"So When Are We Fixing The Hole In The Wall Of My Room?"

"..." Casually throws it back through the hole. "Well are ya havin' fun?"

"It's always about why d'ya have balls from the ballpit and never are you havin' fun in the ballpit? Is the ballpit fun? Fuck you."

THROWS ANOTHER BALL.

"Ya gonna rat me out, huh?"

There's a moment of silence on his side too, but then-- "BWAHAHA!!" Followed by an "Oof--" When will he learn that laughing this hard is still off limits. He can't help it, though.

"It's bound t' happen sooner rather than later. I'd prefer to tell him myself, but. I getcha. Yer loyal t' yer boss, and I love t'see it. Also, fridge time sounds awful." He's not sure what it means, but if the kid wanted to avoid it, it must suck.

"Can't stop ya either. Kinda stuck like this. Jus' hope I don't get thrown back 'cause I'd be done fer."

"Ah. Yeah. Of course.

Merfolk Aqua boss." another moment of silence "Former Aqua. Sure. Sorry. Okayyyy.

This is the worst life of his life. Taking a long, deep breath as he goes further down, ending on the floor, PJ crosses his arms, sighting as loudly as he could.

"...you know I should, like-- tell the boss who you are, right? No 'cause he's cool and all but if he finds out he has an eco-terrorist in sis' bathtub and I knew all along I would end up on top of the fridge for weeks-"

"Nah dude, I jus' enjoy me a good fight sometimes."

This guy was a little dense, huh.

"...No? --Are ya tellin' me that?" Wow, rude. "I meant the Team Leader thing. Not the fish part. Bein' here makes me kinda miss it, yanno? --Not that I'm startin' again. Nuh-uh. Once was 'nough fer me-- I jus' mean I miss the family feel."

...and now he's laughing? He's laughing. Cool. He got a fuckin' masochist mermaid.

"...ya want to get punched?!"

...I mean. Mood. Sure. Okay. Felt. Sometimes you really gotta throw hands, but c'mon now.

"...understand.

You're tellin' me I smell like fish or somethin--"

@mnstcrbnll // PJ entered the room: enters the bathroom bc plumes needed something. stops. sees archie. slowly closes the door. what the fuckkkk

Uh oh. What was that look for. "Oi-- C'mon back in f'r a sec--"

@intriguant started following Archie!

Wait he knows this guy. Not sure if he'd recognize him, though. Wouldn't surprise him if he did, and that's why he's tailing after him right now.

"...Can I help ya?"

i feel like archie got loaned a switch and is currently addicted to like. Pokémon Crossing or something cause he ain't working with me ))

@wingbeatz

yeagh....

"I fuckin' hate you so much rn."

...still. He did top. Sooo.

THIS MEANS HE'S THE ALPHA--

"Bwahaha!!"

More laughter echoes through the room as Archie plucks a Pokéball from the belt clip. He tosses it into the air, and out comes his Muk. An unpleasant aroma fills the air as the Pokémon cries out angrily.

"Wouldn't dare dissapoint now, would I? Who d'ya take me fer?"

A wave of his hand, and the Poison-type starts preparing a Sludge Wave to toss at the opposing Sylveon.

Of course he does.

Again, maybe she should be scared. Maybe she shouldn't be staying here and responding to his laugh with a chuckle of her own. Maybe she should just leave and leave the world saving situation to the Champion.

"Kind of expected that, yeah!"

Her PokèBall was thrown in the air one last time before she finally released her Sylveon, who laaaazily stretched as soon as he landed on the battlefield-to-be. So calm.

"Try to be at least a little bit better than your grunts, okaaaay?"

drops plotting call on the dash while I probably go make dinner (please like and i'll dive into ur dms for plotting) ))