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[neverstudied]

"Hey, this is Dr. Peter Venkman- I'm probably busy. If you're calling about something stupid done by a Dr. Egon Spengler or a Dr. Ray Stantz, I'm sorry for whatever they did. Leave a message and I'll get back to you as soon as I can."

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[pkemeter]

[Egon thinks for a moment, then pulls out a PokéBall to return Lambton to his containment unit. Maybe bench-pressing a snake for about a year might give him more arm muscles. He moves himself closer to Venkman.

Michael, meanwhile, visibly relaxes when he realizes Lambton is no longer there. He creeps out from Egon's arm and starts crawling over to Venkman in a tentative manner. The Mimikyu runs a claw over Venkman's cuts and makes a small, upset noise.]

That may work. Perhaps it might be best to introduce him to a few of my own Pokémon, as well--since he'll be interacting with them more. [He frowns, looking down at Michael.] Maybe having a comforting presence could help acquaint him with unfamiliar situations, such as Kirby or either of us? And then, eventually, he would be able to take on these situations by himself.

[neverstudied]

[Venkman rolls his shoulders after Lambton disappears into the containment unit, before leaning his head on Egon's shoulder. he holds Michael's claw when offered.]

It's fine, kid. I've had worse.

[Then, to Egon:]

Kirby'd definitely be willing, but if she's gonna be out of her containment unit more often, you'll have to be careful to not get on her bad side. More than you already are.

For now, it's probably for the best that you limit his interactions to Pokemon who actually know how to recognize boundaries and personal space; and ones that don't care about physical affection. So definitely not Lambton. Denver, maybe... the cucumber... Faraday, probably, but she might look too big and intimidating.

[pkemeter]

[Michael gently wraps one of his shadow tendrils around Venkman's hand, like a baby instinctively grasping someone's finger. Egon carefully watches, leaning his chin against his hand.]

We can see what Michael is comfortable with. [A pause.] Perhaps it is best that Kirby is not out of her containment unit while I work with Michael--

[And then Egon cuts himself off, staring at Venkman as if something had just occurred to him.]

Why are you up at three-thirty two in the morning?

[neverstudied]

[Flatly:]

'Cause Lambton wanted attention, you weren't giving him any, and he decided to strangle me awake so I'd pet him.

[pkemeter]

[Egon blinks.]

Ah.

[There's an awkward pause.]

You should...go to sleep. You are usually in a bad mood if you don't get enough sleep.

[No shit, Egon.]

[neverstudied]

Mhmm.

[He leans a little closer to Egon and idly squeezes Michael's tendril in his hand.]

You going to bed any time soon?

[pkemeter]

[Egon shakes his head. Michael glances back and forth between his dads.]

No. I've already rested enough.

[He pauses for a moment.]

Unless you mean physically arriving in bed, in which I will join you shortly after I finish cleaning up.

[neverstudied]

[Venkman kisses him on the cheek, before gently scooping Michael into his arms and starting to stand up.]

I'll wait up for you.

[He's not gonna offer to help clean up, but he does hold a hand out to help Egon off the floor.]

[pkemeter]

[Egon smiles a little, then takes Peter's hand to get up. He straightens out his clothes.

After a brief pause, he takes out Michael's containment unit and returns him. He then leans forward to kiss Venkman again, gripping his hand in his.]

I'll be right there.