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[ Cue the video feed, which begins with a way-too-close-up of Prompto's face. What can be seen of his face, which is mostly just his eyes and freckled nose, looks excited as hell. This is sort of an impromptu broadcast, but he can't not share this. This is a big, big moment for him.

Everything is about to freakin' change. ]

Heyaz! It's ya boy, Prompto. [ ......... ] Uh, so, y'know that special magic chalk you can get from the Ware Wolf guy? Oh, shit, is that supposed to be on the DL? A-anyway. I got some of that biz, aaaaand now — well, I'll just let it speak for itself.

[ The video then turns away from Prompto's face and to a chalk drawing on the ground: a near-complete rendering of a chocobo inside of circle. That's it. It's literally just a poorly-drawn chocobo inside of a circle, with a bit of its tail missing. It'd been near completion when he decided to share this monumental moment with everyone he possibly could, and he still holds a piece of the chalk in his hand, ready to finish off the last of the drawing. Let's all beseech the summoning gods to not bring forth a chocobo as disfigured as the one that Prompto drew, but its shape is at least recognizable to those who are familiar with the species. ]

Bam. Check it! If this actually works, I'm gonna be the proud papa of a brand new chocobo! One that's alllll my own! But I'll let you guys ride it, if you ask nicely.

[ Anyway, enough chit-chat, it's time for action!!! As he squats down near the drawing again, the feed catches him drawing the last bit of the chocobo's tail. For a moment that stretches into eons, nothing happens, but then —

There's a flash of light that temporarily blocks out anything from come through on the video, but as it begins to fade, there is the distinct, unmistakable sound of a kweh.

In the center of the crudely-drawn-but-apparently-effective summoning circle stands a majestic, bright yellow chocobo. ]

Holyyyyyyy shit! It actually — a-are you guys seeing this? It actually worked! Holy shit, he — she?? She's beautiful, have you ever seen a more fluffy, sweet, perfect animal in the whole wide multiverse?! C'mere — wait, what am I gonna name it? I gotta name it —

[ ...The chocobo turns and starts to trot away. Bye! ]

— aaaand it's leaving. Okay, uhhhh, leave me some name suggestions, look forward to my 24-hour livestream of chocobo life coming at'chu soon! Crap—

[ And the video feed cuts off as he breaks into a run to catch his wayward son or daughter. ]

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[Holy shit.

Holy shit.

Holy shit, it worked. Gladio's been observing, much the same way he does with Prompto's network posts. (Maybe he missed seeing him around the apartment and this is a way of dealing with the fact the baby of the groups all grown up and living away now?) and he flicks on the video shortly after.

...And probably while Prompto's running, he'll be notified of a response.]

Damn, man. That's impressive as hell.
Hey- where the hell's it gonna live?

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[ ...What a perfect valid question that he doesn't have a good answer to! Honestly, he was just focused on seeing if the chalk actually worked, not, you know, all the responsibilities that would come after... ]

Uhhhh — [ If he sounds a little out of breath, it's because yeah, he's still chasing that bird. ] In our guest bedroom? Probably? It'll totally fit!

[ Maybe those high-tech room decorating panels can change it into a stable??? ]

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[Oh man.]

Your girlfriend gonna be okay with your apartment smelling like a chocobo pen?

[He should. probably. give Prompto time to catch the thing first. But the question needs to be asked.]

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[ Guess who didn't run that by his girlfriend before hand...this guy. ]

Uhhhhhhhh...I mean, she likes chocobos? Soooo, probably.

[ He may or may not be realizing he's in deep shit. ]

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[Prompto...]

Look, you're gonna wanna have some space. They're cute as hell, but 's probably unsanitary to be that close to 'em all the time. Want help making him a pen? Feels like forever since I saw you, anyway.

[That's if Prompto catches it.]

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[ Now, there's an idea. And who's Prompto to say no to quality time with one of his best buddies? Even if it does involve physical labor. He'll try to keep the whining to a minimum...probably. ]

Seriously? I mean — yeah, of course, that'd be great! You mind helping me pick out the materials, too?

[ Building things that aren't machine in nature is kinda lost on him. ]

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[Hopefully. Maybe. And perhaps he'll even not lose his temper and the entire thing won't involve him getting angry at absolutely nothing, and Prompto not feeling terrible for no good reason.
...Maybe.]

Yeah, no worries. Can't be that hard. I mean, he's gonna need a run. A shelter. Probably some straw and shit too. Can't be that hard.

[He pauses.]

That's if you catch the damn thing. Get going!

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[ Yes...maybe. ]

R-right, right! I'm on it! You won't see my face again until it's caught!

[ Mostly because he'll be too embarrassed to show it if he lost his chocobo on the first day he has it. ]