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Marowak roared attracting Akio's attention. "What is it bud?" They went over to see the gang. "How do I get down there?" Marowak shrugged "Marowak, Marow." (How would I know, how to get down?) Akio had one an idea...not a bright one. "We can jump!" Marowak stood still staring deeply at his trainer.
"Marowak?" (Should I take you to him?) Marowak waddled over to Lily, someone he had just met and a definite familiar face. Akio saw so many places that he had been. Goldenrod City, where he met Lyra. Ecruteak City where he fought the gym leader Morty (His Brother) and recieved Gengar as a Haunter.
Marowak turned to the Larvitar and nodded, "Marow...Marowak?" (Yes...are you owned by a trainer he knows?" Akio was gazing over Johto with the view he got. He could see so many memories in each place. And in the center of it all...Mt. Silver.
Akio searched all around the place looking for everyone. "I wonder if Teiran will pick up." He noticed his Pokegear was all scratched up but worked like a charm. He waited..."Come on pick up, pick up..." Marowak tried to cross his fingers but he only has one massive finger and a thumb so..it...
Akio continued through the area scouting with his newly evolved Marowak. "Where do you think everyone is?" Akio looked at his buddy, he was spinning around his fiery bone. "Come on...let's look."
Marowak saw Akio was happy to be back. "Hey Marowak..." Akio looked at his badges. "Do you think that Teiran could beat the champion? Gold." Marowak nodded and lit his bone. Marowak gave a gesture saying that he was going back to the tents. "Okay. Tell me if Teiran is up."
Cybonez turned toward the Rowlett that somehow got into his cupboard. "WHY ARE YOU IN MY HOUSE?" Cybonez launched a flamethrower at the dazed pokemon which is 2x effective against Rowlett. Sneal's eyes widened as he put down the plates and stared. "Hey Zia...why don't you let these two sort...
Cybonez hopped out of the kitchen straight into the dining room with two plates of nachos. "Sorry Zia, Sneal never told me about house guests." There were four chairs like there were 4 bedrooms but yeah. Sneal laughed and suggested. "Maybe...Zia and I could share...if you're cool with that..."...
Sneal blushed "M-my house? Yeah sure..." Sneal opened the door and laughed. "Come on in!" Sneal stepped inside the house and got one whiff of the cheesy nachos smell forcing him to head towards the kitchen. His house was fairly big including: a kitchen, a living room, a dining room, 2 bathrooms...
"..." Sneal was confused by what on earth was happening. "So...Zia, what were you going to say?" Cybonez had already gone inside to make his specialty, super cheesy, spicy nachos.
Sneal took them and blushed. "That is extremely convenient." Cybonez nodded after calming down a bit. "So..." Sneal looked at his house and back to Zia. "Sorry about that." Cybonez felt a sense of awkwardness so he went inside to make dinner.
Sneasel noticed the smell was gone and saw Cybonez...close to Zia, man jealousy is so stupid, but Sneasel jumped out the window anyway...and landed face first on the pavment. "DUDE! What the heck." Cybone was incredibly startled and began hyperventilating. "Sorry dude." Sneasel got up slowly but...
Sneasel smelt it and stopped breathing. "Hey bro what's up?" Cybonez asked looking at the lifeless pokemon, Sneasel finally gave in, "It's that horrible smell!" Sneasel plugged his nose and his eyes were watering. "What? I don't smell anything..." Cybonez looked at everyone in the crowd, "It's...
"Uh...sure?" Flor wasn't sure what to say..."I guess so..." They reached the Pokémon centre and Flor jumped straight in with his Archen's pokeball. "Can you take care of him please?" Flor begged as nurse joy took the pokemon to a ward. "So Thresh, what's your goal when being a trainer? Mine is...
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