>>1841050Apparently, there’s a museum of natural history in the city; it has a team of researchers and top scientists as well; and last but not least, the Pokémon Gym. The leader is a young man called Bstone who uses rock type Pokémon. The way the lady talked about him, he doesn’t seem like an easy opponent. The matchups against my Pokémon don’t sound all that great against him, either. I’ll need some serious training if I want the badge.
Upon exiting the Pokémart, I hear gasps and a small crowd gathering around. I decide to go see what all the fuzz is about. I’m not very surprised to find my new friend there; the girl bug catcher. Her face is red like a tomato, but other than that there is no other sign of shame. She’s not bothering to cover herself, and just walks in a straight line as fast as she can.
Her bikini area is surprisingly reddened, and the small patch of hair she had there is now gone. My guess is that the plan of having her Butterfree use string shot on her didn’t work all that well and she accidentally waxed herself. Ouch. Our eyes meet for an instant and her expression changes from serene resignation to pure hatred… I guess I can understand why. She doesn’t stop, though; and just makes me an obscene gesture with her hand and keeps walking at a brisk pace forward.
“You know, I would’ve given you back your clothes if you hadn’t done that” I say to spite her and continue my own way, leaving her alone with the crowd following her. Nobody will mistake her for a boy from now on, I’d bet.
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“You took long enough!” Aria complains when she sees me walk to her.
“Did you see the bug catcher coming this way?” I ask her.
“Yup; she was walking funny for some reason. Poor girl, she’ll have to go through a lot to get home if she was telling the truth. Still, that could’ve been us.”
“Here go you go. Do you like it?” I hand her the dress; she immediately wears it.
