>>19819344https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Rk1P6T9zHlY"Shitshitshitshitshit--Eeeeeep!"
Right in the middle of what was supposed to a casual day waiting for the gym leader to return, a girl clad ONLY in bra and panties runs down the street and unintentionally clashes into you after taking too much time looking back at the runts chasing her.
"W-What the!?"
Your confusion only expands to the height of Mount Olympus upon seeing just who's collided into you.
"A-Amélie, what the hell are you doing here?!"The partially-naked Ace Trainer rubs her head for a few seconds before making contact with your face. As soon as her eyes meet yours, a beet red blush covers her entire face, and that's when her foot donks instinctively donks you in the face.
"Y-You?!" she cries, "Dammit! I'm already in deep trouble now, I-I didn't need you popping up too!"
The girl attempts to make another run for it and leave you to your injuries, but she finds that you've taken up too much of her escape time. The distance she once had has been swallowed up, three trident-wielding goons surround her and you by extension, wearing helmets that resemble Wailords.
"Aha! Gotcha now lassie!" yells the big, dumb one in a big, dumb tone.
"Ain't nowhere ya can run! Master demands pleasure!" shouts the short, midget-y one in a shrill hamster-tier voice.
"..."
The third one is silent for comedic effect. He's otherwise tall, dark, but certainly not handsome. He has a whale for a face.
"Sc-Screw off! I've got better things to do than to mess with that jerk!" although almost naked and embarrassed as fuck, Amélie continues to uphold her arrogance.
Big dumb fatso holds up his trident, which the other two mimic, "Oi then, 'das how it is, huh? Fine, we can take a pipsqueak like you on! Ain't no scar on me protocol!"
A) Always defend a lady in need!
B) Flee, nigga, flee!
C) Let her handle herself.
