Yuya found himself taking a poll of opinions about girls and their universal need for shopping sprees in an effort to distract himself from the honorable role of pack mule for Zuzu. While one voice predictably couldn’t offer anything besides condescension and ribbing over the matter, the remaining of the peanut gallery had fairly interesting opinions to put forward.
... Well okay, the entire conversation isn't enough for ignoring the unwieldy bags and boxes weighing him down.
"Is there even a closet big enough for all this stuff, Zuzu?" Yuya predictably whined as Biribiri trotted happily alongside them (Razz in their pokeball) with a single bag hanging from their mouth. "The saying isn't to shop until I drop...!"
B - Monkeyboard (Open, CW for Underwear)
"Hey! Get back here, you!"
Wild pokemon going on a food-stealing spree isn't anything new, especially when the fruit is plentiful on Alola.
But one might be wondering what a certain tomato-headed kid's hurry is as he skates at a breakneck pace along the paved streets on his roller-boots, in hot pursuit of an orange-furred primate.
Maybe it has something to do with the fact it's wearing a pair of flowery pink panties on its head and a pair of hippo-print boxer briefs on its bottom. Briefs that now have a hole crudely made for the tail it swings on every so often- leaving its hands free for snacking on stolen nanab berries.
All in all, it tells him that this Pokemon is some kind of monkey.
"Bubblebeam!" Yuya yells up to Razz as he precariously holds up the seal like a living squirt gun.
The resulting yelp from the wild creature and fear on its face as it narrowly avoids a faceful of frothy water lets him know that it's more than likely a fire type.
[Assists are welcome, but the final catch goes to Yuya.]
C - Wildcard!
Otherwise, one might find Yuya eating at the pancake house, embarrassed when his Performals show an extreme lack of talent compared to the professional folks, or training with his current team on the beachfront.
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Yuya found himself taking a poll of opinions about girls and their universal need for shopping sprees in an effort to distract himself from the honorable role of pack mule for Zuzu. While one voice predictably couldn’t offer anything besides condescension and ribbing over the matter, the remaining of the peanut gallery had fairly interesting opinions to put forward.
... Well okay, the entire conversation isn't enough for ignoring the unwieldy bags and boxes weighing him down.
"Is there even a closet big enough for all this stuff, Zuzu?" Yuya predictably whined as Biribiri trotted happily alongside them (Razz in their pokeball) with a single bag hanging from their mouth. "The saying isn't to shop until I drop...!"
B - Monkeyboard (Open, CW for Underwear)
"Hey! Get back here, you!"
Wild pokemon going on a food-stealing spree isn't anything new, especially when the fruit is plentiful on Alola.
But one might be wondering what a certain tomato-headed kid's hurry is as he skates at a breakneck pace along the paved streets on his roller-boots, in hot pursuit of an orange-furred primate.
Maybe it has something to do with the fact it's wearing a pair of flowery pink panties on its head and a pair of hippo-print boxer briefs on its bottom. Briefs that now have a hole crudely made for the tail it swings on every so often- leaving its hands free for snacking on stolen nanab berries.
All in all, it tells him that this Pokemon is some kind of monkey.
"Bubblebeam!" Yuya yells up to Razz as he precariously holds up the seal like a living squirt gun.
The resulting yelp from the wild creature and fear on its face as it narrowly avoids a faceful of frothy water lets him know that it's more than likely a fire type.
[Assists are welcome, but the final catch goes to Yuya.]
C - Wildcard!
Otherwise, one might find Yuya eating at the pancake house, embarrassed when his Performals show an extreme lack of talent compared to the professional folks, or training with his current team on the beachfront.
[Got something else in mind? Come at me!]