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It’s Dion Patras against the world TONIGHT.
Hail to the chef.
"I got an extra Sodapop!"
"Thirio, you want some?" Thirio shook his head, disliking the taste of sweets such as soda. Fuwa Fuwa wriggled its arms excitedly, however. /Whimsiwhimmmm!!!/ Ellis giggled and sat down, "Alright.." Opening up the soda for the eagerly awaiting Pokemon, Ellis offered it to him. "DO NOT cut your lips, Fuwa. Be careful. And don't spill." Fuwa Fuwa took his sips one by one, lowering the soda. It almost slipped, and just as he fret, Thirio's left head lifted and kept the can in the brown paws of it's comrade. Thirio's crimson pupils eyed the blue-horned Grass type with a look of disciplinary caution, and all the Whimsicott could do was nervously giggle, taking another sip of his soda. Ellis, meanwhile, buried himself in his C-Gear, nibbling on a tea biscuit he'd drawn from a packet his bag.
You know, Hydreigon are known to be viscous. Unless you know them and have experience with them, it is the most important that you do not seek any contact with one because they will bite, and they will seek until they make the kill. However. Thirio is one of the biggest freaking babies of all time. This morning I was talking to my mom and he went from sitting beside me to shoving against my hand for attention to getting in my lap. All while I was talking to her. And Thirio isn't a small Hydreigon. He's around 400 pounds at over 6 feet. He's a big, Shiny, spoiled mess. He almost broke my mom's chair, which she was kind of angry about, which I don't blame her, but she swat him off my lap immediately. It was funny.
Thirio followed the Absol. He smirked. "I was once called Thirio."
Jayce grins. “My name is Jayce, if you’re wondering.” He stops, looking around to make sure there is nobody else around. “Well, Thirio, shall we get started?” Jayce jogs over to an area opposite Thirio and faces him, crouching slightly. “Ready?”
A fellow Dark-type. You look suitable, how are you?
Jayce ponders the question for a few seconds, then sighs. ”Good, I guess. I just realised that it has been a long time since I trained, and my body has become weak. Would you like to join me as my sparring partner?” Jayce smiles, gesturing for the Hydreigon to follow him.
Thirio's condition is improving!
He's eating and holding down a little food (the fact that it interests him at all is something in itself) and Nurse Joy gave him more medicine
He still wants to consume an entire barrel of water but we can't let him (hel'll over-drink at this point)
He says he's very mild-mannered for a Hydreigon and that he's actually a really big baby
I was like well you haven't seen him around other Hydreigon hah...-Laughs nervously.-
So anyway, yeah, as long as he doesn't throw up we're good.