It's a summer day in the Cerulean City, temperatures are up to 93 degrees Fahrenheit. Many of the humans in the area have decided to go swimming in the nearby river. Maverick and Lucky are not here at the moment (for reasons that could be given later when Lucky's player arrives, if he wishes).

Hanging out by the Pokécenter is a glaceon who looks absolutely exhausted. (This pic is perfect! Though imagine instead of ice and water, the glaceon is resting on grass in the shade)



(Also, for your convenience: http://bulbapedia.bulbagarden.net/wiki/Cerulean_City )

  Superbird is convinced that flying type is waaay more annoying to deal with than water types.  After all, the ceiling is much higher up than a pool is deep!  And that's if your indoors.  Joe meanwhile, is at the beach cause hey, beach.  Why not?  He's not quite literally Red White and Blue patterned today because while he's got Red swim trunks and a blue T-shirt on, he's actually got a sun-tan as opposed to cave nerd white skin ;D

  His pity radar is tingling though, as he looks over to see the particularly Meh'd out Glaceon.  So he wanders over, and says "This may be a stupid question, but you okay?"  Double stupid because he probably can't read the subtitles.

Problem with Superbird's assessment is that glaceon isn't water. It's ice. Which flying types are weak to. Water types also know ice moves at times, so even then... but that's beside the point. Superbird is super! So none of this matters! ...because he's too lazy to fight anyway.

The glaceon looks up at Joe lazily and head-shakes. "Glay..."

  Superbird thinks you can take your logic and Rock Paper Ghost chains and send them a polite but disapproving letter.

  Joe meanwhile, gets about the kind of answer he expected.  "Of course.  You here with anyone?  I'd figure if so we should find them.  Otherwise if you don't mind sharing space with soda cans I got a cooler over there." Joe thumbpoints to mentioned plastic cooler O Ice and delicious soda.

The glaceon perks up! It rushes over to the cooler and jumps in! "Glay!" wallowing a bit in the ice with the kind of look someone might get while getting a good back massage.

The glaceon snatches an ice cube into its mouth and then paws at one of the cokes.

Meanwhile within earshot, and in easy visual distance, a sciency looking type is putting dealing with the final calibrations on a rather large looking machine wet up on a flatbed truck.  Reb/Blue/Yellow vetrens may recognize the machine from a visit to Bill's, as it sports a central console with two large tubes at either side.

   "I have no idea why Professor Bill was so quick to give up on this device.  Something that can turn humans into pokemon is a great invention and sure to bridge the HUman-Pokemon gap once and for all!  Now if only I had a volunteer...."

  "At last, Scientific evidence bringing soda is good for health."  Joe, lookin at the big picture.  He heads over to the beach blanket and umbrella oasis at a more casual pace, sitting down and commenting "I got some straws if you wanted a soda." Still no crazy straws though.

  He kerblinks at sudden impending doom(light variety) sense, and looks over in Koo's direction.  "But if I do not have opposable thumbs, how will I properly open soda cans?"   Again, Big picture.

Again, some pokémon have opposable thu-*gets kidnapped by nonsense police for using too much logic*

Glaceon wiggles an ear at the mention of a straw and Joe protesting to losing his thumbs. "Glay! Glay!" the glaceon says, nodding and pawing at the coke. The ice fox demonstrates by nawing on the can that it does NOT have opposable thumbs and thus, can not open said can.

The sciency looking person glances over.  Sciencey regulation glasses get nudged back up on their proper resting spot and he hmms.  "I see.. I should invent an automated can and bottle opener for pokemon that don't have thumbs."  Or nice people could just open said containers.

"I suppose for now if you were to have no thumbs, I'd be happy to open your cans for you, if you'd be willing to volunteer for a testrun of this machine."  He comments to Joe, "Think of it.  Being a pokemon, to see the world through their eyes, to speak with their voice, to understand what it means to be a pokemon.  Through science!"  Well he is nice enough to walk over and open the ice fox's can.

  Speakin of nice people (not that Joe believes it.  He'll deny being a jerk at the same time though, why your brain make no sense?), Joe does indeed provide straw now that Koo has opened the can.  "Yeah, but I have this crazy thing going where I like being me.  Speakin of which, how come you're not trying out the machine youself then?"

