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Tell your boss what?

[Newt gives her a curious look.]

That you got a bit lost coming here? That's hardly your fault. I do live in the middle of nowhere.

[The wizard gives her a reassuring smile as Niffler chortles in delight then clicks her talons on the package again. Hey, hey! She's trying to teach you something, girl!

Thankfully Roxy snorts and steps away from Sasha, in turn pulling Niffler away who scrambles to grab onto the Lycanroc. She growls irritably as Roxy heads into the house, Mopsus following as Newt motions inside.]

If you'd like, I could make us some tea. [Give her a moment to collect herself and calm down. Your secret was safe with him Sasha.]

But I didn't get lost?

[Finding her way to isolated areas is second nature to a girl who lived in the middle of nowhere too. That's not what she meant. What she meant was...

The proverbial lightbulb flickers to life and oh. Now she gets it.

Sasha blinks in disbelief because she fully expected the company's customers to snitch about how unprofessional their newest employee is when she can't even read their name. How can she be trusted to find their address properly? But Newt doesn't even seem to be holding it against her or even mentioning it out loud, like he's trying to preserve what little pride she has left. Now if only Niffler would catch the hint.]

Are you sure?

[Not about the tea. Little does he know Sasha's already accepted the offer of a free drink. She means him pretending she just didn't make a plum fool of herself on his porch.]

Of course.

[He simply smiles again before stepping inside, figuring that she'll follow him inside. Newt has never been the type to judge people for any reason let alone get them in trouble simply because they can't do something quite as well as someone else can.

Once she steps inside the cottage Sasha will be treated to the sight of...well there's a lot of Pokemon milling about inside the open floor cottage. Many of them seem to be young and running about playing, all of them being careful not to make a mess though. Set up in front of the fire place is a large nest of blankets with a Slugma carefully tending to a large batch of eggs with the help of several young Audinos.

In the kitchen Queenie the Audino and Jacob the Slurpuff are busy baking and both give happy greetings when they spot Sasha, the Slurpuff happily bopping towards the stove with a sheet of Pokemon-safe cookies.]

Please make yourself comfortable, I'll get the tea started. Would you like anything to eat?

[Excuse Newt as he starts to roll his sleeves up, walking into the kitchen.]

[Box still tucked under one arm, Sasha wipes at her glassy eyes with the other, indeed following Newt into his home. If she was worried about breaking the work rules, she just stomped on them right now. Granted, she is officially on her lunch break now, but there has to be somewhere an unspoken rule about entering customers' homes.

Oh well. If he ain't telling, neither is she.

There were certainly a lot of Pokemon on the front lawn, but that didn't prepare Sasha for the sight of more than she'd ever imagined could fit in one home. There are so many. So many different breeds, types, and sizes, though most of them still look like they're in their baby stages. They're all just so cute that Sasha can't help herself but kneel down to pet a trio of Togepi rocking back and forth on their eggy bottoms.]

Yes, please. [Tea and food? Who said there was no thing as a free lunch?] You have a lot of Pokemon. Are you a breeder, sir? I mean, Mr. Scam...ander?

[Did she pronounce it right? Please tell her she pronounced it right.]

[The Togepi triplets are delighted with the attention and happily crowd Sasha for more of it, wobbling about and trilling merrily at her.]

I am, yes! [Newt was in the midst of putting the kettle on, glancing over at Sasha with a smile.] Though honestly most of the Pokemon here don't belong to me like you may think. Some of them have Pokeballs but most of them are simply residing here for a bit because they decided they want to.

[Hearing the chatter of the Togepis, a pair of Eevees come prancing over and one is very clearly a different color than the other. The pair chirp in greeting, bouncing around Sasha and sniffing at her shoes before the normal colored one attempts to get up onto her leg. Friend!]

Oh, that's nice!

[Well, if Sasha has to split her attention between the toddling Totegpi and the incessant climbing of the Evee, she might as well make it easier on everyone and just plop herself in the middle of the floor, being an invited guest be damned. At least this way, the Evees can clamber into her lap and she can scoop up the triplets in her arms.

And so, this is how Newt will find her at any moment now because he sure told her to make herself at home.]

What if you run out of room, though? You're not going to kick them out before they're ready to leave, are you?

[Perish the thought!]

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[Kettle on the stove and warming, Newt asks Queenie for some help gathering some snacks for their guest, pausing to look over at Sasha and really that is possibly the cutest thing he's seen in awhile.

The Triplets are trilling and chirping happily as they're held, little arms waving about as they chatter together and at Sasha like she can understand then. Ano, meanwhile, happily beds down onto the girl's lap with a happy little Eevee-grin while his sister, the off-color Eevee, continues to prance around them.

It's..so precious, dear gods.]

Of course not. I've actually been considering having some work down to the cottage to make it bigger. I just want to have it done in a way that won't disrupt the forest and Pokemon too much.

[She can't really understand one peep from the triplets, but Sasha can still smile and nod down at them like she does. They don't seem hungry for food, just hungry for a trainer's attention and ATTENTION NOW. What else does she have better to do right now than give into their demands?

Sasha starts rocking slightly, bending her head a little to each Togepi, bopping their foreheads lightly against hers.]

Good. You have to respect the forest. Take what you need from it, and no more, but give just as much back in kind. If you take care of it, it'll take care of you.

[Suddenly, Sasha's gone from the playful teen with arms full of Pokemon to a serious hunter who was raised with her father repeating those words everyday of her life and then just as quickly, she's back to her nuzzling those little eggy monsters, juggling a bit to reach down and pet Ano in her lap.]

Ahhh, Togepi are so cute! It's like they have eggs for pants!

[Each one of them squeals when their foreheads are bopped and squirm about in Sasha's hold. Such a good friend! Head bops! She gave head bops!]

Absolutely. I would never dream of doing anything that could possibly upset the balance of the ecosystem already here.

[Her conviction is admirable and Newt gives her a reassuring nod. Don't worry, Sasha. He won't be damaging anything anytime soon.

Queenie walks past him with a happy twill and Newt glances down and smiles as she heads over to where Sasha is with the little ones, a plate of cookies in her paws.]

Togepi are quite adorable. I have a Togetic in my care as well but he's a bit of a shy one with newcomers. He may make an appearance later. [As he turns to grab some mugs, Queenie holds out the plate of cookies to Sasha with a happy noise. Here you are, darling!]

What's an ecosystem?

[Sir, you can't just go around using big words like that on someone who is functionally illiterate. Know your audience!

Now here's a new problem: Sasha's hands are full of Pokemon, but she's also being offered cookies. She's certainly hungry herself, practically starving really, but she also just doesn't want to drop the babies. A solution is brewing in the moment where Sasha is glancing at the cookies, then the Togepi, and then back at the delicious cookies, but first, it's only polite to ask permission first.]

Mr. Scamander, is it okay if I give some berries to your Pokemon?

An ecosystem refers to a biological community. All organisms that live in the same physical environment, like a forest for example, and how they interact with one another and their environment.

[It's alright, Sasha. He's more than happy to teach you!

Queenie is more than happy to wait, looking quite amused by Sasha's plight of being overrun by little Pokemon.]

Hm? [Looking up from the mugs he was pouring water into, Newt couldn't help but smile.] Oh, yes, of course. Feel free. Just watch your fingers. The Togepis especially can get a bit hasty with their eating sometimes.

[Them? Hasty? NEVER! The trio giggle and twill as they wobble about.]

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