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Mun/Muse are both 18+. MDNI.
A WIP Confection of https://jamcat.
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A little salute, with Crocus mimicking the gesture with his vines.
A little salute, with Crocus mimicking the gesture with his vines.
“Bulba?”
You both ask, almost in unison with that dopey, semi-vacant look.
“Bulba?”
You both ask, almost in unison with that dopey, semi-vacant look.
Everything seems to be fine. Houndour is even getting along with the others. That was your main concern, really. You take a seat on the floor, humming in thought.
“This normal? I never once questioned it, but... some Pokémon really chill out if they let you catch them, huh?”
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Everything seems to be fine. Houndour is even getting along with the others. That was your main concern, really. You take a seat on the floor, humming in thought.
“This normal? I never once questioned it, but... some Pokémon really chill out if they let you catch them, huh?”
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It's hard to tell if it was happy or not... but it was nuzzling into your hand, now. But the noise it was making was a mix between a growl and a happy whine.
You look over to Sayori for some form of reinforcement.
It's hard to tell if it was happy or not... but it was nuzzling into your hand, now. But the noise it was making was a mix between a growl and a happy whine.
You look over to Sayori for some form of reinforcement.
Thankfully, it doesn't seem hostile anymore. So that's a step in the right direction. You kneel down to extend a hand, palm facing outward like you would for any other dog.
“Hey, there. Wanna... say hi?”
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Thankfully, it doesn't seem hostile anymore. So that's a step in the right direction. You kneel down to extend a hand, palm facing outward like you would for any other dog.
“Hey, there. Wanna... say hi?”
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“Oh, right...”
I mutter, holding the second Pokeball I'd almost forgotten.
“What about this one? Would it be okay to let him out, or..?”
“Oh, right...”
I mutter, holding the second Pokeball I'd almost forgotten.
“What about this one? Would it be okay to let him out, or..?”
You say, looking skyward for a moment.
You could have sworn you saw... well, something up there. It easily could have been a Pokémon, but...
“Bulba?”
But then, Crocus gets my attention. Pretty hard to ignore a face like that.
“After you, bud.”
》
You say, looking skyward for a moment.
You could have sworn you saw... well, something up there. It easily could have been a Pokémon, but...
“Bulba?”
But then, Crocus gets my attention. Pretty hard to ignore a face like that.
“After you, bud.”
》
You stop awkwardly upon seeing the new Pokémon. You know almost for a fact that's a nickname that Sayori gave it, so there's only one logical step you can take next-
“...what kind of Pokémon is he?”
Crocus seems curious himself, hiding behind one of your legs to peer ahead.
You stop awkwardly upon seeing the new Pokémon. You know almost for a fact that's a nickname that Sayori gave it, so there's only one logical step you can take next-
“...what kind of Pokémon is he?”
Crocus seems curious himself, hiding behind one of your legs to peer ahead.
You say as you adjust the straps on your bag, looking down to Crocus with a smile.
“You ready, buddy?”
“Saur!”
Crocus cries out, running to your side after circling the two of you in an excited manner.
You say as you adjust the straps on your bag, looking down to Crocus with a smile.
“You ready, buddy?”
“Saur!”
Crocus cries out, running to your side after circling the two of you in an excited manner.
You're cut off by the sudden weight atop your head, laughing as you straighten yourself up.
“Guess that's two for two... what do you think, Crocus?”
It seems like Crocus doesn't recognize you for a moment... but after getting your scent, he seems to agree with the others!
You're cut off by the sudden weight atop your head, laughing as you straighten yourself up.
“Guess that's two for two... what do you think, Crocus?”
It seems like Crocus doesn't recognize you for a moment... but after getting your scent, he seems to agree with the others!
You say, kneeling down to give your buddy a little pat on the head.
You take off to the change rooms, before coming back looking a new individual.
...not like that's hard for you.
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You say, kneeling down to give your buddy a little pat on the head.
You take off to the change rooms, before coming back looking a new individual.
...not like that's hard for you.
》
You say coyly, looking off to the side as you ruffle your hair.
Crocus doesn't quite get the gesture, considering he's a Bulbasaur... so he promptly follows suit by ruffling your hair with his vines.
So much for keeping your cool...
You say coyly, looking off to the side as you ruffle your hair.
Crocus doesn't quite get the gesture, considering he's a Bulbasaur... so he promptly follows suit by ruffling your hair with his vines.
So much for keeping your cool...
You open your mouth to protest, before remembering you only have non-Pokedollar money on you. And, it's Sayori. She would insist no matter what, you know it to be true.
“I mean... if you're sure. It's not the end of the world if I don't get it, you know?”
You open your mouth to protest, before remembering you only have non-Pokedollar money on you. And, it's Sayori. She would insist no matter what, you know it to be true.
“I mean... if you're sure. It's not the end of the world if I don't get it, you know?”
You look at the vest, and then the price tag while Crocus descends from your arms. Those vines of his are dexterous.
“But do you really think I could pull this off?”
“Saur~?”
You look at the vest, and then the price tag while Crocus descends from your arms. Those vines of his are dexterous.
“But do you really think I could pull this off?”
“Saur~?”
You're weirdly fine with it.
“Coming-”
You say, jogging after the two of them. You aren't keen on getting lost somewhere unfamiliar...
You're weirdly fine with it.
“Coming-”
You say, jogging after the two of them. You aren't keen on getting lost somewhere unfamiliar...
Your mind was already wandering about all the possibilities here... and of course, the new Pokémon you would meet, completely unlike anything you'd seen before.
...at least you have a little buddy to meet them with...
Your mind was already wandering about all the possibilities here... and of course, the new Pokémon you would meet, completely unlike anything you'd seen before.
...at least you have a little buddy to meet them with...
As if on cue, Crocus comes out of his ball to comment on the beauty of the scenery as well, looking around with stars in its eyes much like the ones in Sayori's.
As if on cue, Crocus comes out of his ball to comment on the beauty of the scenery as well, looking around with stars in its eyes much like the ones in Sayori's.
You look down to Crocus with a little smile.
“Think you can help Pancake if any Pokémon get in our way, Crocus?”
Crocus hops up and down in place, crying out happily before running over to you and Sayori.
You look down to Crocus with a little smile.
“Think you can help Pancake if any Pokémon get in our way, Crocus?”
Crocus hops up and down in place, crying out happily before running over to you and Sayori.
You at least know the areas around Kanto, so a trek through the forest wouldn't be so bad.
Crocus agrees!
You at least know the areas around Kanto, so a trek through the forest wouldn't be so bad.
Crocus agrees!
Crocus looks confused as to what exactly you mean by that.
Crocus looks confused as to what exactly you mean by that.
Crocus agrees entirely! It did its best, even against the odds.
“You're right.”
You kneel down, placing a hand atop Crocus to give some affectionate headpats.
“Thanks, buddy. And thank you for trusting me, more importantly...”
Crocus agrees entirely! It did its best, even against the odds.
“You're right.”
You kneel down, placing a hand atop Crocus to give some affectionate headpats.
“Thanks, buddy. And thank you for trusting me, more importantly...”
You gulp, grabbing the Pokeball from your pocket, and lining up a throw...
You gulp, grabbing the Pokeball from your pocket, and lining up a throw...
“Go on- use Tackle! Just one more good hit, okay?”
Crocus charges forward with a determined “Bulba-!”, slamming his body weight into the Houndour.
“Go on- use Tackle! Just one more good hit, okay?”
Crocus charges forward with a determined “Bulba-!”, slamming his body weight into the Houndour.