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>Be me, Charm salesman from Ecruteak.
>Well-respected in my line of work.
>Get orders from all over the world, but have to deliver them personally to ensure the charms don't lose their magic.
>Get order from rich Unovan housewife.
>A fucking Entei skull, ground up to enchant a cooking pot she got, personally-signed by Lance.
>OBVIOUSLY NOT.
>Explain to her that we can't do that, and suggest a more... normal request.
>She wants 25 Magcargo shells, each enchanted to make food in her house taste better.
>Actually feasible. (The effects don't stack beyond two shells, but I'm not complaining about easy money).
>Separate 25 of these pokemon from their shells. (They didn't seem to care. The shells are just dead skin to them.)
>Package the shells with fire-resistant wrap (which you have to purchase specially for things like flame orbs).
>Fly to Alola.
>Alolan customs are a pain, but my license is valid there.
>Connect to Orre
Basically lawless. Was surprised they didn't make us pay to live long enough to see the next flight.
>Land in Unova.
>My belongings are immediately confiscated for being contraband.
>Dead skin counts because they count it as an actual shell.
>Legislators are retarded.
>Jennies question nothing in life.
>They hold it for two weeks, and I have to stay near the airport until I can get something like an "Impromptu hearing".
>Took twelve days. For just calling someone in to look at a rock and say it's not a shell.
>They finally decide I can leave with my goods, and give me a stack of paperwork to fill out.
>My customer chewed me out for being late.
>I smiled and apologized because ultimately, she paid for 12.5x as many shells as she'll ever be able to use.
Jennies drive me nuts, and my Xatu always makes a face when he sees one (which has caused us way too much trouble on its own). I love them to death and I want one for myself, but they're extreme sticklers for rules. Even the ones in Ecruteak are always chomping at the bit to screw with someone.
