when the world comes crashing down is it through a bang or a whisper, as the age old saying of that flickering instant, nothingness vs a grand inferno. frankly, as little as someone like chae hyungwon cared about grand philosophies already, from the look of what lay in front of him on his latest arena, both seemed feasible. the nothingness being when the lights blinked out save for the loose sparks crackling at the corners of houndoom’s jaws (a light show gone horribly wrong) and the inferno... well that was an exaggeration. but a stray fizz of lightning hit just the right fuse box to set it on fire. it was the closest to a fire move houndoom had ever managed but it just had to come with a price, cutting the contest short and ruining his day. none thanks to his dwebble.
his stupid little dwebble.
to put chaos back in chronological order before entropy amplified the mess, everything had been going rather well. they’d showcased houndoom’s bite attack and were shifting into the shocking (every pun intended) part of the contest performance where suddenly his bites packed a punch. he’d set the sparks dancing and slipped a roar in between, just getting into it, majestic with a ring of controlled electricity stood out like a fleeting mane, repelled by houndoom’s handsome rubbery collar. it was the roar that cased the problem, really, because it had all too much the opposite affect on the nearest pokemon around – hyungwon’s dwebble in the ball on his belt. it popped out, mid performance, right in the middle of arena and proceeded to hide, crying behind its pinchers while the intercepted lighting was deflected off its shell. from there to the fuse box...and the rest became a blur of fumbled apologies to small contest hall’s maintenance workers and his fellow contestants, sour disqualification for the accident weighing him down.
after leaving all he wanted was food, but dwebble had popped out again (the darn little thing just refused to stay put, trying to dangle from hyungwon’s shirt in an effort to be carried instea). “just like a baby...you cost me big time you know.” he grumbled at it, finally sitting down on a bench in town a few blocks away, and letting dwebble crawl around on his lap. it tickled, but he wasn’t too capable of laughing right then, staring at the innocent looking menace. “you want to stay with me, then you need to act good like the others. you’re a baby and all but can’t you feel secure in your ball...why do you need to be out so much.” if his words made any sense to the hermit-crab like pokemon, he couldn’t tell, and ended up leaning his head back and pinching the bridge of his nose as if that would wipe the memory away.
pity, dwebble took that as a sign that pinching was now a reasonable thing to do, and one of his claws came at hyungwon’s thigh until he yelped. “dammit! dwebble come on...” he huffed again, rubbing the spot a little to ease the pain while lazily glaring at the bug. he really wasn’t cut out for poke-motherhood.
