026; [video/action for Azalea pokécenter]
[AHEM. Johto. after some heavy fumbling, a feed opens to a room in the Azalea pokécenter, stopping to focus on what looks like a three-headed, very cheerful living honeycomb. she's swaying lazily from side to side, which is probably fairly dizzying to watch considering whoever is holding the pokégear isn't exactly holding it steady.]
[to make this feed even more uncomfortable, the living honeycomb opens all three of her mouths at once and... begins buzzing. it sounds just like three bees buzzing at once, and all at different pitches. for all you pokémon out there who can understand her:]
Hi! I'm... [a pause. actually, Hunny doesn't know her name yet, because her Trainer hasn't been able to give her one. not that it matters.]
-- I'm looking for a new Trainer. Mine doesn't do anything but sleep all day and he didn't even bother to say hello or give me a name, or do anything. So I want a new one. Can I have one of your Trainers? Please? I'll even let you visit my hive when I'm the queen of it one day!
[now, Hunny is perfectly aware that prospective Trainers might not be able to understand her buzzing. luckily, she has a new Beedrill friend who belongs to her current dud of a Trainer and who will gladly do her bidding. Dapper's always been fairly dexterous with his stingers-- can't doorbell ditch without them-- and he's watched Sora doodle wherever there's free paper when he's bored, so... after figuring out where to get some ink and paper, and after some guidance from Hunny, he's managed to whip up some subtitles.]
[the 'gear suddenly drops to the floor and the feed fixes on the ceiling, Dapper hovering above with the ends of a piece of paper tacked to his stingers. he holds the subtitles up to the camera silently for a few minutes:]
[before he buzzes down to hit the 'gear repeatedly to switch it off.]
[to make this feed even more uncomfortable, the living honeycomb opens all three of her mouths at once and... begins buzzing. it sounds just like three bees buzzing at once, and all at different pitches. for all you pokémon out there who can understand her:]
Hi! I'm... [a pause. actually, Hunny doesn't know her name yet, because her Trainer hasn't been able to give her one. not that it matters.]
-- I'm looking for a new Trainer. Mine doesn't do anything but sleep all day and he didn't even bother to say hello or give me a name, or do anything. So I want a new one. Can I have one of your Trainers? Please? I'll even let you visit my hive when I'm the queen of it one day!
[now, Hunny is perfectly aware that prospective Trainers might not be able to understand her buzzing. luckily, she has a new Beedrill friend who belongs to her current dud of a Trainer and who will gladly do her bidding. Dapper's always been fairly dexterous with his stingers-- can't doorbell ditch without them-- and he's watched Sora doodle wherever there's free paper when he's bored, so... after figuring out where to get some ink and paper, and after some guidance from Hunny, he's managed to whip up some subtitles.]
[the 'gear suddenly drops to the floor and the feed fixes on the ceiling, Dapper hovering above with the ends of a piece of paper tacked to his stingers. he holds the subtitles up to the camera silently for a few minutes:]
[before he buzzes down to hit the 'gear repeatedly to switch it off.]