A give the small group a wave as they walk in, reaching down and giving Blue a scratch behind the ear. "Morning gang. You all slept in and this is not a marijuana in my hands," I say, throwing the now extinguished joint into the trash. It was fairly obvious that everyone saw, but I don't care. I'm sixteen, I can my own Mewdamn life decisions! If one of those happen to be toking up before a long ass hiatus that would make Steven Universe blush, so be it.

Blue's collar makes the laughing sound and he looks over the counter. "Is why stone man asleep on floor?" He climbs over and gives Kenny a little poke to the face. "Someone, hand me Sharpie! And tell me what human lower bits look!"

Dallas grins and reaches into his backpack, pulling out a marker and handing it to the Zangoose. Blue, being a freaking Zangoose, can barely hold the damn thing. He's able to uncap it, but as soon as he goes to draw on the secretary he drops it. Then there is the comical attempting to pick it up and dropping it over and over and over, for roughly five or six times until Candice grabs the marker.

"Digus'. You can't just do that when someone is in the middle of a pot nap!" She walks around tosses the Sharpie back to Dallas, picking up a red one from the desk. "You have to do it with a colored marker so it's harder to remove." She laughed and went to doodling on his face, drawing what everyone would usually think they would. A big 'ol dick on his forehead and stupid mustache. Dallas steps in and adds some glasses to finish it all off. Candice pats her Mimikyu on the head and comes back around. "Alright, now I'm good. What we doin' fags?"

I raise my hand and try to remember what our plans were. It's been a long time since we talk about it, a little over six months. "Ok, I believe we were… going to go grab breakfast and then I was gonna challenge Crest to my first gym battle! Think you're ready for that, Blue?"

The Zang nods and talks through her collar. "Let's do this shit, my boy!"

"Hey! I think that was the first proper sentence you've said!" I pat Dallas on the back. "Good job, PiT! Looks like it's still working pretty awesome!"

The kid smiles up at me and gives a small sort of bow. "Thanks Walt! And I guess thank you too, Blue!" He gives Blue a little pat on the head and gets a purr in return. Still adorable, the both of them. That's not weird. Maybe a little.

Candice comes back around from the desk and gives her horrible little shit ghost a pat on the head, clipping her Ranger disc thingy onto her belt. "Alright, let's grab our shit and get going. I have to eat like a motherfucker and a half, and all this pot smoke isn't helping any."

Somehow, I wasn't much altered by the weed, just gave me a little bit of the munchies. "I could eat too. Haven't ever since last night." I laugh and run back into the quarters, grab my bag, and come back out. "Ready?"

I get a thumbs up from the two and turn towards the door, speaking back to the unconscious Kenny, "Take care my man! Don't get to toked without me!" I get a pair of looks from my companions and Blue and clear my throat. "N-not that I do that. Of course not!" I mean, it is super weird. It borderline doesn't affect me in any way. Kind of takes away most of the purpose of it. Y'know, aside cancer prevention.

We walk out of the station and turn towards the restaurant, walking up to it for our breakfast and maybe battle. Sadly, coming up I come to the realization that this early in the fucking morning, and no one is going to be open right now. Especially something that opens at 9:00 in the morning. Probably shouldn't have picked a place that is a super fancy restaurant/gym for breakfast. I take out my 'Dex and look at the time. 7:45. Well, we have a good bit of time to train at least, or other stuff like that. Whatever happens will happen.

Candice looks down at me and shakes her head. "Perhaps I should have mentioned that this place is a little bit of a late open. Probably should have brought that up before we planned anything for today."

"You are… y'know what, I'm gonna let this one pass because if I say otherwise you're gonna slap me upside the head."

Candice chuckles. "You learn quickly, don't you Walt? Ok, now what?"

"Uh…" I actually didn't have much of a backup plan if the gym wasn't open. Looks like I have to improvise. My favorites and best thing to do. "Alright, I guess the obvious for me to do is train some. You guys are free to follow, but I'm not sure how much y'all would actually be… huh. There has to be something." I think before getting a tug on my pants from Blue.

"I want see Wellspring Cave. Hear it a nice place, and add training place. Professor Biannca talk about it often, she met Plasma Team there one time."

That caught my attention. I do have a little interest in where Plasma use to hang out, especially since those Vision guys are on my radar now. "Well… I mean, it's not all that far and we can train a little. Could get a little training on the way there, too, considering we'd have to go through a Route."

Candice narrows her eyes and looks down at me. "Is it because he said Plasma was there and now you want to see if Vision is following them?"

"Maybe."

"You're a dumbass. But, you want to train to take on the Gym Leader, so I guess I can't complain that much. But you're taking Scrap with you."

At that, the Mimikyu jumps up and makes a very weird, sort of cheering sound and slides his way over to me. To which, I may or may not have let out and extremely loud and fairly feminine scream and jumped up on one leg the closer he got. "Ok, NO. It is not cool to play with someone's fears, Candice! You freaking suck, and get that…. THING away from me!"

The little ragdoll pouts and waddles its way back towards the Ranger, resulting in me getting a stern look from her. "Ok, I can understand you wanting to not be near Scrap, I was trying to be funny. But that doesn't give you the right to call him a thing!" Ok, now did I feel bad? The tiniest bit of tiny bits. Is that due to being yelled at by an actual person? Yes. Was it due to her being in a higher authority position than me? Bet your ass it is. There's actually a really cool scientific study as to why that is, but this is Pokemon, you aren't here for science.

"Uh… Huh, ok… I feel if I apologized now, it would be a mute point because you scolded me, but I still kinda want to?" Shit. Shit. "Ah… shit…" Now that I actually have a second to think of what the fuck just happened, I feel terrible. I really need to start thinking before acting. I can't believe I said that in the context of upsetting a fucking Ghost-type.

"Yeah, it is mute. Let's go already, I still want Scrap to get out more. The little guy has been stuck in the tedious work that was moving him from one region to another." Candice pats her shoulder and the shadow with rags sort of jump floats up there, perching himself, still with an upset expression. How can a doll of a Pikachu with two small lines on it's chest look upset?

"Uh… Yeah…" I try to take the conversation away from the Pokemon. "Hey, uh, Dallas. Where's your little nerdy self off to?" Good subject change, see what's the PiT is up to.

Dallas looks up to me and thinks, looking down to Blue. "I was thinking maybe trying to recreate that collar. I know I shouldn't get too ahead of myself, but I feel things could work out if more than just one Pokemon is wearing one. Speaking of, how does that thing feel Blue?"

The Zang looks up and shrugs. "Little itchy, not bad. Ten of ten, would recommend wear again."

"Ok, now he's talking memes. I wonder if I can program that out?"

I pat Dallas on the back and nods. "I hope you do, because I cannot stand memes. He says, having made several of them himself I think. I've memed, right?"

"Is memed a word?"