ambivalentflurry:

Oh.

So they’re both screwed. 

The only Pokemon he brought was his Vileplum and his Dad’s Flygon—And this guy doesn’t have money.

“Ah hate ta tell ya, but ah don’t get money either!” He replied with a heavy sigh before pulling on his own shirt sleeve. “Ah’d wipe the floor with ya otherwise!”

You know.

On a day he actually brought his Pocket Monsters.

“Yeah? Well… we’re both stuck then! I’ll still battle you though. I’m ready! Let’s do this!” You’ve already removed the Poké Ball containing your Torterra from your belt. You are a really insistent kid, aren’t you?

ambivalentflurry:

An animalistic growl ripped from his throat when the other replied. 

“Excuse ya! And if ah don’t? What are ya gonna do? Talk meh to death?” He countered before shaking his head.

“Yer the one that’s gettin’ fined! Ya broke the damn thing!”

“I’ll… I’ll battle you to I pulverize your team into a fine dust! Don’t think I won’t, or that I’m just bluffing. I got six good Pokémon who are itching to battle!” You actually don’t really have time for battle. Professor Rowan wanted you back by 2 P.M. Your swollen pride outweighs your obligation. You are so going to give this guy the business.

“Besides, it’s your fault the vase broke, so how about you pay for it, huh?! You think I have the money to pay for that dumb vase? Of course not! I don’t have a paying job!”

ambivalentflurry:

“Excuse ya! That was all yer fault! Ah didn’t do anythin’, but stand here!” The boy snapped back with the same ardor that the strange blond was using.

”Yeah, well that was enough!“ You angrily point your finger at him. ”That’s it! I’ m going to fine you a thousand million dollars! Pay up or you’re dead meat!“

ambivalentflurry:

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“Ya broke it!” The flame trainer exclaimed, a growl ending his words.

"How’d ya even break it?!”

“Oh, shut up! It was your fault anyways! You snuck up on me!” Oh man, you are definitely going to be paying for that vase.