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You cross your arms and stare up at the disco devil, "Now hold on there tiny dancer!" You puff your cheeks in a pout. "You know what? Everyone seems to be trying to recruit me or shoot me because I'm my dad's kid."
You pound your chest, with a soft boing, "Well... I am! And that means I don't work for you! I don't work at all! And if I have to work, then I work for me! Or my dad!" You point at Miror B. "And if being cool requires betraying that then I don't want to be cool!"
"Oooh, you have a lot of bite for a sugar cookie." Miror B glares at you past his shades. "You want to tango."
You shake your head. "No actually. I don't know who you work for, Cipher, Rocket, maybe you even work for my dad and I don't know... or maybe yourself! But if I am going to form a new branch of Team Lazy, I can't work for you! At best I can work with you." Granted youd rather just not work.
"Oh and what do you want then? A paycheck? More pokemon." He takes his shades off and puts them away. "That little dragon friend of yours?"
>Yeah actually... give me Jangmo-o back!
>I want a henchmen! Real human ones who can bolster my team.
>I don't want anything I am not working for you, just give me a job I can turn down or not on a case by case basis!
>I want to not have to do dance class today! My back hurts
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>I just dont want to work for you right now! I have to establish ME first.
>I want those team rocket types off my back.
