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_{[The screen is dark. It's late. The person on the other side is barely awake and thinks he's talking to somebody completely different.]}

Envy, did you ever do anything with the bananas?

[Who's calling her at this hour? Even Greed doesn't usually send awkwardly-late hour missives. She fumbles for her device, still in the grips of proper dozing. A few words filter into her mind and she stares, perplexed, through sleep-heavy eyes at the dim image, trying to piece together what's happening.]

Envy? But I don't have any bananas...

It's too late for a snack, go back to bed.

I need to know if they do the weird thing where they turn other fruit bad or not.

_{[He's just barreling right on with his question because apparently he's used to Envy sounding like a groggy woman occasionally.]}

They produce relatively high levels of ethylene, if that's what you're asking.

[Something Envy would know. Wait, why does she think she's talking to Envy? Because he'd said it was Envy, hadn't he? Or...had he just said Envy's name?]

...this isn't Envy, is it?

...What?

_{[There's a significant pause. There is also some rustling as Henry shifts a little and looks into the gear, the light from the bathroom across the room illuminating him slightly.]}

No. You Envy. Me Henry. So you shouldn't put the Tropius bananas in a bag with something from the store? Okay. We have to go on this stupid hiking trip...

Ethylene. It's the chemical that triggers rapid ripening of fruits and vegetables. Bananas produce it and release it into the air.

[Oh. Well. Something's gone horribly wrong here, and Lust isn't certain if she's irritated or not. But may as well seem to be, as she has just been woken up. And because someone was looking for Envy, not her.]

...No. Me Envy's sister. Lust. Envy is down the hall, likely sound asleep. With or without his bananas, I'm afraid I'm unaware as to the status of his fruit arrangement.

_{[And here came another long pause. The shaggy photographer's eyes slowly widen and he goes from bleary to Very Awake in two seconds.]}

Oh shit.

...Just put the bananas in their own bag. It's not that great a disaster.

[This man has a very strange fixation on fruit.]

_{[Henry mouths like a fish for a moment. She doesn't seem to be immediatly upset with him. That's good. But it's still Jigglypuff Lady he's dealing with.]}

I-I'm sorry. I didn't mean...I must have hit your number by...

Envy has a sister?

[She'd used the word in a confused moment of sleepy non-thought, because it's simply the best one that fits her and Envy's unique relationship.]

Not biologically. It's complicated.

You're the man who's terrified of cute pink things.

_{[Henry blinks...then his usual grim line of a mouth tips downward on either end. Just a bit.]}

You weren't there. You'll never understand.

That speaks of a very fragile psyche, you know.

[Lust finally rouses herself to flip on a light. Luckily for Henry, the only Pokemon she has sleeping on the bed with her is Guttle, and not her attention-hoarding Jigglypuff. Despite her comment on not being biologically related to Envy, their similar eyes and skin tones belay some sort of physical connection.]

_{[His brows dip inward and he frowns in earnest. He's silent. You can tell the gears are turning. He's searching for a comeback. He's been here for years. He's also been exposed to HEATHER MASON for years.]}

Excuse you.

What? I didn't say you were possessed of one, simply that your visceral reaction due to one experience alludes to one.

I'm pretty sure that's exactly what you just said.

Why do you know so much about bananas?

An allusion isn't a fact. It's simply a clue. I merely suspect you may be a man with an easily damaged psyche, I'm not certain that you are.

I know a great deal about the organic and physical sciences.

I was attacked in the dead of night by a hoard of empty-eyed blobs of sentient candy and they were trying to tear the flesh off my bones. Ask Walter, he was there.

I highly doubt that was normal behavior for the Pokemon. And stop calling them empty-eyed. That doesn't mean anything. But it's hardly fair to tar every single one of a species because of a bad experience with rotten apples.

I don't know Walter. I don't even know you.

_{[Henry stops repeating himself but he keeps frowning.]}

He's my Hoot Hoot. He's the only reason I'm even alive...besides the fact that nobody can die here.

I suppose I just don't see the logic in holding on to an irrational fear. You must know that's not likely going to be an incident that repeats. Try counterconditioning therapy.

I'll even lend Chanteuse to the cause.

_{[Henry recoils as if she's suggested sending him a severed head in a box.]}

No thanks.

You'd rather hate and fear what doesn't deserve your hate and fear, than try and overcome it?

[There's an oddly sad undertone to Lust's voice at that.]

_{[Wow this lady is taking Jigglypuff hate awfully seriously. There's a lot he doesn't know about his homonculous friend and his family. He rubs the soft spots under his eyes. It's too late at night for this.]}

Go talk to the Cotton Candy Gang and get back to me. Maybe your Jigglypuff isn't a murderer but I'm not about to go for a walk in the park with it.

[Yes, yes she is.]

I'm not talking about the creatures you had an incident with.

I realize Pokemon look like animals, but they're not like animals. They're individuals with their own thoughts and feelings and wants. Even Jigglypuffs.

Why is discrimination and prejudice alright if the target isn't perceived as perfectly human?

_{[The 'gear is jostled as Henry rolls over so he can hold the gear high above his head. Henry's tired and grouchy but even he can pick up the Personal Problems vibe radiating from Not Envy.]}

Can I say I'm just not interested in training one at least?

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