The glaceon sips happily at the coke, letting out a generic squeal of happiness, eyes closed, big smile. Then opens its eyes to look at the two humans, wondering why it is one wants others to be pokémon without wanting to himself. The glaceon also thinks loss of thumbs is a good reason NOT to be a pokémon. But share these thoughts? Sadly, the glaceon does not speak English unlike 4 known other culprits (Meowth of Team Rocket, Lucky (conveniently a meowth evolution), Chalice (Tim's vaporeon character) and Hyper (Tim's Raichu character who really only knows the bare bones basics of English).

The glaceon figures it'll just enjoy the coke while the humans sort out their... unusual topic.

Another required adjustment of glasses.  Really the Science-Gaming Nerd Guild requires that all glasses be adjusted, nudged or otherwise slightly moved avery few minutes. The sciencey guy grins and shows off the machine.

  "Well I would test it myself, but!  Someone has to be able to moniter the various gauges and readings, and power flow signifier thingies.  After all, it isn't as  easy as turning an on off switch."  He sighs sadly, "It never is.."  Well he might be exaggerating a bit, but to the unfamilier the console might look a bit complicated.

  Joe's personality is mugged by his lack of anything better to do at the moment in a dark alley, and the body is thrown in the river.  "You will be in need of replacement ankles if I get stuck, just so you know."  Joe sets aside an open with straw iced tea just in case anyways.

  Okay, let's do this crazy shenanigans before Joe changes his mind.

The glaceon wonders what happened to "no thanks" and will fight for Joe if needed, due to Joe having been nice to the glaceon. It watches the two cautiously and idly wonders if this is one of those things Officer Jenny would be upset over.

The scientist isn't forcing Joe to go through with this though!  If Joe said no thanks then the scientist would've nodded and searched for another volunteer.

  "You know, you don't have to if you don't want to.."  THe scientist takes his place at the console, "Any particular species of pokeon you'd like to try out being?  Perhaps one with thumbs?"

  Okay, let's see...  Growlithe is the best pokemon ever (Actual Factual statement. Honest).  But they no have hands.  "Well, if you actually had someone more enthusiastic about it then yah have them do it instead.  But there seems to be a lack of that sort at the moment.  I dunno, Machop I guess?"  They know Kung-fu!  And both have a mouth, and don't have boxing gloves 24/7.

Ever wondered how cute a giggling glaceon is? Well TOO BAD! Because as powerful as pokémon are, they don't have the power to read narrative. The glaceon continues to watch, swishing its tail idly.

Will have to tickle a Glaceon to find out how cute one can be while giggling.  Someday.

The scientist nods and programs the machine.  A last moment pause to looks around.  Not many people seem interested at all.  They're probally busy with their own things no doubt.  "Okay.  If you'd be so kind as to step into the machine, we're good to go."

No way anything will possibly go worng.  Trust in science!

Joe will punch them in the ankles to make it easier to punch them in the head if something does go wrong, of course.  In the Joe goes.  "Just in case in advance, I regret not being more sarcastic."  short post is short, but Joe player hungry.

The glaceon idly wonders if the machine can turn pokémon to human, but can't ask even if it wanted to. So instead, the pokémon just watches! :) The glaceon puts paws up on the edge of the cooler to peek over in curiosity.

The machine is activated!  With typical beep boop whirrr DING! and hissy steam releases the process is done rather quickly, as in one tube a human goes, and out the other a Machop comes.  See?  Nothing horrifically tragic happened yet.

The scientist grins, "Success! Ha!"  He hmms softly, "You know, given we can turn the subject back into a human, I wonder if it'd be possible to turn a pokemon into a human..."

  Joe would point out they should keep spare clothes handy if they wanted to try the other way around, but, language barrier.  "Machop, chop."  Translation, 'I feel, short'.  First order of buisness, claim sungladdes from beach seating location.

  There, now Joe is a Joe Cool Machop.

The glaceon is amazed. "Glaaaay...." Translation: <Woooow...> and now Joe is capable of picking up on the lingo. <Gosh... I hope you like it?> the glaceon says hopefully. <Oh! Thanks a lot for the ice and the drink!> it says with excitement, bouncing a little in the cooler.

The scientist grins as he preps the machine for when Joe decides he'd want to be turned back to normal.  Assuming he doesn't prefer being a pokemon at this point.  The scientis then smiles at the Glaceon, "Hey there.  When our friend is done, would you like to try being a human for a little while?"

