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    "...I see" Silver said with a sweatdrop. With his hair as messed up as it was, Silver found himself sub consciously trying to fix it. His hand kept finger combing, straightening and patting down the red mop; only for his hair to decide not to listen. It just simply sprung back to the fizzy mess


    He might need a lil help

    "......" Silver didn't know what to say. He only just noticed how much he was messing with his hair thanks to her. Forcing his hand down, the finger combing turned into him blowing away a strand or two hanging in his face

    Hazel bit her lip to resist giggling a little before turning to look at the trainer biking as the wind was starting to blow her ponytails out.

    With Hazel distracted, Silver looked at the loose pigtails. They still found a way to retain their gravity defying powers, which was kinda creepy. He wondered that if she took them down completely, would her hair still continue to do that? How? And why was he thinking so hard about some chicks hair?


    Silver, here's the answer: they are about as mysterious and intriguing as Chiyo Mihama's pigtails. And those things are VERY intriguing
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    "Hazel!" a certain elderly woman cut off those thoughts. Hazel's grandmother walked out of the building, approaching the young girl with open arms and a joyful glimmer in her eyes

    "Oh sweetite, it's been too long" the day care lady cooed. "And look at how tall you've grown! Soon enough your gonna tower over a Charizard!" that's not actually a big accomplishment grandma -_-


    Meanwhile Silver inwardly groaned. WAY too much love and affection for one guy. while all of this was going on, he fussed with his hair a little more

    Hazel pointed out Silver to her grandma, unaware of them probably doing the whole "boyfriend/girlfriend" thing they did in the (game).

    "Oh, Hazel. Who's this young man? Is he your boyfriend?" Grandma asked with a mischievous glint


    "WHAT!?"


    As soon as those words left her mouth, Silver was like a Stantler in the Headlights. One moment he was combing his hair and all of a sudden he froze. His namesake eyes were bulging, and his face turning a shade of red.


    for even more comedic effect, by this time it seemed like his hair was finally obeying him; until that trainer whooshed by once more, causing it to spring back up into all it's frizzy glory. Poor guy can't seem to catch a break

    rival? Silver thought to himself in question. It made sense to call him Ethan's rival (and Kris' mortal enemy), but Hazel's? Annoyance is the word he'd use. "Yeah! What she said!" Silver echoed, pointing to the girl. Whatever works.


    Grandma only chuckled

    "Oh, they are fine sweetie. Those little critters trainers keep dropping off are just nothing but a joy!" she cheered, the vibrant optimism sending Silver off to groan while he fixed his hair up (again). "Oh, by the way, it should be feeding time soon! It is almost dinner time afterall. Why don't you two join us?"

    "Pass" Silver said simply. Then his stomach made a rather audible growl, much to his chagrin. Grandma chuckled in amusement as Silver blushed and looked away. Grandpa patted him on the shoulder. "Haha, after all the travelin' you've done, ya think you can hide something like that from us? Don't worry, we'll fill ya up, boy!"


    "My name is Silver, not 'boy'"