical sense, and calling Mikan "Mama"? Shuuya couldn't have known Mikan all the way back then, could he? This just isn't adding up.]

Hey, kid... How old is your dad? [Time-traveling. As nuts as it sounds to Kouji, it's the only thing that makes decent amounts of sense. And considering this is the island, it actually might.

...He may actually have to call Shuuya about this though.]

[leafdescending]

"Tokiha". [Suddenly snapping the gadget shut. Did that message actually get sen--] And it's rude to ask about a gentleman's age, Uncle Kouji.

[...welp, Shuuya will answer if Kouji actually calls him.]

[onagildedwing]

Fine then. Do you know how old I am? [Because seriously, kid. You are making no sense.

...He will be putting a hand on his Pokegear, though. If this doesn't work, he is making that call. If anyone will sort this out, Shuuya will. ...Hopefully, anyway, Kouji'd rather not have to call Mikan.]

[leafdescending]

[That's a very common occurrence, unfortunately. The kid shakes their head.]

Dunno.

[onagildedwing]

[...Fine, okay, pulling out that Pokegear. Shuuya is #2 on speed dial! He gets a call from one very confused birdbrain.]

Hey.

[scarletadministrator]

[The phone is picked up in record time. Despite some... interesting sounds coming from the other end. Which isn't too surprising, considering the stampede is happening all over the island.]

Yes, I have your bird, no, you can't have her back now.

[onagildedwing]

[Not really surprising at all. He figured you had one of his birds - they do all know you, after all, and they were all sent to find people in need. It's nothing out of the ordinary for (at least) one to go chill with you.]

That's fine, this is about something else. I have a passenger claiming to be, uh... yours. [If you know what he means. Uh. Awkward.]

[scarletadministrator]

[Maybe more than one. It's more like a branchfull.]

I don't teach my Pokemon to talk. [So he fails to see how anything belonging to him could make such a claim.]

[onagildedwing]

[...yep. Kouji's got a pretty large flock okay.]

They're not a Pokemon. [He hopes you get it with that, he'd... Really rather not ask outright if you had a child.]

[scarletadministrator]

If you had my phone, I wouldn't be on it with you. What is it?

[THIS CONVERSATION IS MAKING NO SENSE. Get to the point so he can go back to enjoying this mess from a safe distance.]

[onagildedwing]

[...sob.]

A child. [NOW do you get it? This child claims to be your child and this does not compute. Literally.]

1/2

[scarletadministrator]

[...]

2/3

[scarletadministrator]

[Icon's expression is not showing up in his voice at all.]

If I had a kid, you'd have babysitted her by now.

3/3

[scarletadministrator]

Do you think it's messing with you, or the Island?

[In other words take a better look at it and say if it actually seems related to him.]

[onagildedwing]

[A pause as he takes another look over Tokiha.]

...Looks like you, red hair. Acts kind of like you, too. And calls me "Uncle Kouji".

[...]

They look about the right age to begin traveling, too. [You'd have been like...around ten...when they were born and he does not want to consider that image.]

[scarletadministrator]

[Island, then. Welp, this is new.]

...Do me a favor.

Take pics. And do it quick, before the place sends 'em back.

[onagildedwing]

'Kay.

[...Turning so he can get a decent shot.]

Tokiha, say "cheese". Shuuya wants a picture.

[Click.]