  Joe could at the very least stay at it for more than two minutes.  He shrugs "Chopma" <subtitles>"S'alright.  Letting you use the ice isn't exactly a hassle, and I'd be crushed with guilt if I didnt give you a drink after you looked so hot and bleh.  As for this, well, I think it helps my mindset that Machops at least are real similar to humans.  I'd probably be having a small freakout if I was a voltorb"</subtitles>  And a freaking out Voltorb is always a bad thing.

  Joechop looks over to Science Man, shades on face and soda in hand.  He tosses a spare beach blanket over to the human tube, then points at one of the 'no shoes, no shirt, no service' signs on a nearby store as a form of visual aid hint of potential results of Becoming human involving indecent exposure charges.

The glaceon looks at Joe. Then to the machine. Then figures if it works on Joe, then it will turn it back to a pokémon. The glaceon marches on over to the machine in a proud strut and a smile. Then hops inside!

The scientist blinks at Joe'chop and watches a moment.  "Ah right right.  NAtural Pokemon wouldn't have clothes.  Not to worry!"  He goes into the truck and brings out spare lab outfits, "I always bring spares.  Never know when you're going to need them."
  The scientist looks over to the Glaceon and grins.  Now there's a volunteer!  Once more the machine activates and when it's done out comes... (Leaving this up to the Glaceon's player. :) )

  Joe thumbs up at the guys deductive reasoning and preparations, and goes back to soda sipping.  He also at some point got a choco taco (those are awesome).

It's the Pokémon world. So having natural blue hair isn't uncommon. Just ask Jenny! And so, out pops a naked human lady with hair the same blue color as the tuft of ice on a glaceon's forehead. Well now gender is easy enough to figure. She comes out on all fours and trips a little, not used to the long legs. "Oof!" she looks up at the scientist confused.

The scientist blushes at this, but is quick to bring the clothes to the now-human glaceon. "Take it nice and slow.. This is your first time as a two-legger.  It'll take a while to get used to.  But first we've got to get some clothes on you before someone causes trouble."

  Joe isn't exactly surprised by this end result.  Though is also guilty of not regretting the momentary view either <.<  >.>  Yaaaay sunglasses.  <subtitles>"The tall shelves shall thwart you no more."</subtitles>

The glaceon smiles and nodnods to Joe. "Glay! Glay!" Translation: <Well this is amazing! I'm so big!> she tries to stand, wobbles, but manages. She puts the coat on and looks about at it, then to the scientist. "Glay?" Translation: <You going to try being a Pokémon?>

The scientist hmms softly, "Despite a species change, a pokemon seems to be able to speak only in pokemon even as a human..  and yet.." He looks to Joe-chop, "Could you try to say something in human?"

  Joe tries, and FAILS.  "Machop Machop."  Translation: Pancakes are delicious.  He shrugs, <subtitels>"Called it, Pokespeak is way easier.  That or it's just a coincidence."</subtitles>  He wonders if the nice Glaceon can still understand pokespeak, or if she's being hit by double language arg.

The glaceon doesn't know what Joe is wondering. Instead, she goes to lick him on the cheek! She smiles brightly. <Well of course it's easy when you're a Pokémon. Guess you'll wanna be human again, huh?>

The scientist smiles as he watches this.  Well atleast she's clothed, right?  He hmms softly and preps the machine again for when one of them wants to turn back.

  Joe reminds science that Machops can blush at the face licking (There may have been bonus chocolate involved for her from Joe's eating of choco taco).  <subtitles>"Yeah, I want to stay Human.  It's what I started as after all.  It's a bit of a habit by now."</subtitles>

  Joe goes to put his sunglasses on the nice girl, before grabbin a towel and heading for the presto chango machine.

Well it's not like Joe ever made the effort of taking his clothes off. So his swim trunks are still on him all Hulk style. And stay on him when he changes back. The glaceon enjoys being human for a little longer before changing back as well. Now she's a glaceon with shades on.

The scientist grins at the two, "Now see?  Wasn't that a nice expirence?  Nothing horrible happened, right?"  Please don't sue.    He does hmm softly as he loks at the controls, wondering if he can show Joe how to work it, and fix it in case something goes wrong with his own changing.

