>>49006758>Didn't really go into to much detail on the subject.>She was still a bit weirded out at the time.The purple sludge monster slowly moved over the entire trash like body and started to tear it down with its strong toxins.
The man listened as the screams only got louder and louder until he couldn't take it anymore, so jumped up and grabbed a nearby bottle. With all his might he smashed the bottle onto the side of the Grimer's head. It really didn't do much damage, but it scared it enough to let go of the Trubbish and scurry off.
As the plastic bags that make up the Pokemons body are usually a bit ripped, it took a double-take to see that it was partially melted. It was just the plastic so thankfully it was none the worse for wear.
After confirming the Pokemons condition, the tired man just turned around went back to his dinner.
The Trubbish still lay in fear and trembled a little before it realized the Grimer was gone. Its little eyes reopened to see the saviour of the day digging in the trash close by.
With a little skip in its step, it walked over to the human and tried to give it a heartfelt thanks, but was promptly ignored. There was no way the Pokemon was going to go anywhere without a proper thank you for saving its life and starts climbing up the side of the dumpster.
In the corner of the man's eye, the Trubbish slowly comes into view. Waving its little trash-filled appendages. A scoff is all that comes out of his mouth before ignoring the Pokemon once again.
At this point, the little trash pile is getting frustrated and jumps onto the back of the dumpster diver's back. Gripping tightly on his shirt.
The human can't ignore it now and slowly grabs the Pokemon off his shirt and sits back down next to him. He tells the Trubbish if it behaves it can sit with him.
It happily obliges.
The two spend time together over the course of an hour. Becoming closer and closer with each minute.