How dare you make me choose between my children.
I would say that Bill is being facetious here, but seeing as he’s raised every single eeveelution we know about at one point or another, I don’t think he is…
—LH
I would say that Bill is being facetious here, but seeing as he’s raised every single eeveelution we know about at one point or another, I don’t think he is…
—LH
Shhhh…!
Bill, are you messing with our readers again? —LH
…no? —Bill
Okay, maybe a little. —Bill
If you mean that the gardevoir and gallade have each taken a lucario each and if this ask is in response to my earlier one today, allow me to clarify.
By “risks,” I don’t mean that an egg will be produced. I actually mean “mating styles and mechanics between egg groups differs so drastically that not only is a fertilized egg out of such a union thoroughly impossible but also it’s likely that someone is going to get injured for even trying.”
Or to put it a little more colorfully, do you know of those stories of humans or pokémon dying because a human got a bit too close to their favorite team members? In certain circumstances, that will happen if incompatible pokémon attempt to mate. Because lucario, gardevoir, and gallade are roughly the same height and mass, you probably won’t have to worry, although lucario are supposedly … energetic when they mate. (So, well. You may need to worry about your gardevoir. Your gallade should be fine.)
If you mean that the twins are attempting to mate within twin pairings, in an incestuous relationship, then my advice would be to introduce more, unrelated pokémon to those pairs. Happy or not, that’s … about as much of a good thing as human twins pairing off.
Best of luck!
YES?
….
I’m sure they’re nice people.

Oh, don’t worry about Lanette. She knows me well enough that it’s literally impossible for me to annoy her so deeply that she doesn’t forgive me within a day.
Granted, that’s mostly because I once had to explain to her that the emails I had sent to her one fateful week were nigh incomprehensible not because I was drunk but instead because I had clefairy paws, but the point is, she knows I largely mean well.
Actually, it’s more like nothing he says or does fazes me anymore, so knowing him is a constant act of nudging him towards doing something less him, but yes. —LH
Hey! You’re back! Great—I have a new idea for an invention that I want to share with you. It’s watch, but you use it to stop time so you can have more time to catch pokémon. —Bill
And I’m out again. —LH
Oh yes. I know exactly what you mean.
(So does half of the world, but … well.)
Nothing, anonymous. I didn’t do anything.
Which, in this case, would be the problem, so you know I’m telling the truth here.
Nothing that anyone else barring asexuals hasn’t ever thought before if we’re honest with ourselves, anonymous.