  Joe nods.  "Wasn't bad, though I'm pretty sure we both like our default looks better."  Well, so far as an evolved form of Evee is a default look when it comes to their small again friend.  "I'm still wondering how the heck you lugged that thing all the way out here though."

The glaceon looks around, looking like a confused Pokémon before looking up at Joe again, sunglasses still on the ice fox. She calls up to him. "Glay!" No more translation texts.

Did mention the machine is on the back of a flatbed truck, right?  Pretty sure he did. n.n;

In any case the scientist motions to the truck, "Bill and I had some friends help us load this so it could be moved.  With it being such a nice day I convinced Bill to let me work on it out here and see if a few volunteers wouldn't mind helping us out."  As for power source, shhh.  Plot holes needn't be explained.  Still there's probally some part of the machine that's a massive solar powered energy cell or some such.

  Joe.  So picking up lessons from Lucky one of these days -.-  "I shall assume for now that was a good answer.  You can keep the shades, they look good on you."  They were five bucks anyways.

  He looks over to SCIENCE MAN and comments "...Wait, if you had lab help, how come neither of you tried it on eachother then?"

The glaceon bounds around a little, looking happy to be a glaceon again. Another car drives up. It's Bill.

The Science guy who has yet to be named, though Bill would know him as Prof. Sycamore (In keeping with tree themed Professor names... Yes Joshua is a tree name too but that'd be too normal of a name!).  "Ah.. heh heh, well they weren't really that sciencey and didn't want to be volunteers for the process."

 "Ah, of course.  Testing is for other people as usual."  Because clearly the experiment would go right the first time if they did it themselves, and probably feel nothing is learned that way.  Or something.

  He looks down to the scampering Glaceon and says "Well, glad you turned out happy at least."

Bill approaches the group. "Professor Sycamore! I finally tracked you down. Oak and I worked on something together. He's been at it for years, but figured with my experience at Pokémon technology, I could put his research into a machine. So here it is!" he holds up what looks like a speaker with a collar. "This is only a prototype, though, so don't expect much."

He looks at the glaceon and his smile broadens. "Perfect!" he squats down, pulls out what looks like pokémon food and the glaceon walks to him. He snaps the collar on the glaceon, who looks confused. "What did you just put on me?" a cute voice says from the collar. The glaceon looks shocked by the sound coming from the collar.

Prof. Syca tilts his head at Bill, "Oh?"  He then looks to the Glaceon and smiles widely, "Amazing!  An automatic pokemon language translation device."  He grins and kneels down, "Such a cute voice too.."  He looks to the Glaceon, "Hello there.  What's your name?"

  Joe wonders if someone will have to give the Glaceon the 'candy from strangers' talk.  He also sidelines intentions of flying dropkicks when it turns out the collar isn't apparently some kind of 'haha! got you!' zappy collar or something.

  "I know there's the whole language barrier thing, but maybe asking first would have also worked?"

Bill blinks a few times. "...gee. Why didn't I think of that?"
Because unlike Oak, Bill is absent minded. Oak is one of the few who treat pokémon like people.

The glaceon looks at Sycamore. "Azure is my name." she then looks at Joe. "It's OK. I understood he meant no harm. He mentioned Oak working with him."

Sycamore nods, "Azure, that's a pretty name.  I'm Kallen Sycamore, but people usually just call me Professor Sycamore, or hey you, or hey guy.  Heh.  I hope you can call me friend."

A look to Bill, "Thiss is an amazing invention.  And it's just a prototype you say?"

  Joe nods, glad Azure is okay with it.  "Well, it's a collar.  And I've lost track of the Pokemon that don't have necks, or limbs."  Okay, where do we put this thing on the Starmie?

Bill ohs, "Well the trick, really, is making it affordable to mass-produce. Heh... I'll be making the tech out of less and less expensive parts until I get something that can be mass-produced. You'll probably see them used in Pokécenters for a few months before they'll be available to the average consumer."

Azure smiles at Kallen. "Thank you for the compliment! I like your name too, Kallen. But I will call you Friend like you asked."

Kallen blinks and d'awws at the glaceon.  He smiles and gives a bit of a chouckle, "I meant that call me friend as in be friends.  You can call me Kallen or whatever you want to."  He can't help it.  He goes to try and carefully pick Azure up, set on lap, and hug.  If possible. n.n

To Joe he grins, "Hope we can be friends too."

