stitchedupbodyguard | 6th blade [Goldenrod city/Video]

[It's pretty darn late. It was basically midnight, and apparently someone got the idea that it would be fun to broadcast a video. Oh well, maybe it's fun?

It was dark, though. Wherever the video screen pointed almost nothing was visible, only the darkness and shadows elongated by the light coming from the Pokegear screen. A light, almost impish laughter could be heard from behind the screen, though. So that meant someone, or something was obviously controlling this.

And then, it moves, very quickly, everything in the gear's view blurs together until it finally settles and is set down some distance away, which finally shows something that's visible, and not darkness and shadows: Veronica. The trainer was fast asleep on a couch underneath a blanket, cuddling three Pokemon because that was almost the norm in this world. A young looking Mareep, curled up into a ball of fluff at her legs. A Ralts, cuddling into the crook of one of her arms. And a Happiny, that seemed to be differently colored, in her other arm. All of them looked quite content at the moment.

At least, until Wicked G poked his head into the frame, obscuring the frame for just a moment with his wide grin. He was followed shortly by 2shade, who seemed just as excited as her brother at what they were scheming up.

Both of them here holding markers in their hands.

Wicked G waved it at his trainer like a conductor's baton, explaining something in pokemon speak before it was obscured by his infectious laughter. He floated over to his trainer and removed the cap from the marker while 2shade kept her eye on the Pokegear.

Maybe someone should do something. Maybe.]

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[It isn't Neku that responds, but his Persian, who being a cat is up all hours getting into shit]

At least don't draw something crass.

[2shade looks surprised when she hears the Persian reply. They... didn't actually expect someone to say anything.]

Ssshhhh! Be quieter then that, catbro! We can't wake stitchsis up.

Hehehehe. But crass things are funny!

[She lowers her voice to a purr]

It's low humor. Easy.

[2shade thinks about this, and looks to almost say something until Wicked G bumps back into view.]

Heeey, bring that smile up, sister. Humor is as humor does, right? You got to learn to laugh at all kinds of things.

[Bell sighs, but shrugs]

I can't really argue that point.

[He nods, happy to see the agreement, more or less.]

Awesome. You got any suggestions, pokesis?

Hmm....whiskers.

[He snickers, giving a wink.]

Classic! You're a natural at this already, Catman.

[He floats back to Veronica, moving like a shadow in the dark light, illuminated only by his eyes and grin. 2shade moved the Pokegear a little closer to give a better view as they got to work.

It was going pretty good, until Veronica seemed to stir in her sleep.

Then everything froze.]

[For...whatever reason, Utako, Sayaka's Altaria, just so happens to be awake and on her trainer's Gear. She chirps apprehensively, a concerned look on her face.]

Oh dear, you mustn't do that to your trainer! That's rather rude!

[Oh! More Pokémon friends to watch the show! 2shade was overjoyed to see the Altaria, and gave her a welcoming smile. Or maybe it was her regular face. It was unclear when it came to Gengar.]

Eh? But, it's so much fun! Seeing the surprise on her face, you should try it!

[Altaria would be pleased, too, if...she weren't fussing currently.]

But it...it's quite rude! Would you be pleased if someone drew on your face without your knowledge?

[The two ghost pokemon share a look.

...Hmmm....

And then they look back at her, each one giving a nod.]

Totally, birdsis.

A pokemon's face is, like, a canvas for art or something like that.

[They were taking this seriously. Maybe.

In the background, Altaria might have been able to see something stir.]

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