You look at Jangmo-o. She was integral to your win, and is one of the apex pokemon of the alola region, one of those super pokemon people spend years hunting down. And you have one. And you are going to give it up.
"Sorry Miror. But that sounds like work, and well..." You shrug. "I am my father's kid."
Miror raises his shades and gives you a [i:lit]look[/i:lit] before shrugging. "Que sera sera! You want to be your own woman. I feel that. Then forget I ask... but, mon cheri, do not forget." He waves you off, turning around. "You still have detention, you are not rid of work just because you do not want to be my peon. But for tonight, you are free. Enjoy your dinner."
You curtsy. "Thank you teacher." And leave, Tom following behind.
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You think back to Miror's vague weirdness, and your Gremlin's behavior. "Yeah... hes pretty droopy for a dark type... or a fairy even." Hes not lax, or impish or brash... hes just... apathetic.
"Hold on." You scan the room and wave at Carrie whose sitting with a bandage on her cheek, talking to some tall guys in a purple vest and a orange undershirt.
Tom whispers. "Those are Ghast gangers. The ones in jumpsuits are second chanseys, the choke crew wear overalls, and we Darknoirs have jackets and stripes."
"What about the Trick Room"
"Foil and straightjackets."
Wow you lucked out not being here.
Carrie nods to one of the Ghastgangers, a obese one eating from a large pot with a ladle, and heads over to you.
You look down on your well spent meal. Sure you got your potatoes you guess, but mostly you got icecream.
The Brain Lockdown Sundae!!! Its got chocolate! Mint! Two cones shoved in it, and whipped cream! Its great.
You let Gremlin out of his ball and hand him a big cone of your food. He stares at it before slowly licking the icecream.
"You... got a impidink?" Carrie said frowning. "Why is he... slow?"
"Oh hes actually very fast." you say balancing a mountain of whipped cream on your spoon. 'He's just..."
You think back. Miror B said he was a very special pokemon, and he is... but his behaviors so stilted... almost like he doesn't have any emotion...
Or... his hearts been... locked.
"Oh Arceus." You look at the Impidimp with your Witchsight, and taking out your sewing supplies, you make a pink cloth doll of the impidimp.
You cant see it from the pokemon, he looks normal, if not liftless, but dark energy spills from your doll. No... not dark.
"Shadow..." you whisper.
You look at Gremlin, the shadow impidimp stares back, a dribble of chocolate sauce drips onto the floor.
"Im."
>T-tom what do I do?>Well... your still my problematic fav Gremlin! I don't care if your hearts been locked by a faceless megacorp>Hehe... good thing I didn't take Miror B's offer right heheheh...>Play it straight, nothing is wrong with impidimp and nothing will stay wrong if you just leave it alone and dont freak out in a public venue! D100 composure>>5477061Man if i didnt drop this id have had you lol
