#make-it-trouble

[shadyxdealings-blog]

@make-it-trouble

[[ you were wrong if you thought I wasn’t going to draw both your beans ]]

[bravepurplemouse-moved]

@make-it-trouble “WAH!” Jasmine found herself trapped without warning, a cage seeming to have sprung up around her. Her morning was quickly going from bad to worse. It was one thing that she’d been unable to find food the night before, but now on the way home she’d stumbled into this mess.

Scratching furiously at the bars of the cage, Jasmine growled, cursing herself for not being more aware of her surroundings. Fastening her teeth around one of the bars, the tiny rodent began gnawing through the metal. This would take a while.

And a while she didn’t have. Shortly after setting to work on the bar her ears twitched at the sound of approaching footsteps.

[littleoldtrainer]

@make-it-trouble

Dorothy smiled down at the grass-type, kneeling down for a moment to give him a pat on the head.

“He’s in excellent condition! He reminds me of my little Georgie when he was a Bayleef.” Standing up, she retrieved a pokeball from her bag, releasing the Pokemon within in a flash of red light.

Next to the older woman now stood a Meganium, old but tough. With a yawn he looked around, gaze eventually resting on the smaller grass type.

“What’s your name dear? I’m Dorothy.” She held out a hand towards the other, while next to her Georgie did the same, extending a vine to Percival and uttering a greeting.

[dxta-lxgged]

@make-it-trouble​ 𝕤𝕚𝕘𝕟𝕖𝕕 𝕚𝕟.

He stared down at the so-called scientist for a few long silent moments before checking the clipboard he was given. Flipping the papers slowly several times.

Was this really what Team Rocket allowed to join in the ranks? Especially join within one of their best branches? ..Well... he wasn’t the one in charge, it wasn’t his decision. So what did he have to complain?

“Ted Falsey. Registration number 79. Scientist..?”

Without waiting for a reply the grunt goes back to his clipboard and flips through the papers again. Going over yet again his reasoning for being there and what he needed to do. Obviously he had to collect data for another report, but he also needed to gather some information from and of the younger man.

How he was to get that information depended on how cooperative the other was going to be. He had no problem doing it the easy way or the hard way.

“I have a few questions to ask you.”

[shadyxdealings-blog]

make-it-trouble replied to your post: [[ I think for the record it should be noted that:...

//Ted will only kill you if you remind him of ur meanness to him. Otherwise Ghost is just a pest!! An abhorrent, inferior pest!! *hisses probably*

[[ Ted is much more harmless in Ghost’s opinion than Proton is tbh.

Ted just barks while Proton bites. Proton’s sticks and stones may break his bones but Ted’s words will never hurt him. :> ]]

[bravepurplemouse-moved]

Ted is just laying out some mouse traps. Literally everywhere. He looks really pleased with himself... How is he going to get back to his desk?

This was going to be good.

She’d been watching him set these mouse traps for a while, apparently unnoticed in the open doorway.

Now he was effectively trapped himself, a field of mouse traps between him and his desk. He hadn’t even laid them out all that well.

As if to prove a point Jasmine began to weave her way in between the traps, her far smaller size making it easy to avoid setting any off. Leaping up onto Ted’s chair, she turned around and waited to see how he would react.

[shadyxdealings-blog]

make-it-trouble replied to your post: make-it-trouble replied to your post: [[ //w h e e...

//i mean he -would- be confused hahaha. he would probably literally faint

[[ p l e a s e ]]

[shadyxdealings-blog]

make-it-trouble replied to your post: [[ //w h e e z e @make-it-trouble​ I was looking...

//make ur dreams come troo ghost kiss him. he flosses, promise. Just… uh, be prepared.

[[ Ted shouldn’t have to deal with Ghost’s crap.

He doesn’t deserve a Sweet Kiss from the garbage grunt. ]]