[To be proud of an accomplishment at this level is sort of sad, but it's been WEEKS. And this close to cabin fever even in the great outdoors confined to half a route and a town with nothing but a few houses with a mom you aren't welcomed home by.]
There were flowers everywhere and I couldn't stop sneezing, it was terrible. The next route's a buncha trees and stuff all uprooted, so I've been trying to climb over them where the ground's not sunken in. If it's like this everywhere, I think it's better you get a plane, not a horse.
No planes, pumpkin. Bike or pokemon are the only options. There's Pokemon that fly, though, we should look into those. But hey, you're gonna be in great shape by the time you finally make it here!
[Bikes are expensive, Pokemon that can carry a person or fly with a person are also going to take time to train. Both of these she keeps in mind, but at the moment it's walking, and it's SO MUCH walking, how dare he keep rubbing it in his face.]
Either that, or by the time I get there, I'll be dead. [She sticks her tongue out at him, arms stuck straight out in front of her like a zombie.] Walkin' all day, barely anything to eat.
I don't care what you say, I wish they at least have vending machines out here! Or food stalls!! Hey, while you're in Goldenrod, can't you get some stores to do delivery, or expand their business out here? You can do that, right? With your influence and richness?
Whoah, chill pill, pumpkin. You really like food, huh?
Alright, alright, I'll send you a little something. It'll take a day or two to get there, but then I want you to stop complaining about not having anything to eat.
[And true to his word, in a couple of days a Pidgey Post will arrive along the road, with a box of dried meats, bread, cheese, energy drinks, and a box of candy.]
Of course!! [What kind of question is that? She loves food. Everyone loves food] Food is life, you know?!
[Her savior. Mafuyu is a dog: feed her, play with her, pat her on the head and he'd have a loyal companion who would die for him, kill for him, basically everything he might have wanted from Doom Boner if she were reborn as a Pokemon.]
I won't complain about food anymore! But, it gets lonely sometimes too, 'cause everyone's out there doing their own thing. So you can call me sometimes, okay? Or send me a text. Or write letters. Flash signs into the sky. Think good thoughts my way. PleasetalktomeIdon'thaveanyotherfriends.
Sometimes we've gotta be lonely, sweetheart. It sucks, but it makes you strong.
But I'll call ya. How about I give you a ring in the evenings, huh? Done with the day, we can talk about what we did. Be like hanging out.
[He knows what he's doing. She's just some girl he found, a useful tool when he's been left without any, but it doesn't matter. She could be any sweet teenage girl. People aren't replaceable - not the ones that matter, anyway - but he misses that. For years, his routine was the same. Finish work, have a little fun, then settle in to talk to Angel till he passed out. Every night he checked on her, talked to her, spent time with her. As best as could be managed, given her condition.]
[There's a god sized hole in his soul, and he'll fill it with whatever he can get his hands on. Even if it means projecting onto Mafuyu because she's there.]
[Cries, she doesn't want that sort of strength. Loneliness just makes her want to lie down and cry until she's fed up with feeling sorry for herself, going out and grabbing the first person she knows because she absolutely cannot live by herself. It makes her appreciate her Pokemon all the more, always having at least one of them outside of their Pokeballs so she'd have something of a friend by her side.
But nothing beats a person, a human voice and someone who acts interested in what she has to say instead of brushing her off and ignoring her. This is friendship, Jack!! Even if she's just a substitute and he's her world here, this is still friendship and she brightens right up at his offer.]
Okay, yeah! I'll work hard so I'll have something interesting to share every day! And you can tell me what sort of work you're doing, and how Boner's growing up!
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[To be proud of an accomplishment at this level is sort of sad, but it's been WEEKS. And this close to cabin fever even in the great outdoors confined to half a route and a town with nothing but a few houses with a mom you aren't welcomed home by.]
There were flowers everywhere and I couldn't stop sneezing, it was terrible. The next route's a buncha trees and stuff all uprooted, so I've been trying to climb over them where the ground's not sunken in. If it's like this everywhere, I think it's better you get a plane, not a horse.
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No planes, pumpkin. Bike or pokemon are the only options. There's Pokemon that fly, though, we should look into those. But hey, you're gonna be in great shape by the time you finally make it here!
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Either that, or by the time I get there, I'll be dead. [She sticks her tongue out at him, arms stuck straight out in front of her like a zombie.] Walkin' all day, barely anything to eat.
I don't care what you say, I wish they at least have vending machines out here! Or food stalls!! Hey, while you're in Goldenrod, can't you get some stores to do delivery, or expand their business out here? You can do that, right? With your influence and richness?
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How's that sound?
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Alright, alright, I'll send you a little something. It'll take a day or two to get there, but then I want you to stop complaining about not having anything to eat.
[And true to his word, in a couple of days a Pidgey Post will arrive along the road, with a box of dried meats, bread, cheese, energy drinks, and a box of candy.]
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[Her savior. Mafuyu is a dog: feed her, play with her, pat her on the head and he'd have a loyal companion who would die for him, kill for him, basically everything he might have wanted from Doom Boner if she were reborn as a Pokemon.]
I won't complain about food anymore! But, it gets lonely sometimes too, 'cause everyone's out there doing their own thing. So you can call me sometimes, okay? Or send me a text. Or write letters. Flash signs into the sky. Think good thoughts my way. PleasetalktomeIdon'thaveanyotherfriends.
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But I'll call ya. How about I give you a ring in the evenings, huh? Done with the day, we can talk about what we did. Be like hanging out.
[He knows what he's doing. She's just some girl he found, a useful tool when he's been left without any, but it doesn't matter. She could be any sweet teenage girl. People aren't replaceable - not the ones that matter, anyway - but he misses that. For years, his routine was the same. Finish work, have a little fun, then settle in to talk to Angel till he passed out. Every night he checked on her, talked to her, spent time with her. As best as could be managed, given her condition.]
[There's a god sized hole in his soul, and he'll fill it with whatever he can get his hands on. Even if it means projecting onto Mafuyu because she's there.]
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But nothing beats a person, a human voice and someone who acts interested in what she has to say instead of brushing her off and ignoring her. This is friendship, Jack!! Even if she's just a substitute and he's her world here, this is still friendship and she brightens right up at his offer.]
Okay, yeah! I'll work hard so I'll have something interesting to share every day! And you can tell me what sort of work you're doing, and how Boner's growing up!