114. Fourth Wall Post [VIDEO/ACTION FOR ANYWHERE]

[foolishwren]

.... Yeah.

Yeah, you're in the complete wrong region.

Mount Moon's in Kanto.

_{[Heather huffs out a sigh and takes hold of Cujo's mane as the wayward Grey and his weird spacedog head back to their spaceship, which had landed conveniently on top of one of the Pokemon Centers, barely even remarkable in the middle of all the other chaos that's happening.]}

Man, at this point, the only thing that could surprise me on weekends like this are things staying normal.

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[foolishwren]

_{[He can scream and fling himself against the sides of the glass all he wants, but all Heather does is just sort of turn the jar around in her palms to get a better look at him.]}

Cujo, you are blessed with the gift of finding the ugliest shit, I swear.

_{[Cujo pants happily, although his ears perk at the shrill sounds of outrage coming from the jar.]}

What the hell IS it?

... Wait, is it talking?

_{[Are those words?]}

Dude, it looks pissed.