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"Nice perspective, Clair."
"Perspective on what?”
“Unrequited love,” Karin explained.
“Oh. Is that why Bruno’s sitting on Lance?”
((Bruno, even though you’re drunk, it’s generally not a good idea to make jokes at the expense of gods)) Will said helpfully. ((Just a thought))
"Mikuri or Haunter, who cares which one of you thinks there's a duck on your head?"
“You do remember that we’re supposed to be at Ecruteak City in three hours for that meeting?”
“Yeah.”
“Then why are you sitting up in a tree?”
“Watching the Butterfree.”
Oak rolled his eyes. “Are they doing tricks?”
“I explain none of what I think to girls who sneak out to hide in trees.”
“Haunter, this one's up to you."
“Of course it is,” the ghost said. “You’d never get anything done without me.”
Lance sighed. “There’s all kinds of hell being raised in Cianwood and Olivine right now. Something about some seal being broken in some islands or other and now some Pokemon is loose wreaking havoc on the world. Did you have anything to do with that?”
“Well, kind of, in sort of a roundabout way,” she admitted. "But I promise he's not wreaking any sort of havoc on anything."
“Yeah, that’d be awkward,” Karin said. “Going up to Mew and saying, ‘Beg pardon, but by any chance would you like to haunt something when you die?’”
“Ghosts don’t haunt,” Morty retorted, professionally offended. “We guard. There’s a difference.”
“I don’t know, you certainly haunt Will’s-“
“Enough,” Lorelei interjected hastily.
"Nice perspective, Clair."
"Perspective on what?”
“Unrequited love,” Karin explained.
“Oh. Is that why Bruno’s sitting on Lance?”
((Bruno, even though you’re drunk, it’s generally not a good idea to make jokes at the expense of gods)) Will said helpfully. ((Just a thought))
"Mikuri or Haunter, who cares which one of you thinks there's a duck on your head?"
“You do remember that we’re supposed to be at Ecruteak City in three hours for that meeting?”
“Yeah.”
“Then why are you sitting up in a tree?”
“Watching the Butterfree.”
Oak rolled his eyes. “Are they doing tricks?”
“I explain none of what I think to girls who sneak out to hide in trees.”
“Haunter, this one's up to you."
“Of course it is,” the ghost said. “You’d never get anything done without me.”
Lance sighed. “There’s all kinds of hell being raised in Cianwood and Olivine right now. Something about some seal being broken in some islands or other and now some Pokemon is loose wreaking havoc on the world. Did you have anything to do with that?”
“Well, kind of, in sort of a roundabout way,” she admitted. "But I promise he's not wreaking any sort of havoc on anything."
“Yeah, that’d be awkward,” Karin said. “Going up to Mew and saying, ‘Beg pardon, but by any chance would you like to haunt something when you die?’”
“Ghosts don’t haunt,” Morty retorted, professionally offended. “We guard. There’s a difference.”
“I don’t know, you certainly haunt Will’s-“
“Enough,” Lorelei interjected hastily.