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She hatched. About time, too.
[ The sound of rustling grass greets the feed, and the sight of a blue, cloudless sky.
Wait, wasn't it raining?
Either way, there's Nero--or not, as the gear is turned very rapidly away from him and towards a small, sleek Charmander sitting at his feet. She looks up at him and bares her teeth, snapping them shut with audible clicks in a display of fierceness that only comes off as cute. Nero chuckles at the display. ]
Feisty. Now c'mon, show me what you got.
[ The camera casually follows the Charmander as she pushes away from her trainer and strides purposefully over to the source of the rustling noise--Buster the Bagon, facing off a group of Rattata. He's a tough little customer, snapping at them when they get too close, but they're giving him a run for his money. He's isn't exactly outnumbered, considering he's almost halfway to his first evolution, but it's a tough fight for a Bagon alone. Between the two of them, though it should be a piece of cake.
Except the Charmander doesn't fight alongside Buster so much as ram him right out of the way.
The Rattata are unsure what to make of the new challenger, who, for all extents and purposes, is a newborn. And then she opens her mouth, and the Flamethrower that emerges chars the area around it to within a five-foot radius. The few Rattata left standing at the edges of the blast area are wise enough to turn back.
Buster looks vaguely bumbfounded, eyes wide. Nero whistles appreciatively as the Charmander returns for a well-earned scratch to her chin. ]
Now that's what I'm talking about! Not bad, Red. The weather was a nice touch.
[ Red croons and nuzzles into Nero's hand. When Buster approaches, apparently looking for his own petting, she swats him in the leg with her tail. Nero makes a hum of amusement and switches off the feed. ]
[ The sound of rustling grass greets the feed, and the sight of a blue, cloudless sky.
Wait, wasn't it raining?
Either way, there's Nero--or not, as the gear is turned very rapidly away from him and towards a small, sleek Charmander sitting at his feet. She looks up at him and bares her teeth, snapping them shut with audible clicks in a display of fierceness that only comes off as cute. Nero chuckles at the display. ]
Feisty. Now c'mon, show me what you got.
[ The camera casually follows the Charmander as she pushes away from her trainer and strides purposefully over to the source of the rustling noise--Buster the Bagon, facing off a group of Rattata. He's a tough little customer, snapping at them when they get too close, but they're giving him a run for his money. He's isn't exactly outnumbered, considering he's almost halfway to his first evolution, but it's a tough fight for a Bagon alone. Between the two of them, though it should be a piece of cake.
Except the Charmander doesn't fight alongside Buster so much as ram him right out of the way.
The Rattata are unsure what to make of the new challenger, who, for all extents and purposes, is a newborn. And then she opens her mouth, and the Flamethrower that emerges chars the area around it to within a five-foot radius. The few Rattata left standing at the edges of the blast area are wise enough to turn back.
Buster looks vaguely bumbfounded, eyes wide. Nero whistles appreciatively as the Charmander returns for a well-earned scratch to her chin. ]
Now that's what I'm talking about! Not bad, Red. The weather was a nice touch.
[ Red croons and nuzzles into Nero's hand. When Buster approaches, apparently looking for his own petting, she swats him in the leg with her tail. Nero makes a hum of amusement and switches off the feed. ]