'Yup. Today has just solidified itself as the weirdest day of my life.'
Rowan could only watch in confusion and slight amusement at the unorthodox performance of the Leafeon before him. Yet, with all his prancing and singing, Rowan found himself looking off in a completely different direction, one where he felt someone was watching. Stalking them from behind the cover of brush. The Scizor was just about to walk over there and investigate himself, when he began to feel the ground shake.
"WHAT THE HELL-""GRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAVES!!!"
Turning back to the Leafeon, Rowan noticed the new addition of vines popping out of the ground like Digletts. The infected pokemon didn't seem to care, though, as it continued on with its song as if nothing was happening....Okay well, maybe it did notice as the grin on its face got wider and wider, until-
The ground had decided now was the time to shake like hell and before he knew it, a pair of leaf-like arms and one hell of a jaw broke ground, exposing a Carnivine as big as a Tyranitar. Atop the beast was the Leafeon himself, a grin upon his face."Speaking of robbing graves...Meet...Audrey!"
The Carnivine seemed to acknowledge the introduction with a healthy roar and a good vine thumpin'.
"This is AUDREY?!" 'Jesus! What in the Sam Hell did I just get myself into?!'
At this point, the Scizor was pretty damn tense by the appearance of the newcomer/infected.
"ARE YOU FU-KIDDING ME?! AUDREY'S THE NAME OF DAMN LILLIPUP! THIS, THIS,"
Rowan's claws were pretty much flying all over the place at this point, "IS NOT A FUCKING LILLIPUP! THIS IS A GODDAMN HULK!"
The Bug-Type's nerves were running pretty high, and he was just about to faint from the minor aneurism he felt was coming on, until he caught sight of the Voltorb that was rolling its way toward them."Mind a new member to your group?"
Its metic voice running shivers down the Scizor's spine, reminding him of his days in the hell he'd lived in for a few years. Yet, even so, Rowan had begun to unwind and walked over to the Electric-type.
"You sure you wanna get stuck with us?" The Scizor was rather hesitant in letting this one tag along. Not because the guy reminded him of his past. No, he was kind of over that, but Rowan didn't really want the Electrode to deal with the weird, risky shit that they may both have to deal with, having two infected partners-in-crime hanging around them.
The Scizor was just about crouch down to look Voltorb, eye-to-eye, when he felt another faint touch. Immediately, the Bug-type straightened and began to scrutinize their surroundings, eyes narrowing at the bush he'd seen rustle."GODDAMMIT! STOP PLAYING WITH ME! I KNOW YOU'RE THERE!"
He'd just about had it with this cat and mouse shit, and started on his way, stomping over to the bushes with the intent on finding who the hell had the nerve to mess with the Scizor.
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