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[breakyourlife]

[The feed opens up on a closeup of Steve, plus half an adorable, fluffy sheep face.]

I don't get it. This isn't a Pokémon. It's a sheep. Sorry, Fluffbutt, but you're a sheep. I thought these eggs were supposed to hatch into something rare.

Also... I think Bessie had eggs?

[Steve looks rather alarmed as he pans the camera around what appears to be an inn's bedroom, coming to rest on the Miltank. She's taken up the bed, and is keeping a clutch of eggs close. It's a pretty large cluster, with six eggs altogether.]

What do I do? I don't need a whole flock of cows. I already have Bessie.

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[sitdownbecider]

[The feed opens to the sight of a concerned-looking fruit, squeaking and hopping rapidly in hopes of gaining someone's attention. How did it turn on a pokegear without hands or fingers? Well you'll be happy to know that with a little panicked bouncing and a whole lot of concern, you can accomplish anything!

Eventually it will realize that the video is streaming, and with a triumphant chirp it rolls backwards out of view to reveal... someone that has fallen flat on their face! Seems that someone's "mother" decided to shove the poor girl out the door without even asking her how good she is with legs. What a faux pas! Learn a thing or two about social cues, huh?

Well either way, the young woman, clad in orange flannel and a tan cowboy hat covering her mess of blonde hair, slowly turns herself over with a groan before rising to her knees.]

Ugh, dang it. [The disdain on her voice is almost as heavy as her southern accent.] Can't a gal spend more than a few weeks at home before y'all come dragging her back to this crazy world? Now I gotta get used to two legs all over again...