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>What an absolute headache of a morning.
>With Porygon somehow figuring out Larson’s credit card information, it was a mad scrabble to lock everything down.
>Kurt juggled calling both his and Larson’s banks to freeze their accounts.
>Had to dispute the thirty dollar charge earlier as well.
>He even made sure that anything else financially related couldn’t be accessed.
>Of course, each call had excessive hold times, lasting thirty to fourth-five minutes each.
>If Kurt still had hair, he was certain he’d have gone bald.
>And this was all on top of having to go about their regular duties.
>A fun, enjoyable balance between not getting fired and not losing all their money to a rogue sentient computer program.
>Larson suggested that it all wait until they either get a break or at the latest until they clock out, but Kurt didn’t want to take the chance.
>Plus, this was all his fault in the first place. He’d handle it.
>Luckily, nothing too major happened until he was mostly finished.
>Ended up getting a call about a wild Arcanine stalking around one of the parks on the edge of town.
>Standard procedure. Larson would go and intercept, see if it can be reasoned with, and let the sparks fly if it couldn’t.
>Kurt would be almost a mile away, providing oversight and sniper support.
>Kurt wasn’t too worried, if things came to blows it would only take a single hydrosnipe to knock it out.
>Gotta love super effectiveness.
>So Kurt worked on his last call while out on his perch, making sure his paypal was sealed shut, just in case.
>”Yeah, scam situation, I guess you could say. Just need everything locked down in case they try to access the accou-“
>He was interrupted by the crash of several lightning bolts streaking from the sky.
>His nictitating membranes lowered as he gazed at the unfolding scene at the park.
>Larson was clashing fang and claw with a massive Arcanine, at least two heads taller than the Luxray.