  Joe thinks for a moment, then says "I take it a freestanding speaker set up in pokecenters that translates nearby pokemon would be a good chunk more complicated."   Okay, translate a random array of multiple pokemon all talking at once. Go!... Aaand the machine has exploded.

  He looks over to SCIENCE MAN (also known as Kallen), and says "I'm gonna go with yes.  Can't really see why not."

Azure smiles and lets Kallen pick her up. "OK, Kallen. I am happy we are all friends."

Bill huhs at Joe. "Well I don't know yet. All I was thinking about was making this device. Now that I see it works, well... Oak said to tell the Pokémon who wore it that it is theirs if they want it. In exchange, the Pokémon in question is asked to go on the news with me and tell people about our creation."

Azure nods with a bright smile. "I like helping. Especially for someone like Oak and his friends."

Kallan gets to hug a glaceon, Ice Foxy Hugger Badge get!

"What should I bring for the newscast?  Oh!  Before I forget, these two were a big help, they volunteered for the Pokemorphtransmogrifier.  Interesting thing happened too.  When Joe became a pokemon, he could speak pokemon but not normal human, but when Azure became a human, she could still only speak in pokemon lingo."  All names have been said right?  He heard Joe's name mentioned somewhere, right?  I'm not going crazy?

  Joe's player starts to backscroll, then shrugs.  Yes.  Yes Joe actually introduced himself this time.

  "Well, Azure is definitely cute enough to get attention drawn to the sales pitch for anyone silly enough to not figure out you're making a good thing."

Bill gives a time and day to Kallen and says, "Well right now, I'm busy. But I'll trust you to keep an eye on Azure here. Catch you tomorrow!" he runs off. Because let's face it, the entire point of the translator was so Azure didn't have to keep going "Glay" and barely interact.

Azure says, "Nice guy." as she watches him leave. "Day is hot. We should find cool place."

Kallan nods, "Someplace cool.."  He looks around.  Well the water's cool, but... the comlink thingy probally isn't waterproof.  "We could go to the roller rink.  That place is always nice and chilly this time of year."

He grins, "Bill's great.  Sometimes too much in a rush, but he's got a good heart.  And yeah, if I were a pokemon trainer, I'd be trying to get one of those for all my pokemon after seeing Azure here demonstrate it."

  Joe's done more pointless things than 'keep an eye on a Glaceon wearing a prototype device'... Wait, bad comparison as that is hardly approaching pointless.  "Yeah, if it wasn't for the questionable water proofing I'd suggest we both carry my cooler while she rides on the way there, it's got wheels on it... nevermind how useless they are on sand.  Though I could empty out the melted water first or something."

Azure smiles and says, "It is a collar. I can keep my paws up on the edge of the cooler so my neck and the collar is well above the water. To the rink!" she hops into the cooler.

Kallan chuckles, "You heard the boss lady.  To the rink!"  He chuckles and takes hold of one handle and waits for Joe.  One would assume this rink isn't too far away because it'd make more sense for Kallan to drive them there in the truck...  >.>

  A beachside roller rink makes a surprising amount of sense.  You got an indoorsy area that also often has food and arcades and other 'Whee! I'm at the beach but I don't feel like being outdoors right now!' entertainment.

  Hmm, if not for the really asking for trouble nature of it in a city full of super powered crazies, a certain arcade owner in a different setting would consider expanding like that.

  Anyways!  Joe indeed helps carry along his own cooler.  "Feel free go grab a soda from the thing Kallan."

On the way there, Azure asks, "So why do I never see naked humans?" with a clearly inquisitive expression.

Kallan does indeed reach for a soda, also attempting to sneak a petting of the glaceon too.  "Ah well.. that's because we humans don't have a lot of fur, and we don't have feathers or scales, so we have to wear clothes, atleast most places.  And places like the beach here, people can get away with wearing the minimum amount of clothes without getting in trouble."  Usually.  Never know when a Krabby's going to think a swimsuit string is some kind of tasty worm or something and yank on it.  >.>

  "What Kallan said mostly.  We tend to be a lot less durable than the average pokemon."  Comedy brutality aside, even a Ratatta or gasping on the dirt Magicarp can survive or shrug off a lot more than a human can.  "Though along with that comes a chunk of cultural modesty in not exposing all of our bits."

