Poocheyna let Camille pet him.
"That might just be it!" Rose laughed.
Poocheyna growled and bit Camille. "Pooch!" Scolded Rose.
"Professor Birch~!" Eliot calls, walking towards the lab. "I'm ready for my starter, and-" Then he notices the girls. "Hark! What visions af pure beauty grace my visage! Que pasa, mon cherry?" He asks the girls, simultaneously managing to abuse three languages.
Camille withdrew her hand quickly, and turned at the voice. She got up, and got in Eliot's face. "I know you weren't talking to me like that, you little bishounen twit!" She shouted at him.
Calvin walked up quickly to Eliot,getting in front of Camille protectively. "Watch it, buddy. I will not have any girly boy , or any boy PERIOD, flirting with my sister! You'd have to kill me first." He growled.
"Not to be rude, Rose, but I've taken a lot of attacks, and I'm still standing." Calvin said, not taking his eyes off Eliot. "Now, back off and apologize, and we'll be cool, so long as it doesn't happen again. Comprende?"
"I'd listen to him if I were you. If you don't back off, you'll have both of us to deal with." Camille said, glaring at Eliot from behind Calvin.
"What did I do?" Eliot asks, dumbfounded. "I simply find the feminine form to be the greatest of all Arceus' works of art, and as such, it's praises must be sung to all. If it offends you, I'll certsinly stop, though I don't see how 'vision of beauty' is an insult."
Calvin shrugged. "It's not 'vision of beauty' that's insulting, it's the fact you're coming off as flirtatious towards my sister." He said, arms crossed.
"As long as I don't catch you looking or flirting, we won't have any problems." Camille added in. "I don't think he was trying to flirt, he's just misunderstood." She whispered to Calvin, then turned to Eliot. "He gets worked up over the smallest implications that someone is trying to flirt."
"Really now? Speaking of 'working up', how'd you like me to work my foot up your ass?" Calvin said, laughing.
"Maybe later, I need to get a Pokedex. KIAI!" Eliot says, as he kicks in the door and draws a 10mm pistol, then points it at Birch. "Alright, hand over a pokedex and nobody gets hurt. I hear that normally trainers have to battle to the death to get one, but I'm in a good mood today, so lets make an exception, shall we?"
Kyle and his Treecko had arrived at Professor Birch's lab, wondering where he was.
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"No, it's intentionally meant as a joke. Laugh. 'Foot in your ass' jokes are always funny." Calvin said.
"But, as with all jokes, there's a time and place for them. The 'working up' comment was a prime opportunity." Camille said.
"Oh, and I was totally flirting, by the way." Eliot says, looking back over his shoulder as he holds the gun sideways, gangsta style, not seeming to notice that it is made of translucent green plastic and only loaded with water.
"That's crossing the line right there. Apologize, and we'll be cool. Last chance." Calvin said, a fearsome edge in his voice. He took a step forward. "Oh,. ad you may as well put the water gun down. It won't do anything but..." Calvin's eyes flashed as he took another step, positioning himself yet again between Eliot and Camille. "You won't get that chance."
"Apologize, and promise not to do it again, and I might not crush them." Camille said, making a crushing motion with her hand, making it clear what she was talking about. She stepped forward, standing a foot away.
I reached prof birch's lab. I accidentally bumped on a guy that standing in front of the lab with his treecko. "Sorry." I said. My somewhat evil purple eyes stared at his treecko. "... You have a treecko? Interesting." I said. "Oh, I'm Sorry. Just, ignore me." I grinned.
"I'm a little busy right now." Eliot says, grabbing a pokedex, but tripping over a Lotad as he leaves.
"A Lotad what the-" He says, picking it up by the tail. "You're gonna be my first pokemon! Your name is...Big Poppa!" He says, hugging it, as it stares vacantly.