Voice

[notcominghome]

-ow it works? I can't really tell if it's on. Hey Roy, what do you think?

[There's some rustling, followed by a tapping sound as what seems to be a Cyndaquil tapping against the screen of the Pokegear.]

Cynda?

I think it's working. Alright! Now that we've got this Pokegear running we've got to record our lines now for the voicemail! It's got to be something really, really adorable so that everyone who calls us will be able to remember how cute you two boys are. Look I've already got a script-

Quil Cyndaquil!

Hmm? Aw, there's no need to be mad. I don't know why you get so riled up, you ARE a cute little fire-breathing porcupin-OWCH HOT HOT HOT HOT HOT!

[The Gear falls down from Hughes's hand and clutters onto the ground, landing on the "OFF" button and effectively ending that 'recording' session.]

Comments

[notcominghome]

She sounds like she's got a lot of spunk! How old is she?

[rocketralph]

_{[Ralph opens his mouth...then closes it. Huh.]}

Y'know, I actually have no idea.

[notcominghome]

Do you know her birthday?

[rocketralph]

Nnnnope.

_{[Ralph has a vague idea of when the game was plugged in but beyond that, he's got nothin'.]}

Never thought t' ask.

[notcominghome]

You should totally ask! That way you can get her age AND figure out when you need to throw a birthday party for her. Girls love it when you surprise them that way. And then maybe she'll listen to you a little more.

[rocketralph]

It's an idea...I'll put it on my to-do list.

_{[Maybe. JUST MAYBE. It would get the kid to stop putting disgusting sticky candy in her hair.]}

Thanks for the tip.