[Hello again, everybody! Since his last message, Phoenix has been travelling at the speed of light to get back to Cherrygrove and meet up with his childhood-friend-turned-rival-turned-childhood-friend. Of course, given his rush, he, well, hasn't been paying much attention to where he's going.
And so the feed opens to a shaky image of, well. This,
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Is this what you meant by "if we ever get there"?
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That and the fact that Butch keeps...wandering off. That's how I managed to fall down this stupid thing in the first place.
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Couldn't you put him inside his ball?
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...well, er...I don't really like keeping them in their balls. [He shrugs.] I don't think it could be very comfortable in there...
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They do look a bit...cramped. I don't even want to think how they fit in there.
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Exactly. Butch doesn't act like he's too fond of it, either. Besides, he could use the exercise.
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Which one is Butch?
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Butch is -- [At the sound of his name, the Quagsire rears up into range of the camera and lets out a hearty "Uuuuagsire!"]
-- this one. [And Phoenix gives him an affectionate rub on the head.]
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He's very...outgoing. Hi, Butch.
[Of course, unnamed Growlithe has to pop in and say hi too. It stands on its hind legs and leans on Apollo's arm, poking its nose against the communicator]
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He's friendly, that's for sure. Say hi, Butch.
Quuuagsire quag!
[--and when Apollo's Growlithe pops on the screen, Butch wiggles excitedly and his barks(?) increase twofold. More small, orange fuzzy things!]
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I guess they've really hit it off. [His Growlithe has half-crawled into Apollo's lap and now takes up most of the screen.]
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A girlfriend? Um, congratulations, Butch. [Apollo's Growlithe seems to express his congratulations too.]
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[and Butch basks in the congrats, puffing out his chest and grinning all the wider.]
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Still, he seems pretty proud of himself.
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