Hello, Angel. Forgive me for the random call, particularly since I know it's been a while since we've spoken...ah, I just wanted to let you know that your...father contacted me about making and sending treats off to people.
[...]
And you were one of them. So...I wanted to give you a heads up in case he were to contact you about it later or anything like that.
[Angel chewed on her lip as she concerned the question. Pale fingers fidgeted with one another, leaving her gear to sit on her lap. Three times she replayed the message, hoping that each time, the content would change.]
[After the third, she lifted the gear. Briefly, she toyed with the idea of telling Botan to forget the order, refund her portion or at least just... eat it herself. Angel wouldn't dare invoke her father's wrath on the poor woman. Especially not after sticking her neck out for the girl.]
Thank you Botan. [Her voice was slow and hesitant.] I appreciate the heads up. It was... good if you to do that.
[She won't even lie to herself, it's scary as hell, and Botan doesn't exactly have a strong network around her anymore for protection. She has her Pokemon, sure, but she doesn't want them to suffer either. The object is to keep people safe.]
Not at all, I...probably should have refused on your behalf, but then--then I don't know what awful things he would have done to you afterward. [She fiddles nervously with her hair, unseen, twisting a lock tightly and pulling.]
I don't have to address it as from him if you want. He wanted me to send it directly to you, so...I can just address it as from me and he wouldn't have to know there was interference.
No it's... It's fine. [At the very least, she and Jack were in a neutral enough period. But Botan's response threatened to shake those feelings away.]
[The truth was, Angel wasn't the only one that Jack could hurt. Botan might have been worried about that, but Angel was worried about her in turn. Jack was exceptionally good at finding things out, and she wouldn't dare subject to the woman to anything from him.]
I think I have an idea of what I can do, then. [Jack also said that she likes cute Pokemon, but no way in hell is that going to be brought up.] You take care of yourself and stick with your friends, all right?
[GOOD MORNING ANGELS, today starts with a Honchkrow rapping at the door and leaving a package addressed specifically to her. Inside, Angel will find white chocolates shaped into Alolan form Vulpix and milk chocolates with caramel fillings in the shape of Cleffa. It comes, of course, with a card that says simply "From Jack" but--what's this? There's another note with it.
"If you need anything, somewhere quiet or somewhere that smells nice, don't hesitate to call.
[When she wakes up on Valentine's Day, Angel will find a box of one dozen cupcakes, a jar full of flowers, and a handwritten note done up in red marker on the dressing table of her inn bedroom. How they got there without waking her is a mystery. There was probably some pokemon subterfuge or something.
[On the day of February 14th, should they look at their communicator, they might see a message from one young Mabel Pines!]
Hey, you! You there! Yes, I’m talking to you! I’m just here to wish you a super duper Happy Valentine’s Day! May you get a lot of love and candy from everyone around you!
[Since Anna's only flyer in her roster is Charizard, Angel can expect one of those dropping off a handmade (covered in glitter because that is the greatest thing ever) heart shaped card. Inside is a small embroidered sunflower flower, made by Anna herself since she's pretty decent at it, and a note.]
Happy Valentine's Day! I hope you have a nyan-derful one! - Anna
[Sometime later, Mabel will receive a response in kind.]
Thank you very much, and have a happy Valentine's yourself, Mabel. I hope we can hang out again sometime soon. I would much enjoy making more things with you.
You... you could send me more, if you wanted. That might be kind of nice.
[She... wasn't exactly eager to start up a conversation, but they were having a nice enough time as it was. It wouldn't be so hard to continue it for just a little longer, she thought. Especially with such an innocuous start.]
I'll pass along the appropriate ones. There's....there's a bunch that aren't.
Good, good. Done anything fun lately? Got any cute new Pokemon?
[If he asks her direct questions, he's got a better chance of an actual conversation.]
Not bad! Busy, ya know. Work and everything. My employees keep poofing into non-existence, that kinda sucks. Uh...I dunno, I think maybe I'm seeing somebody?
That's a hell of a name, princess. What is she? I picked up an Ursaring last vacation I took, I shown you him yet?
Yeah, it sucks. I think I'm gonna start employing locals, try and avoid that whole thing. At least in the professional arena. It's pretty shitty there's no warning or anything. Put all this effort into getting to know somebody and everything then they're friggin gone.
Leaving me with killer Pokemon that want to eat me. Or everything I own.
He's cool! I named him Goliath, we've been teaching him how to box. And hey, now I know what a 'bear hug' really is! Oh, Glameow, yeah, I've got...well, she's evolved into a Purugly by now, but she started as a Glameow. They're good Pokemon, Zarpy pretty much single-handedly got me my Violet badge.
...actually, it's kinda weird. Shibooboo or whatever hasn't ever tried to bite me or anything, but I have to take him at least once a week to the Center to get stuff taken out of him. He ate a living room chair, Angel. I was in the shower for like fifteen minutes and I come back and he's eaten almost a whole chair. Havoc, on the other hand, I can't let that dude out of his ball or he goes for the closest throat.
[Which...well, okay, that's Jack's fault. He can't deny it or twist things around to make it sound any different.]
....but ya know what? That one's on me. When he was a puppy, my buddy was having trouble with him and I passed on some skag training tips I remembered from when Nisha was training skags. They, uh, they worked way too well and now he's a level hundred houndoom with a taste for blood. Which was funny when he was my friend's, 'cause he listened to him and shit. He doesn't listen to me. I don't think he even accepts me as his trainer.
I've seen Puruglies before. I am... not particularly fond of the name. Inaccurate if you ask me. I think if Smoosh decides to evolve, she will be quite precious.
Who is Shibooboo? Oh, and how is Doom Bob? I have not heard from him in ages!
[Angel grimaced at the last of his words, opting to pretend once again that she hadn't heard him. As if she wanted to talk about viscera and the like when she in a peaceful land.]
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