On the road again...
Who: Fakir, a Mareep, and ANYONE, LITERALLY ANYONE
Where: Rt. 30
When: August 9th, afternoon
Summary: Fakir is off to Violet City AGAIN, and rather tired of chasing derps at this point. Idiot decides to run off and explore.
Rating: Squeaky-clean G
Log:
At this point, Fakir was certain he'd never earn a single badge. He hadn't expected Mytho's arrival to prove such an incredible hindrance to get them both home. He wasn't exactly why he'd expected Mytho to behave, given the prince's track record. First he'd disobeyed him, then he'd inexplicably gotten a job before even contacting him, then the babies, oh the babies. If there were more any time soon he would lose his mind. Could you get Pokemon neutered? Was that an option. He dearly hoped so, though he doubted Mytho would agree to it.
Now he had to make his way to Violet City - and possibly beyond - all over again, looking for Mytho. He'd become very familiar with the route at this point, and confident enough to let Idiot pop out of his ball and walk beside him. As he should have expected, the creature betrayed his trust before too long, bolting off into the tall grass in pursuit of... something. Strange, he wasn't normally eager to fight.
Without a word, he took off after the stupid puffball, tearing through the grass and following the tell-tale orange ball that bobbled above the grass.
What was it about puffy, stupid things and betraying his trust?
Where: Rt. 30
When: August 9th, afternoon
Summary: Fakir is off to Violet City AGAIN, and rather tired of chasing derps at this point. Idiot decides to run off and explore.
Rating: Squeaky-clean G
Log:
At this point, Fakir was certain he'd never earn a single badge. He hadn't expected Mytho's arrival to prove such an incredible hindrance to get them both home. He wasn't exactly why he'd expected Mytho to behave, given the prince's track record. First he'd disobeyed him, then he'd inexplicably gotten a job before even contacting him, then the babies, oh the babies. If there were more any time soon he would lose his mind. Could you get Pokemon neutered? Was that an option. He dearly hoped so, though he doubted Mytho would agree to it.
Now he had to make his way to Violet City - and possibly beyond - all over again, looking for Mytho. He'd become very familiar with the route at this point, and confident enough to let Idiot pop out of his ball and walk beside him. As he should have expected, the creature betrayed his trust before too long, bolting off into the tall grass in pursuit of... something. Strange, he wasn't normally eager to fight.
Without a word, he took off after the stupid puffball, tearing through the grass and following the tell-tale orange ball that bobbled above the grass.
What was it about puffy, stupid things and betraying his trust?