[Something else has attracted the attention of the pokemon. The big ones anyway. Most of them, except for Blue, duck off the porch and around the side of the house.]
[Over where Haunter can be heard yammering away -- "Gen! Gen gen!"]
[Pidge's eyes dart momentarily toward the commotion amongst Shiro's Pokémon, but then settle right back on Shiro. She's naturally curious, but this... awkward talk seems to be very important to Shiro.]
[She's going to let her head tilt a little more to the side and work those big puppy eyes the best way she knows how. Matt's nearly immune to them, but they still work on her dad after all these years, so Pidge is banking that they'll work on Shiro.]
[Because this isn't an emergency and he's genuinely worried she's going to have a bad reaction.]
[He takes a deep breath.]
I know. But it's something -- it's important and it's delicate...
[Which is exactly when Shiro's pokemon come back. Carrying handmade signs. Most of which are still dripping fingerpaints.]
[There are five of them. Kuro, Green, Yellow, Red and Haunter. Each of their signs has one word. Except the last one. It has an exclamation point. Put together, behind Shiro's back, the signs read, boldly:]
[Shiro's Pokémon are too cute. The signs are all perfect. Which is why Pidge is fighting down that smile again for the sake of continuing to troll her friend and team leader. She still can't even believe that he's having a hard time with this.]
If it's important, just tell me what it is. You know you can tell me anything, right?
[His pokemon are leaning in so close with their signs, the fingerpaint is about to drip on his dense head.]
Considering the only other person I told out loud was... someone who walked in on us?
Not really.
[Just give him a second to breathe.] It's harder to tell you because I know you better. I value your opinion of me. A lot. And I don't want to do something that would change how you see me.
[Don't laugh, Pidge. No matter how funny the thought of Shiro and Matt getting caught in flagrante delicto is, they are both definitely the type to become horrifically traumatized by the embarrassment.
She'll go the route of being nice this time. Take a step closer and lay a hand on his shoulder. Offer a genuine smile.]
Shiro, nothing you could tell me right now will do that. Promise.
[Admittedly, he didn't know what he was expecting. Matt said this was all going to be all right. He trusted him, of course he trusted him. But there was the nagging doubt, the low key concern she'd put on a brave face for her brother and not -- well.]
[It was stupid to worry about. For a split second, when he meets her eye, there's that weary look on his face again. The one that says he's doing too much fretting.]
[Dammit, Shiro. She was going to troll you right until the very end. How dare you give her such a concerned, earnest look and tell her things like that.
Well, she can at least make one last comment to keep him on his toes. And even maintain a mostly straight face as she does.]
[Wow, even the pokemon sort of deflate. Dangit, they'd been here to embarrass their trainer and now it's feelings time. So Kuro and Haunter start shoving the others aside.]
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[It was perfectly clear to him!]
[Haunter sighs. Kuro sighs. The ghost actually vanishes for a minute.]
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Maybe she should kick this up a notch.]
Well... I guess you were already pretty close to my dad.
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[Something else has attracted the attention of the pokemon. The big ones anyway. Most of them, except for Blue, duck off the porch and around the side of the house.]
[Over where Haunter can be heard yammering away -- "Gen! Gen gen!"]
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Oh right. So then you mean Matt.
Were you guys not friends before?
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[He does not.]
No, I mean. We knew each other. But we didn't... know each other.
[Blue sort of melts.]
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... "Know each other"..?
[She echoes his own words back at him the way a confused little kid might. Please, do continue to attempt to explain the birds and the bees, Shiro.]
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[Don't look at him with that face. Don't make him do this. Pidge you're smarter than this.]
[Blue makes strangling motions.]
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That's... really not an answer, Pidge.
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You're being... pretty vague, Shiro.
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[He takes a deep breath.]
I know. But it's something -- it's important and it's delicate...
[Which is exactly when Shiro's pokemon come back. Carrying handmade signs. Most of which are still dripping fingerpaints.]
[There are five of them. Kuro, Green, Yellow, Red and Haunter. Each of their signs has one word. Except the last one. It has an exclamation point. Put together, behind Shiro's back, the signs read, boldly:]
HE'S DATING YOUR BROTHER !
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If it's important, just tell me what it is. You know you can tell me anything, right?
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I know that. If it were anything else... then it wouldn't be an issue.
[Blue glances to where the others are... and then promptly power slides under the signs to gesture at them.]
I'm -- involved with someone. Here.
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Oh. That's good.
[She's dying here. Shiro can probably hear the unspoken And..?]
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[That's not all. But he puts his face in his hands anyway, sort of flopping into one of the porch chairs.]
I don't know why this is so hard to tell you.
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Would it help if you pretended you were telling someone else?
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Considering the only other person I told out loud was... someone who walked in on us?
Not really.
[Just give him a second to breathe.] It's harder to tell you because I know you better. I value your opinion of me. A lot. And I don't want to do something that would change how you see me.
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She'll go the route of being nice this time. Take a step closer and lay a hand on his shoulder. Offer a genuine smile.]
Shiro, nothing you could tell me right now will do that. Promise.
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[It was stupid to worry about. For a split second, when he meets her eye, there's that weary look on his face again. The one that says he's doing too much fretting.]
[He puts his hand over hers.]
Even if I said ... I'm in love with your brother?
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Well, she can at least make one last comment to keep him on his toes. And even maintain a mostly straight face as she does.]
..Is that what you're saying?
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[One more deep breath, before he nods.]
Yeah. That's what I'm saying.
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Oh...
Well, finally.
[And it all goes slack. Even makes way for a little smile.]
I felt like I was pulling your teeth out here.
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[He shouldn't panic. But so help him, he does right then.]
... finally?
[Confusion clouds over the brief string of aborted panic.]
You knew?
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I'm also not surprised. At all.
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...
You're not?
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