diehardreaper | 004 | Sit, Stay, Heel?

[ And this video opens to the wide eyes of an eager houndour pup staring up at the screen. ]

Alright, that's it. Good boy. Stay right there.

[ As if on cue, the Houndour sits down with its eyes still glued to the screen. ]

Let's show everyone what you can do then, alright? Up you get!

[ At the command, the houndour sits up with his tail wagging furiously. ]

Good boy! Brilliant! Now the last bit... here you are. Steady as she goes then.

[ At this, Ronald places what seems to be the corner off a pokepuff on the Houndour's nose. The pokemon seems to balance it for a moment before turning his head and snapping it up for himself.... much to his trainer's disappointment. ]

Ah, blimey... Barkley, you were supposed to wait til I said you could eat it!

[ But he settles down beside the houndour, moving the Gear back to face him. ]

Gundam! Here's the pup I bought from you a while back! He's a smart little blighter... got a mind of his own sometimes though.

But... bit of a question. D'you lot know any other tricks I could teach him? Never actually had a dog before and those're a bit different'n the tricks I've taught Grim and the rest to help with my act.

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Eh? What's this then?

[ Ron'll stay where he's sitting, letting Barkley clamber onto his lap and sniff at the gear because lookit the other dog pokemon! There are pokemon on the tiny screen who aren't part of trainer or trainer's boss' team! Lookit the others, trainer! Lookit!

His little tail's going mad.... looks like it's gonna fall off if he doesn't stop because he's pretty excited too.

There's a small bark, a small yippy bark at T-Bone and Poochy in turn as a hello. ]

[If she wanted to apologize for her junior's behavior, she would. But Poochy doesn't apologize to anyone. Except Rin. And Yukio. On occasion.

She felt like a proud and regal creature. And as a proud, little pokemon, she had to do the polite thing and show everyone that she had more common sense than her trainer. Poochy barks back in a semi-friendly greeting --

WHILE T-BONE SITS UP AND WAGS HIS TAIL AND BOUNCES AROUND AND SAYS HOWDY FRIEND LOOK AT ME I'M ORANGE I'M T-BONE WHO ARE YOU WHY DID YOU GET A SNACK HOW DID YOU DO THE THING CAN I TRY THE THING LOOK LOOK I CAN DO THE THING TOO--

Poochy growls again, with just a little more bite to it this time and T-Bone backs down. But his excitement cannot be tamed.]

[ There's a whine as Barkley's trainer pulls the Gear away but it's only for a second while he finds something to prop it up with in order to give the puppy an easier time.

Once it's back down, Barkley's waddled over, plopping down in front of the screen and sniffing at his possible new friends before dropping down on his forepaws with his little butt in the air. Play! It's all play! Trainer likes play! Maybe your trainer can play too!

Sorry, Poochy. You're in the presence of children. ]

[She's surrounded by idiots.... Fine. If these children were more content with their babbling, then she should get her trainer. Certainly he'd be able to add to their noise.

...And she's sure that eventually Rin will take her side since no one likes a pokegear covered in puppy drool.

As she pads away to fetch Rin, T-Bone is already enamored with his brand new best friend 5ever. CAN I PLAY? I LIKE PLAYING! PLAYING IS FUN! AND I LIKE MY TRAINER YOUR TRAINER IS NICE HE GIVES YOU MORE SNACKS I WANT A SNACK I HAD A SNACK AND I ATE IT AND NOW ITS GONE I CAN'T FIND IT.

And he sort of goes on and on like that, fully expecting Barkley to follow.]

[ Since Barkley's all preoccupied and the Gear's propped up for him, Ron's just gonna excuse himself for a second to do things: get a drink... take a quick trip to the loo... things. Good to see his houndour's making friends, at least.

Barkley, however, is following right along with T-Bone's yapping. TRAINER'S THE BEST! WE SHOULD PLAY MORE! YOU KNOW WHAT WOULD BE FUN PLAYING WITHOUT THE TINY SCREEN! MAYBE WE CAN BATTLE SOMETIME! THEN WE CAN PLAY AND TRAINER WILL GIVE US SNACKS!

Surely his Gear may be some measure of drool-proof, right? ]

[Granted, his gear survived a harrowing journey through Ilex Forest. For it to lack a drool-proof coating would be the fault of its creators.

T-Bone is so happy~. The other pokemon on his trainer's team are loads of fun but it's been a while since there was another dog around his age group. And Barkley was just the right size too! He's about to start up a whole new topic for their conversation when the sound of footsteps could be heard coming towards the 'gear.

IT'S TRAINER!! TRAINER TRAINER TRAINER YOU CAME BACK YOU WERE GONE AND I MADE A FRIEND AND HE HAS SNACKS I'M HUNGRY AND I LIKE SNACKS CAN I HAVE ONE I LIKE THEM I LIKE THE ONES YOU MAKE MAKE ANOTHER ONE

--which essentially translates to Rin nearly getting bowled over by an over excited Growlithe. He manages to hold him back, which is no small feat considering just how much T-Bone wants to shower Rin in all the love. He laughs, "Easy, buddy! You don't wanna stick to me too!" and comes closer to the gear. He bends down to pick it up, holding it carefully in one hand.

He'd look fine if it weren't for the dedenne literally tangled in his hair. It's sticking up more than usual. Syrup, little pokemon, and static do not mix well.]

[ Ron comes back a few minutes later, settling himself down again beside Barkley who all but throws himself onto his trainer's lap, tail all wagging and tongue hanging out of his mouth.

Oh, hey that voice sounds familiar!

So he'll just go right ahead and pick up the Gear too. ]

Wotcher, Rin! Looks like one of yours made friends with Barkley here and-- hang on.

[ Give him a pause to stare at the mess. ]

...are you alright, mate? The two of you?

Wotcher! [Ron may talk funny, but he has all the cool foreign phrases. Now if only he could remember all of the other ones... Mickey wiggles and tries to escape, but after a very loud YELP from Rin, Mickey stays still.]

Oh. [Rin's not all that happy about the end result of this particular escapade. He breaks down the details with a stern frown. Mickey does his darnest to look adorable.]

Jam. It - Mickey was trying to help out and he knows he can't be there when we got stuff like that around, and - well - he fell in. Jumped on my head. It ...--I had to throw out the whole batch.

[ Have a wince from that, Rin... because that yelp sounded painful. That wince turns into bewilderment and that bewilderment soon turns into disbelief at Rin's story. ]

Blimey... that's a waste. At least Mickey's alright though, aren't you?

Tell me about it.

[He hasn't screwed up this badly at a job since a long ass time ago. And now that he has this cool and stable cooking gig, he manages to waste all of their jam.

Rin isn't feeling too good about his chances of staying as an employee of the establishment...]

He's fine, but he keeps on moving...

No harm no foul, s'long as you lot are alright, m'sure!

[ Because hey, food can be replaced. People can't. Even if it's a waste of food, at least the pokemon might be able to lick it up. ]

You know, I've one just like him... well, not exactly the same sort but she likes nesting in my hair and doesn't stay still...

[Right?! Why couldn't his ex-bosses back home understand any -- oh wait, he never really explained himself, did he...]

Y'do? Then - how do you get her out?

[Rin. Rin. Dedenne is nearly super glued to your hair. It's not the same as nesting.]

Dunno. I just... let her do her thing. She plops off eventually when she's had enough or's found something else to do.

[ Have a small amused grin though. ]

Course... we've never been held together by jam before.

004 | Sit, Stay, Heel?

ack this is too cute...

it is the fault of their trainer, most certainly...

His preciousness is contagious.

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