>>46976851>THWACK!>Your viewing was cut short when Zoroark staggered off balance, clutching the side of her head.>The cause landed right into your lap.>A poké ball.>Surprised, the friendly jolteon bolted away at nigh incomprehensible speed across the park and out of sight.>She howled at the jolt of pain, cut short when she turned red and dissipated into the ball.>You sat there, stunned.>The red and white poké ball thrashed in your lap.>You grabbed and held it tight, afraid it falling to the ground might hurt Zoroark in some way.>With a violent pop the sphere burst open, and your still-disguised Pokémon seized your arm and held you tight.>She buried her face into your shoulder.>”Woah!” A voice from your side exclaimed.>A borderline obese teenager hobbled towards you.>Your worry turned to anger.>He saw your scowl.>”Woah, hey man!”>He raised his hands up in a submissive gesture.>”Chill, man, I was only after the jolteon.”>It had only been five seconds. >Seeing as he hadn’t apologized yet, you guessed he wasn’t going to give one.“The hell, man? What were you thinking throwing a ball with us so close?”
>”Uh, I wanted to catch the jolteon?”>”Were you listening?”>”Not interested in catching your gee eff.”>”…”“…”
>You stared each other down.>With the silence, you suddenly realized Zoroark was faking sobbing.>Tears streamed down her human face but didn’t wet your shoulder. >”Wait…”>”Balls can’t catch people…”>He took a step closer.>Zoroark took that as her cue. >”G-Get away from us, creep!” Zoroark screamed, hamming up the distressed friend act.>In an instant, she swiped the poké ball, primed it, and hurled it with all her strength at her attacker.>At this distance, she couldn’t miss. >Nailed square in the face with the ball, the top-heavy teen fell backwards.>But Zoroark didn’t end her show there.>Sounds of the telltale pop and fizzle of energy accompanied red lights appearing over the stunned man’s eyes.