Harry giggled for a second, before going over to help up her downed boyfriend.
"C'mon, I didn't throw it that hard, did I?"
Milo huffed lightheartedly, bopping him gently with the offending Frisbee.
"No, but it did hit me in the face, love. Don't worry, I'm fine, I can handle it."
"... Your eyeshadow's messed up."
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Discharge paced outside of the office for a bit. Thunder... Well. He didn't like being interrupted, not at all. But it was necessary. They took a deep breath before knocking on the door.
The scientist let his shoulders relax somewhat, walking into the office. There the other was, expression stern.
"Well? I assume you didn't come here to say hello."
"Uh? No. Daffodil is... Being Daffodil again."
"You mean you can't handle her again, then. You're more professional than this, figure it out yourself."
The scientist pressed his lips into a fine line, huffing, before turning around and leaving. It was better not to test his boss.
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Apollo ran into the alleyway, panting.
"Eh, fuck, though those apes saw something... I'm assuming I overreacted, hm?"
He sighed, pulling out one of his PokéBalls and tossing the Pokémon inside out. Toxtricity. It looked less than pleased, eyebrow quirked in silent question. It looked at Apollo, making a few noises at it.
"I know I fucked uo, geez, don't use that language at me dude. 'Sides, we can just go to another town, can't we?"
The Pokémon made more noises in reply, sounding somewhat annoyed. Apollo grumbled, before... Making noises similar to it back, as if conversing with it. After a few minutes of conversation, and a staring contest that lasted less than a minute, the man sighed, giving in.
"Fine. I'll be more careful next time, Mom."
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The abandoned laboratory. Silent, nothing living in it... Until today, that was. The Pokémon looked around, somewhat confused.
"... Alright, where in the fuck am I? Last I remember were all of those... Scientists. This is not the fucking lab."
It tried to move around, grumbling when it found that he couldn't.
"A TV? Really? God fucking dammit. First there's no one around, and now I can't even get out of this... Of course. Just my luck. Hopefully someone shows up at some point and just bashes this thing open..."