>>15802381You bid Dr. Snugglykins farewell so that he can attend to the rest of his sickly loser patients, despite finding a psychiatry degree on his wall. You also would have asked him for a lollipop, but you potential waifu is suffering and you can't waste anymore time, true love is top priority!
Or something like that.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ePGeSXPl48kThe trek from the Pokemon Center to the Fossil Lab isn't that long, you're already inside the laboratory faster than you can say "sexually salacious Surskits sucked Simon south of Sinnoh".
Throughout the way, an increasing disturbance follows you, or to be specific, follows Miss.
"Booooouaaaaaaaaafff.......oooaouaaaffff....."
Furfrou has let his zombified-self out of his pokeball to check on his fair trainer, though he only succeeds in discomforting her. You know damn well she could release the mutt anytime she wants, but she's far too nice, far too kind to do such a thing.
Even to...THAT.
"Boooauaafff....OOOOUAF-BOUFAF..."
Tongue limp and lashed out, he nudges Miss Leading's legs with his bushy bug-ridden hair. She shivers but tries to make small-talk, "Um...H-Hello?"
"Booooaouaaaaaaaaaffff..." he groans, desperately concerned for the well-being of his lady. He's so worried, that he doesn't even noticed that one of his eyes has popped out of its socket and is hanging off of it like a yo-yo.
Talk about Baby-Doll Eyes...
A) Talk to the lanky, thin-haired scientist. He's a nerd so he has to know his shit.
B) Talk to the STRONG, EUPHORIC, TRUE, and HONEST
black woman scientist who graduated from Harvard.
C) Talk to the sweaty Hiker.
D) Get Furfrou away from u're waifu.