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[One day in Unova, the sky opened up.

And dropped out a muppet of a man in tattered conductor's clothing. He hits the ground amid a crowd and instantly a lot is going on. Some people rushing to help him up, to check for injuries. Some calling the police. Some recording the rip in the sky.

And others recording the man, tweeting out that amazing thing that had just occurred.

holy shit a guy fell out the sky

ITS RAINING MEN?! HALLELUJAH???

I can't believe my theory that Ingo was buried in a landfill has been proven wrong like this #FindIngo #FoundIngo???

@ TrueCrimeRoyals TOLD YOU HE WAS ALIVE DUMBASSES

@ SubwayBossEmmet please see this

@ SubwayBossEmmet YOUR BROTHER WWAS FOUND

Somewhere, Emmet's phone is screaming with notifications and calls]

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I— Ingo, you need to rest!

I've had enough of answering the same questions over and over again!

I cannot rest when someone is trying to pressure me into saying things that are not true just to sate their bizarre theories!

[and the officer is marching out, sticking a STERN FINGER right in Ingo's face "NOW YOU LISTEN HERE"]

I LISTENED YOU WERE THE ONE REFUSING TO LISTEN

Officer, you should leave. My lawyer is already making calls to your department as we speak.

[Emmet gets a dirty look. But then the officer's phone rings and he grumbles and exits down the hall as he takes the call. Distant sounds of his boss yelling at him over the phone until the door shuts behind him

Ingo still just kinda standing there, held aloft by rage]

So did he want you to tell him that I killed you and replaced you with fake you, or that I have had you in my evil basement for three and a half years and only just now let you out?

The second one. And surely I am so conditioned that I cannot speak the truth of your apparent vile deals.

[limping back into his hospital room]

Or I have been brain damaged enough to not understand the situation.

He hates me. In fairness, I got tired of him years ago and have been antagonizing him somewhat.

[ follows, setting little sneasel baby back down on the bed. ]

[easing back to bed himself, sighing as his little lady curls up tucked against his face]

He doesn't know you very well if he think you would hurt me or could hurt me. What a wretched man.

I can't imagine a world where you would willingly harm me.

. . . Not a lot of people know me very well.

[tiredly]

Line them up and I will yell at them one by one.

You need to rest.

[ reaching over to tuck him in. ]

I need to punch that man.

Our lawyer is good, but not good enough to beat assault charges against an officer.

In Hisui there were no lawyers and if I punched a man everyone would have assumed they deserved it.

[grumbles]

Okay grandpa, let's get you to bed.

[okay just

Fucking laughs and laughs at that]

[ god it is so good to hear my brother's laugh again.

Emmet's smile widens as he settles in in the chair next to Ingo's bed. ]

[ingo lays in bed and

Ingo use to fall asleep rather quickly. But today it takes awhile. Still, he's quiet and still, eyes closed, holding loosely onto Emmet's hand until finally after half an hour he's drifting off to an uneasy sleep.

He still has the same quiet snore though. Even if in sleep it's so apparent how much his time away aged him.

Also lord that beard]

[ yeah that's going in the morning. gonna ask the hospital staff for a razor, it's fine. please. ]

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