[The feed clicks on to show a very annoyed looking boy glaring down at the device in his hands. There's a little snuffing sound from over his shoulder, and soon enough a little, fox-like face emerges from behind his flyaway, spiky hair.]
Okay, whatever loser thought it would be a good idea to pull this as a joke should get their head checked.
(
Read more... )
Comments 119
Reply
Because seriously. Did someone just call him stupid?]
If that's the best you idiots can do, then I'm really not interested.
Reply
I haven't done anythin' yet. Probably won't need to, since you look like the type to screw yourself over.
Reply
[He just rolls his eyes. He reeeeaaaally doesn't have time for this. He has to find the idiots who took the rest of his pokemon before they get too far away.]
Look, either give me a map of this trash heap or go crawl back to play peek-a-boo with mommy. Either way, make yourself useful.
Reply
I can't really blame you, suddenly coming here.
Reply
Somehow, he's even more annoyed.]
It's a run-down, beat-up, uninhabitable dump filled with losers.
I can feel my IQ dropping by the second.
Reply
[Yep, not rising to the bait.]
Reply
[Duh.]
'Cept me.
Reply
But that doesn't mean she has to interject. While she really doesn't approve, it's rude of her to just butt in on whatever conversation he's having with... Uh. Whoever. Oh for goodness sake.]
I don't think tossing that away like that is a good idea. [Let's pretend it turned off on impact. Mostly because she's hoisting it up now.] And who are you calling a loser?
Reply
Oh and, uh, ignore the little brown fuzzy thing sniffing her way closer to you. She's only a ferocious monster who will rip out your heart and chew on your head and-- okay, fine. She's harmless.]
You, apparently. [A snort] Either Team Rocket just lowered their standards to worse than trash, or you're not one of them.
Honestly, I can't really figure out which.
Reply
And if she gets close enough, she'll reach a hand out for inspection.]
Aren't you just the cutest...
Reply
Not... ignoring him... as Eevee totally works against him.]
Eevee. Get your head on straight and come back here.
[Of course, the little pokemon just lets out an annoyed "Eee~!" at Blue before bouncing forward to lick at Kairi's hand, chattering away.]
Reply
...also, a little hesitant. Because after all, you might be the Blue from his world.
Then again, you might not.
Either way, you're kind of a douche. So Will isn't that excited to see you.]
Good morning!
Reply
Which is kind of why he's just linefacing at the PCD for a moment before snorting and rolling his eyes.]
Good bye.
[And you know what? He's totally just dropping that PCD on the ground again, leaving Eevee to nudge it curiously with her nose.
Because seriously. It's Will.]
Reply
[Scoffing.]
Eevee, tell your lovely little trainer that I could defeat him with my hands tied behind my back.
Reply
There's a few yells, some scuffling, and then a final, loud, angry "OW" before silence.
And then, angry footsteps. And Blue's picking up the PCD, an angry, red scratch on his face. And he keeps rubbing his ear... almost as if something bit him on it.]
Yeah right. I'd almost feel bad fighting you. [Snerk] And then I'd just remember how stupid you are.
[And then, Eevee pokes her head over his shoulder... and bites him on the ear. Again.] OW! Okay!
What is this stupid place anyway?
Reply
Reply
Yeah? What of it?
Reply
Reply
[Smirking~]
Reply
Leave a comment