Azure asks, "Cultural modesty? Minimum clothing? I don't understand. Where does this idea come from?"

Thoughts of how babies will often be seen taking off articles of clothing no matter how many times you put them back on come to mind.

Kallan hmms softly, "It's.. kinda hard to explain...  One day, long long ago, before people decided to write down history, someone decided that we should cover our bodies besides during times when it was too cold to be outside otherwise.  And well, it just became so commonly accepted, that today we just think of it as the way things should be."

  Joe shrugs, "Pretty much.  Also I like pockets.  People and Pokemon don't always do things that make sense to everyone.  At least having some pants doesn't really cause problems for others."

  Unless 'denied the sight of Joe's buttocks' is counted as a problem for someone.

Azure ohs and says, "OK. Oh look! The rink!"

As they enter, Azure looks excited and has her mouth wide open with a smile. "I want to play games!"

Cue hordes of girls petitioning the Supreme Court to file a lawsuit against pants over lack of Joe's botty viewing.

Or not.


Kallan grins as he looks around.  "Certianly is a nice place.  And games sounds fun.  Which should we play first?"

  "Well, if it's okay for Azure to stand on the table, possibly Air Hockey.  Unless it turns out she's a great shot at skeeball."  Fun fact! Air Hockey can increase Duke Nukem's health!

  "Pinball is probably out, unless we get some crates and she's abel to reach both buttons allright."

Azure looks about and hrms. Air hockey looks fun and all, but there just isn't enough standing surface. Azure spots an arcade racing game that has all the controls on the steering wheel itself. "Oh! That one!"

A few people start to notice there is a talking glaceon and double-take.

Kallan nods, "Allright."  Once they bring the pokemon of honor over, he goes to get tokens from the Convert Your Money Into Useless Tokens to Play Our Games With! machine.  He notices some people starting to note the talking Glaceon and grins, "Prototype Pokemon language translator.  Pretty cool stuff, huh?"

  "For our next bit of research, testing of common Evee evolutions make better drivers than people.  We couldn't get funding for a real car and the bumper cars line was too long."  Joe, not a good scientist.  So good thing he isn't really one.

Azure gets at the wheel and begins playing! A small crowd gathers to watch. Not only can Azure talk, but they haven't really seen people play a racing game against a pokémon before. Azure is doing about as well as a decent beginner might. Though not having hands seems to occasionally pose a problem, she compensates well.

Kallan watches curiously, almost feeling bad for the person Azure's playing against.  On one hand you don't want to lose to a pokemon, on the other hand you don't want to win and risk the cute pokemon to start crying.  "HEy you're doing pretty good there Azure."  Thank you Captain Obvious.

  If Joe were playing, he would employ the manly way to lose a racing game.  As large and wondrous an explosion filled crash as possible.  Repeat as needed.  "Clearly, these game's selection of auto or manual transmission had pokemon in mind.  Or, maybe just tradition."

Azure comes in 5th place and cheers! "I finished the race!" apparently that was all she wanted to do. "That was fun!" she jumps her two new human friends and goes from one to the other, licking them.

Really 5th isn't /that/ bad either concidering there's usually what 10-20 racers total between NPCs and Players.

KAllan chuckles at the licks and gives Azure a gentle rub to the ears.  "You did great!  I think the first time I played a racing game I kept going off the track so much I barely finished at all."

  As one of the great Internet trends has stated, Game Over YEEEEEEAH!

  Joe is also thusly licked by short cold and adorable.  "I can't decide if there are not enough ramps in that game or not."

Azure says, "The game was fun! I like ramps! It's not hot in here. Can we have ice cream?"

Kallan chuckles a little.  How can you say no to a little cutie like her?  "Sure thing.  Got a flavor in mind you want to try?"  Azure's right, it's not hot in here at all, actually rather nice compared to outside, even for a normie human like him.

  "I'm not sure about her, but I'm getting Oreo because cookies in your ice cream is usualy a good thing."  He considers Azure for a moment, then says "Or would you prefer a shake since those tend to come with straws?"

  Getting a cone for Azure meanwhile, would just be asking for tragedy.

Azure squirms happily in the arms of whoever happens to be holding her at the moment. "Milkshake! And I think an oreo shake sounds nice! Thank you!"

