Give 'em hell for me.

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Give 'em hell for me.
Peeking up at him, she watched as he beamed with the most sincere smile she'd ever seen cross his face. She had prepared herself for the teasing, the gloating, the usual responses...but she wasn't prepared for this.
"Okay, Danny."
(art of chap 20, "No Question" in @vore-toast's wonderful completed g/t story, In The World of Monsters.)
problem: danny needs to move around quickly and none of her giant friends are around.
solution: hamster ball.
Mobility: 7/10
Dignity: 0/10
Happy Halloween from Danny and the rest of the crew!
(Don't worry, it's an electric candle.)
While I'm working on the actual answer to that Pokemon ask, I thought I'd drop a little thing I've been working on in the meantime. Danny would absolutely have a big fuck-off Pokemon to help her get around and beat up Team Rocket with her. You may be able to guess which Rocket executive she's targeting here.
Just a quick sketch from today, and a reminder to pause and take a breath. It's gonna be okay.
Hey, villains have hobbies too!
Christopher is officially an executive of Team Rocket, but at home he also has a collection of Pokemon to help him in the kitchen. Everyone thought having a bake sale for Team Rocket was "stupid" and "childish" and "grounds for demotion" until they actually tried the things Christopher made.
(He doesn't man the actual booths, though. That's what grunts are for.)
All the stockings were hung by the chimney with care...
...and so was a human. Now, who put her there?