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behindblueskin[Backdated appropriately.]
Malva's warning to stay out of the tunnels was really unnecessary; at least to Keldor. He's sensible enough to know to stay out of danger, unlike some people who'll be ensuring that their friends drink for free tonight at the bar, due to all the beers being held.
No. If there's any amateur spelunking to be done, it's with a group of volunteers going about the city checking to make sure nobody—human or pokemon—has fallen in. And to round up the worms.
Being the largest out of the group, Keldor is given the task of being the guy to help hold onto the rope while others rappel themselves down to look for anyone foolish enough to fall in.
A Makuhita was one such rescuee. It's happy to be out of that hole.
It might even be someone's newest partner.
But just as the little yellow guy is helped out of its predicament, though, the Flamigo swarm arrives, and within seconds the group is beset by enough of these lawn ornaments to celebrate a fortieth birthday party [many happy returns?].
They're loud, they're obnoxiously pink and they're everywhere.
They need to be gone.
"I have an idea."
He reaches into his bag, grabs what he thinks is a berry, and throws something at one of them in hopes that it'll distract them.
In actuality it's a ball, and it bounces off the head of one of the knot-necked birds, and in an instant it's caught while Keldor makes "no I did not mean to" noises.
Wow.
Fantastic.
Just what he really wanted.
Can this day be over now?
Malva's warning to stay out of the tunnels was really unnecessary; at least to Keldor. He's sensible enough to know to stay out of danger, unlike some people who'll be ensuring that their friends drink for free tonight at the bar, due to all the beers being held.
No. If there's any amateur spelunking to be done, it's with a group of volunteers going about the city checking to make sure nobody—human or pokemon—has fallen in. And to round up the worms.
Being the largest out of the group, Keldor is given the task of being the guy to help hold onto the rope while others rappel themselves down to look for anyone foolish enough to fall in.
A Makuhita was one such rescuee. It's happy to be out of that hole.
It might even be someone's newest partner.
But just as the little yellow guy is helped out of its predicament, though, the Flamigo swarm arrives, and within seconds the group is beset by enough of these lawn ornaments to celebrate a fortieth birthday party [many happy returns?].
They're loud, they're obnoxiously pink and they're everywhere.
They need to be gone.
"I have an idea."
He reaches into his bag, grabs what he thinks is a berry, and throws something at one of them in hopes that it'll distract them.
In actuality it's a ball, and it bounces off the head of one of the knot-necked birds, and in an instant it's caught while Keldor makes "no I did not mean to" noises.
Wow.
Fantastic.
Just what he really wanted.
Can this day be over now?
