[Blue squirms under the hand uncomfortably and turns away, trying to ineffectually hide his face as he smears his tears away again. Everyone said that... Everyone assumed how proud his family must be of him. But even if people said that....] Like that changes anything...! [He sobs, interrupting Archie's response- 'just because you're there' ...]
[No one was ever there. Mom was gone. Daisy never understood. Red, who had always been a spacecase to begin with, drifted his attentions towards Pokémon as their coming of age drew nearer. And Gramps had never had time. He was busy with his work, and Blue knew that. He couldn't interrupt his important work.]
[But if Blue was the strongest, if he was the Champion, there was no way he could be ignored anymore, was there...? Then he was a serious trainer, someone to be respected, just like Gramps was. Then he wouldn't just be a distraction in the lab- he could help, if he could just fill the Pokédex before Red did, he'd be the one helping out, and then he couldn't just be in the way anymore.]
[And that meant Red was only a rival, a stepping stone. He couldn't be a friend anymore- not if he was in the way of Blue's only chance to get Gramps' attention back. His fists ball in the covers, shouting again.]
Like I care about... about if Pokémon pay attention to me! [Eevee's ears pin back, and droop, but he takes another tiny step forward and places his paw on Blue's leg again. He never meant it back then. He didn't mean it.] No one else does!
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[No one was ever there. Mom was gone. Daisy never understood. Red, who had always been a spacecase to begin with, drifted his attentions towards Pokémon as their coming of age drew nearer. And Gramps had never had time. He was busy with his work, and Blue knew that. He couldn't interrupt his important work.]
[But if Blue was the strongest, if he was the Champion, there was no way he could be ignored anymore, was there...? Then he was a serious trainer, someone to be respected, just like Gramps was. Then he wouldn't just be a distraction in the lab- he could help, if he could just fill the Pokédex before Red did, he'd be the one helping out, and then he couldn't just be in the way anymore.]
[And that meant Red was only a rival, a stepping stone. He couldn't be a friend anymore- not if he was in the way of Blue's only chance to get Gramps' attention back. His fists ball in the covers, shouting again.]
Like I care about... about if Pokémon pay attention to me! [Eevee's ears pin back, and droop, but he takes another tiny step forward and places his paw on Blue's leg again. He never meant it back then. He didn't mean it.] No one else does!