The Raichu balloon lay in the sand, having crashed during the storm. Coughs and moans came from the basket. "Well, that was one stiff breeze!" Raichu pointed out. "A breeze?" Umbreon asked as he crawled out of the basket. "That was no freakin' breeze, Rai! It was a freakin' hurricane, like Vulpix warned us it would be!"
His short, black fur was sticking up all over, and his clothes were ripped and torn. His gold rings were flashing in anger. Espeon crawled out after him, in a similar state. "Why don't you just say you were wrong for once?" she said, agreeing with her brother.
"Cuz I don't think--"
"Exactly!"
Raichu sighed.
"Alright, I was r-, I was r-, Umbreon, where's our first stop?"
The siblings sighed.
"We need to meet Ms. Nina on the 'Black Rose'..."
Luckily, the boat wasn't far.
Has anyone figured out about the dolls yet? Anyone?
