[You good kids, you're too kind. McGucket shades his eyes with a hand, looking out for signs of approaching law enforcement with a serious scowl as the twins and their Pokemon climb in. It's gonna be a touch crowded, and it smells like motor oil and beans and unwashed hillbilly, but the cockpit will hold them all.
McGucket settles back into the rocking-chair pilot seat and flips a switch. With a hydraulic hiss, the Pidgey's head snaps back into place, latching securely to the body. He presses more buttons, and the rocket turbines roar to life. He winds his beard around the gearshift and hoots a warning.]
Hold on tight! This robomajig goes real fast!
[He scratches the side of his face, thoughtfully.]
I...probably shoulda installed some seatbelts in this thing.
[Brightly:]
...oh well!
[With a wild, raucous laugh, McGucket pulls the joystick up. They have liftoff, fellers! The Pidgeytron's claws curl into fists, the wings extend, and the contraption rises in the air. When they clear the treeline, McGucket pulls a lever, and whoosh! Away they go!
The Pidgey's mouth opens to reveal a windshield, giving them a view of where they're going. McGucket flips another switch, and panels slide away from the Pidgey's eyes, turning them into windows out, too. Normally, those panels make the eyes glow red, but McGucket figures the kids will appreciate the view more than intimidating laser Pidgey-eyes.]
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Heh heh heh! Aw, shucks, it was nothing!
[You good kids, you're too kind. McGucket shades his eyes with a hand, looking out for signs of approaching law enforcement with a serious scowl as the twins and their Pokemon climb in. It's gonna be a touch crowded, and it smells like motor oil and beans and unwashed hillbilly, but the cockpit will hold them all.
McGucket settles back into the rocking-chair pilot seat and flips a switch. With a hydraulic hiss, the Pidgey's head snaps back into place, latching securely to the body. He presses more buttons, and the rocket turbines roar to life. He winds his beard around the gearshift and hoots a warning.]
Hold on tight! This robomajig goes real fast!
[He scratches the side of his face, thoughtfully.]
I...probably shoulda installed some seatbelts in this thing.
[Brightly:]
...oh well!
[With a wild, raucous laugh, McGucket pulls the joystick up. They have liftoff, fellers! The Pidgeytron's claws curl into fists, the wings extend, and the contraption rises in the air. When they clear the treeline, McGucket pulls a lever, and whoosh! Away they go!
The Pidgey's mouth opens to reveal a windshield, giving them a view of where they're going. McGucket flips another switch, and panels slide away from the Pidgey's eyes, turning them into windows out, too. Normally, those panels make the eyes glow red, but McGucket figures the kids will appreciate the view more than intimidating laser Pidgey-eyes.]