  Joe nod nods, Kallan's player can deal with the carrying and Joe can buy the shake, or the other way around depending on what Kallan's player prefers.  "Just watch the cookie chunks getting stuck in the straw, and you should be fine."

  Speakin of delicious, he asks Kallan "You want anything while we're at it?"  Joe will place the order once confirmed.

KAllan would totally want to be carrying Azure, but maybe Joe is.  Eitherway, one of them gets the joy of a happy glaceon in their arms.

"Sure about that?  I hear they have good birthday cake icecream here."  Which is pretty good actually, rivaling good ol cookies an cream and chocolate chip cookie dough.  Yum!

Azure doesn't know what to go with now. Oreo shake is so yay, but birthday cake sounds just as good! "I could go for that... might be easier on the straw."

  Joe somehow thinks that little bits of oreo would still be easier to get through the straw than chunks of cake... But, it's the little chilly critters call there.  As suggested by his last post, Joe places the order now that flavors are decided.  Getting an Oreo shake of his own in the process.

  And whatever it is that Kallen wanted for himself.

Kallan totally orders a triple scoop Birthday cake banana an hotfudge sundae with ranbow sprinkles and cherries and whipped cream.  Yum!

Thing of it is, birthday batter / birthday cake ice cream doesn't have chunks at all and is always creamy. At least in the player's past half-dozen times having those flavors.

Azure gladly sips at a shake while people crowd around and ask about the technology. They ask other things too, like what do Pokémon think of fights, why do they try to hurt people who try to catch them, and other semi-stupid yet not questions.

Azure says, "I don't mind fighting. But I thought the point of fighting is to defend yourself. So the pokémon who attack people probably feel they need to defend themselves."

  Joe's player frequently goes nuts trying to remember where he heard, and how valid 'Pokemon attack random people hoping to find someone badass enough to train them into badassness' is as a reason.

  Though Joe's still pretty sure some of them are just assholes when it comes to attacking, just like people.

  "On another subject, what were you up to before you ended up exhausted at the beach?"

Kallan has had B-Day cacke icecream with actual cake chunks in it.  Good stuff.  But the creamy version's good too!  He grins and slides the dish of icecreamy goodness so if the Glaceon wants some, she can try the hot fudgey awesomeness.  "Hmm chocolate isn't bad for pokemon right?  Atleast most pokemon seem to like it."  Someday he'll be a trainer, and learn all sorts of battlely stuff, if his pokemon feel up to battling.  Hanging out and playing games is just as good of a fun time if not better.

Azure answers Joe, "I was looking for a cool place... or you mean before that. Um... I was foraging for food. Before that, I was exploring town. Not much really. I mean, I wanna make friends, but I've been cautious about not getting caught. Once in a while, I'm tempted to be caught on purpose just to befriend a human. But most of 'em just wanna have me in some ball. I can't hang out or have fun times with people if I'm sitting in a ball doing nothing."

  "Yeah, for the most part I've been kinda hazy on the whole ball thing."  There to save animators effort and games programming space?  Of course, a rampaging Gyrados isn't something you can just get to sit in a corner either.

  "I suppose it says something about my general trustworthiness that you weren't worried about the fact the cooler has a lid on it then."

Kallan hmms softly.  "Azure.."  he pauses a moment, not quite sure how to put this, worried about potentially offending the glaceon, or upsetting her.  "If you're worried about others trying to catch you, I do have a pokeball. Well it's my only one.. never used it.  Anyway.  If you're okay with it, you could use it to be.. captured, so you wouldn't have to worry about anyone else trying to do it to you.  I'm no trainer or anything like that, and I couldn't imagine what it must be like being all cooped up inside such a tiny device.  In otherwords, I wouldn't try to force you to battle, neither would I try to keep you inside the ball, unless it was meant to save your life."  You never know what kind of crazies are roaming out there.

"I think you're a great person Azure, and I know I'd enjoy hanging out with you for as long as you wanted to hang around a science dork like me.  There's no rush, no need to say one way or another if you're comfortable with this.  And I'll understand no matter what you decide on."

  "I'm not exactly trainer material either, beyond the paperwork formalities.  But you don't actually need a ball to do what your asking.  Unless I've been doing it wrong the past couple times and everyone else is just too stupid to debate the end result."