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Mun/Muse are both 18+. MDNI.
A WIP Confection of https://jamcat.
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Once you get back, you can't help but chuckle at the sight.
“Alright, I'm good to go. Would you mind if we took a certain route? I might have plans a little later on...”
Once you get back, you can't help but chuckle at the sight.
“Alright, I'm good to go. Would you mind if we took a certain route? I might have plans a little later on...”
Mainly for Sayori, if you were being real... Houndour, meanwhile, stays near the door with Sayori and Roseli, laying down with a grunt realizing you would be a minute longer.
Mainly for Sayori, if you were being real... Houndour, meanwhile, stays near the door with Sayori and Roseli, laying down with a grunt realizing you would be a minute longer.
Speak of the devil- there's the dog in question, reacting just like one would think upon hearing their name and the word 'outside' in the same conversation...
Speak of the devil- there's the dog in question, reacting just like one would think upon hearing their name and the word 'outside' in the same conversation...
There's a brief hiss of protest from the Kakuna, before falling victim to the capture mechanism. You're pretty sure you know what this Kakuna is. But that can wait.
You have things and... feelings to deal with.
There's a brief hiss of protest from the Kakuna, before falling victim to the capture mechanism. You're pretty sure you know what this Kakuna is. But that can wait.
You have things and... feelings to deal with.
“...you're not a Metapod.”
It looks at you with those beady little eyes, flailing its little scythe arms uselessly.
“Oh. Sorry?”
“...you're not a Metapod.”
It looks at you with those beady little eyes, flailing its little scythe arms uselessly.
“Oh. Sorry?”
Yeah, you should be ready.
...you're having trouble getting your bag on for the day, though. It feels like something's in the way...
Yeah, you should be ready.
...you're having trouble getting your bag on for the day, though. It feels like something's in the way...
Whenever Chespin was busy firing Pin Missile, she crept low to the ground, going the long way around before... biting down on Chespin's scruff, holding it up to try and keep it still!
Whenever Chespin was busy firing Pin Missile, she crept low to the ground, going the long way around before... biting down on Chespin's scruff, holding it up to try and keep it still!
And at this hour, no less. It's the Mismagius hour, for Arceus' sake... Houndour is going to get up to see what all the commotion is about.
And at this hour, no less. It's the Mismagius hour, for Arceus' sake... Houndour is going to get up to see what all the commotion is about.
Gardening, helping the Pokémon and getting to know Houndour, cooking dinner. Admittedly, it took a lot out of the both of you.
But here's hoping the two of you can at least get some good rest for once. The nightmares aren't as frequent here.
Gardening, helping the Pokémon and getting to know Houndour, cooking dinner. Admittedly, it took a lot out of the both of you.
But here's hoping the two of you can at least get some good rest for once. The nightmares aren't as frequent here.
A little salute, with Crocus mimicking the gesture with his vines.
A little salute, with Crocus mimicking the gesture with his vines.
“Bulba?”
You both ask, almost in unison with that dopey, semi-vacant look.
“Bulba?”
You both ask, almost in unison with that dopey, semi-vacant look.
Everything seems to be fine. Houndour is even getting along with the others. That was your main concern, really. You take a seat on the floor, humming in thought.
“This normal? I never once questioned it, but... some Pokémon really chill out if they let you catch them, huh?”
》
Everything seems to be fine. Houndour is even getting along with the others. That was your main concern, really. You take a seat on the floor, humming in thought.
“This normal? I never once questioned it, but... some Pokémon really chill out if they let you catch them, huh?”
》
It's hard to tell if it was happy or not... but it was nuzzling into your hand, now. But the noise it was making was a mix between a growl and a happy whine.
You look over to Sayori for some form of reinforcement.
It's hard to tell if it was happy or not... but it was nuzzling into your hand, now. But the noise it was making was a mix between a growl and a happy whine.
You look over to Sayori for some form of reinforcement.
