“Eureka!” Exclaimed Loyd, “this device is fool-proof! I can’t believe that it actually worked!” Loyd danced around his lab with joy. He’d actually managed to communicate with a pokemon verbally after so many years of not understanding their language. It was like the last barrier between human and pokemon understanding one another was finally broken. Once everyone started using his invention, then the whole world would become much more peaceful between humans and pokemon.
Now, he just needed the trainers whom he invited specifically to be the first users of his machine, other than his own use of it earlier of course.
The scientist stood in front of his contraption with his hands on his hips. The device was a large cylindrical chamber that took up most of the space in his laboratory. Wires and pipes were attached to the chamber from the walls and roof. Despite how messy it looked outside, the inside of the chamber was kept pristine. There was enough room in there for multiple trainers and pokemon of average height. There wasn’t much room for, say, an Onyx, but Loyd simply hoped that the trainers he chose for this would have at least one pokemon that wouldn’t break through his ceiling.
“Great! It’s all set!” He adjusted the bow tie that he wore over his lab coat then pushed his glasses further up the bridge of his nose. “Now where are those trainers?”
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“Well, well, well,” Diana chimed as she stood in front of the laboratory. “This must be the place.” She had one hand on her hip while the other held the invitation that she’d received from the professor. Now that she’d found the place, she crumpled up the flyer and tossed it into the nearest trashcan. “I hope the inside looks better than the outside. Don’t you agree Charlene?”
Charlene slithered her way up to her trainer. She slowly and skillfully coiled herself upward around the girl. Diana held her hands out to each side so as to ensure her Arbok was able to climb her efficiently. Charlene wrapped herself around the dancer’s bare midsection, then her chest. Afterwards the snake wrapped the rest of her tail around her trainer’s arm and let any remainder after that hang down.
Diana would be the first to admit that Arbok wasn’t exactly weightless. Had she not been holding her since they were both young, this weight would have easily been too much for her.
Charlene placed her jaw on top of Di’s head, her forked toung protruding from her mouth every so often as a look of satisfaction washed over her face.
“I hope you have prepared a speech for me, my sweet.” Diana raised her free arm and delicately brushed the top of her pokemon’s head. “It will be quite enjoyable to hear your true criticism of our dancing. Only then will we be able to come up with our most beautiful dance yet.”
“Chaarbok,” Charlene responded.
Now, he just needed the trainers whom he invited specifically to be the first users of his machine, other than his own use of it earlier of course.
The scientist stood in front of his contraption with his hands on his hips. The device was a large cylindrical chamber that took up most of the space in his laboratory. Wires and pipes were attached to the chamber from the walls and roof. Despite how messy it looked outside, the inside of the chamber was kept pristine. There was enough room in there for multiple trainers and pokemon of average height. There wasn’t much room for, say, an Onyx, but Loyd simply hoped that the trainers he chose for this would have at least one pokemon that wouldn’t break through his ceiling.
“Great! It’s all set!” He adjusted the bow tie that he wore over his lab coat then pushed his glasses further up the bridge of his nose. “Now where are those trainers?”
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“Well, well, well,” Diana chimed as she stood in front of the laboratory. “This must be the place.” She had one hand on her hip while the other held the invitation that she’d received from the professor. Now that she’d found the place, she crumpled up the flyer and tossed it into the nearest trashcan. “I hope the inside looks better than the outside. Don’t you agree Charlene?”
Charlene slithered her way up to her trainer. She slowly and skillfully coiled herself upward around the girl. Diana held her hands out to each side so as to ensure her Arbok was able to climb her efficiently. Charlene wrapped herself around the dancer’s bare midsection, then her chest. Afterwards the snake wrapped the rest of her tail around her trainer’s arm and let any remainder after that hang down.
Diana would be the first to admit that Arbok wasn’t exactly weightless. Had she not been holding her since they were both young, this weight would have easily been too much for her.
Charlene placed her jaw on top of Di’s head, her forked toung protruding from her mouth every so often as a look of satisfaction washed over her face.
“I hope you have prepared a speech for me, my sweet.” Diana raised her free arm and delicately brushed the top of her pokemon’s head. “It will be quite enjoyable to hear your true criticism of our dancing. Only then will we be able to come up with our most beautiful dance yet.”
“Chaarbok,” Charlene responded.
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