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You lower your voice to a hush. "Warden B sir, respectfully... what the FUCK?" You try really hard to hiss loudly. "You gave me a <span class="mu-s">shadow pokemon</span>!"
"Ah ah ah!" He raises a finger. "Quiet down! I give you a free pokemon and you spit on my rhinestone shoes! I told you that pokemon was a tough cookie, and you are handling it perfectly well!" He stomps his foot on the ground, a loud tap sound echoing (Hes wearing rhinestone tap disco boots?) "What are you complaining about!"
"What am I complaining about?" You look around. "What SHOULDN'T I complain about! You gave my pokemon depression!"
"I did not! I found a bioengineered superpokemon and thought you should have it!" He huffs. "Shadow pokemon are NOT depressed they can't even feel depression. And I am not the one making them."
"Well, who is?"
He wags his finger. "Uh uh uh little Gurie, you think you can refuse my generous team up offer yesterday and accuse your way into compromising intel." He crosses his arms. "You either dance, or you can sit in the corner miss!"
He stops for a bit in thought. "Well no you have to dance you are in detention for remedial training... BUT the metaphor stands." Miror B smirks. "So what's it gonna be Niamic? You gonna be a hero, you gonna be cool, or you gonna mind ya business?"
>Cool! (Start the Miror B Peon questline)
>Hero! (Start the Feud!)
>Minding your own business! (You have better things to do!)
>Write in
