Perfect...just fluffing perfect....Jolty grumbled to himself. His project wasn't going well. The wiring was cutting out again...."To be fair, the thing is almost 80 years old, but, still...." As he reconnected the split ends, he thought of that Umbreon girl, Onyx. She seemed close to that Sceptile fellow, but where they any closer? But why would he care? It wasn't as though he liked her romantically, the thought was preposterous. She was just a nice gal. That was it. Jolty reconnected the wiring fully. Testing it, the switch activated, and the only functional propeller began to sputter and make noise loudly. Excited, Jolty flipped the switch off, and reached into his toolbox. Soon...