Thankfully, it doesn't seem hostile anymore. So that's a step in the right direction. You kneel down to extend a hand, palm facing outward like you would for any other dog.
“Hey, there. Wanna... say hi?”
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Thankfully, it doesn't seem hostile anymore. So that's a step in the right direction. You kneel down to extend a hand, palm facing outward like you would for any other dog.
“Hey, there. Wanna... say hi?”
》
“Oh, right...”
I mutter, holding the second Pokeball I'd almost forgotten.
“What about this one? Would it be okay to let him out, or..?”
“Oh, right...”
I mutter, holding the second Pokeball I'd almost forgotten.
“What about this one? Would it be okay to let him out, or..?”
You say, looking skyward for a moment.
You could have sworn you saw... well, something up there. It easily could have been a Pokémon, but...
“Bulba?”
But then, Crocus gets my attention. Pretty hard to ignore a face like that.
“After you, bud.”
》
You say, looking skyward for a moment.
You could have sworn you saw... well, something up there. It easily could have been a Pokémon, but...
“Bulba?”
But then, Crocus gets my attention. Pretty hard to ignore a face like that.
“After you, bud.”
》
You stop awkwardly upon seeing the new Pokémon. You know almost for a fact that's a nickname that Sayori gave it, so there's only one logical step you can take next-
“...what kind of Pokémon is he?”
Crocus seems curious himself, hiding behind one of your legs to peer ahead.
You stop awkwardly upon seeing the new Pokémon. You know almost for a fact that's a nickname that Sayori gave it, so there's only one logical step you can take next-
“...what kind of Pokémon is he?”
Crocus seems curious himself, hiding behind one of your legs to peer ahead.
You say as you adjust the straps on your bag, looking down to Crocus with a smile.
“You ready, buddy?”
“Saur!”
Crocus cries out, running to your side after circling the two of you in an excited manner.
You say as you adjust the straps on your bag, looking down to Crocus with a smile.
“You ready, buddy?”
“Saur!”
Crocus cries out, running to your side after circling the two of you in an excited manner.
You're cut off by the sudden weight atop your head, laughing as you straighten yourself up.
“Guess that's two for two... what do you think, Crocus?”
It seems like Crocus doesn't recognize you for a moment... but after getting your scent, he seems to agree with the others!
You're cut off by the sudden weight atop your head, laughing as you straighten yourself up.
“Guess that's two for two... what do you think, Crocus?”
It seems like Crocus doesn't recognize you for a moment... but after getting your scent, he seems to agree with the others!
You say, kneeling down to give your buddy a little pat on the head.
You take off to the change rooms, before coming back looking a new individual.
...not like that's hard for you.
》
You say, kneeling down to give your buddy a little pat on the head.
You take off to the change rooms, before coming back looking a new individual.
...not like that's hard for you.
》
You say coyly, looking off to the side as you ruffle your hair.
Crocus doesn't quite get the gesture, considering he's a Bulbasaur... so he promptly follows suit by ruffling your hair with his vines.
So much for keeping your cool...
You say coyly, looking off to the side as you ruffle your hair.
Crocus doesn't quite get the gesture, considering he's a Bulbasaur... so he promptly follows suit by ruffling your hair with his vines.
So much for keeping your cool...
You open your mouth to protest, before remembering you only have non-Pokedollar money on you. And, it's Sayori. She would insist no matter what, you know it to be true.
“I mean... if you're sure. It's not the end of the world if I don't get it, you know?”
You open your mouth to protest, before remembering you only have non-Pokedollar money on you. And, it's Sayori. She would insist no matter what, you know it to be true.
“I mean... if you're sure. It's not the end of the world if I don't get it, you know?”
You look at the vest, and then the price tag while Crocus descends from your arms. Those vines of his are dexterous.
“But do you really think I could pull this off?”
“Saur~?”
You look at the vest, and then the price tag while Crocus descends from your arms. Those vines of his are dexterous.
“But do you really think I could pull this off?”
“Saur~?”