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You sigh, limping to a chair and falling on it.
"I don't want anything! Except to skip dancing class. I'm injured." You sigh, falling to your side, lying against several of the folding chairs, which is not nearly as comfortable as it should be with the metal bars. "I don't want to work for you, but I can do jobs... on a case by case basis, I want to be able to refuse things if the cops show up, or it gets too mean."
"Well if your going to be called Team Lazy how do I know you aren't faking the injury, or gonna do any of the jobs you DO agree to do."
You groan. "Look in the gravel pit, theres a mountain of rocks with my blood on it... Can I just do choreography to day? Teach Gremlin and the others to dance."
"Alright.... alright." He nods. "We can do that.." He pulls out a shiny mirrored pokeball. "First, job. Delivery...." He notices your look and smirks. "You got it backwards. Hes delivering to me! Sunny Day reported some of the freshman weren't being responsible with their pokemon... and shes liberated them from their old abusers. Your job is simply to walk over, flash my Bling Ball, and trade it for the pickup. The Gym Leader gets a prize and I can take all those poor pokemon to a more responsible owner."
"And my payment?"
He shrugs. "How about this..." He pulls out a red pokeball. "Your own lotad! Just like one of mine! Specially raised Miror B special!"
>Deal
>No Deal
Regardless of your choice, for a man who is a three time criminal, Miror B is shockingly proffesional, and soon your three pokemon are staring at you from the stage. Clearly confused.
"Well first thing about dancing is working together! They have to all understand the rhythm, work together... but what that rhythm gonna be chica?"
>Something fast and poppy
>Something slow, classy, and heavy like ballroom music
>Smooth and fluid like Jazz
>Write in idk anymore im not great at music theory