[Prose]

( Marianne knows she's not a nice girl. )

[Welcome, one and all, to the Kimono Dance Theater. It's truly a lovely establishment. There are cushions of the fluffiest sort lining the floor, and the scent of sandalwood permeates throughout the room. But, of course, there is the stage upon which the beautiful Kimono Girls dance ( Read more... )

[The 'Gear feed comes on to a very unique array of pokémon. Yes, that's the proper way to put it. There's a Meganium that looks rather sad and put-out, a Feebas that's trying her best hiding behind the Meganium's leg, and an Umbreon spread out in front of all the other two to display her sleek, black-furred belly as she wags that yellow-ringed tail ( Read more... )

[The 'Gear comes on to a very smug-looking Martin the Ditto in the middle of France's pokemon who all look extremely happy and utterly pleased with themselves. Behind them, there is a pie of eggs of all sorts of different colors arranged neatly and with an extra space heater to make sure they're kept warm.]

Okay, Merlin, you were right.

[France ( Read more... )

[Why, isn't this a lovely scene. France's female Eevee, Thérèse, and Luke's male Swinub are curled up together with a small pile of fresh and happy Eevee eggs behind them in the janitor's closet of the Goldenrod Hotel! Aw, isn't this scene adorable ( Read more... )

[The 'Gear comes on to catch the final moments of a light brown and white egg's existence before the minutely-cracked shell suddenly explodes the glittery light of a hatching -]


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