Elite Circle
Disclaimer: Take a wild guess.
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"Joy." Lance sits there staring out his window. To say it is pouring out would be the understatement of the century. Since there are no challengers today, he has really nothing to do. He goes over to his couch and "gracefully" sits down.
"There's got to be something to do." He says. His Dragonites come in and just look at him crashed out on the couch. Lance sees them and just groans. "Lunchtime, huh?" he says. One of the dragons nods. Lance finally gets up and puts them into the pokeballs. Since he doesn't feel like cooking, he heads down to the caf.
**at the caf.**
Bruno looks up as Lance comes in totally drenched.
"Would you like an umbrella?" he asks. Lance shoots him an icy glare and gets his lunch. He releases his pokemon to get theirs also.
"Where are the others?" He asks Bruno.
"Probably in their houses." Bruno replies. "They don't seem to want to get wet, although you seem to enjoy it." He ducks quickly as Lance tries to nail him.
"I don't remember asking for smart-arse comments." He says sitting down. Bruno just smirks.
"You're getting them anyway." He says. Then he seems to look past Lance. "Speaking of completely drenched......" he says. Lance is too busy stuffing his face to turn around. Until he notices Bruno's lunch seem to rise up out of his reach.
"Any more stupid comments?" Will asks from behind Lance. He finally gives Bruno his lunch back.
"You'd think they would spring for covered walkways at least." Lance says. Then he finally looks at Will. "You too huh?" Will just groans and nods.
"Gets annoying fast." Will says. Bruno chuckles.
"I stayed perfectly dry." He says. The other two look at him. "It's called an "umbrella" guys." Without warning, he gets nailed in the back with one.
"Umbrellas don't work in this weather." Karen says. Will and Lance look at each other. Neither had seen her come in. Bruno turns to her.
"Was that really necessary?!" he says. Karen gives him a sweet smile and goes to get her lunch. Her Sneasel looks up at Bruno.
"Sneas?" it says. Bruno groans.
"No I don't need an ice pack." He says. Sneasel shrugs and runs off after Karen. "What is wrong with her?" Bruno says.
"I don't know, but I wish I thought of that." Lance says. Bruno glares at him.
"Eat your lunch." He says.
"You're not my mother." Lance shoots back.
"I see you two are at it again." Koga says coming in. He looks over at Karen coming back with her lunch. "Everyone is too depressed to cook?"
"We are," Will says, "But Karen just can't." He quickly jumps up barely missing the punch Karen throws.
"Behave." She says. Will sticks his tongue out at her.
"Real mature Will." Koga says. Then he goes to get his own. Will just groans and gets up for his food. Karen looks at Bruno and Lance.
"Is it just me or does the maturity level here seem to drop." She says.
"That's what makes this fun!" Lance counters.
"I'm bored." Bruno says.
"That was out of left field." Karen says. Koga and Will come back with their lunches. Koga is yelling at Will.
"How do you get any muscle with that stuff?" Koga says. Will has a salad on his plate.
"It's better for you than that stuff." Koga has some unidentifiable meat on his plate. "Besides, I'm a vegetarian. You know that."
"Wimp." Bruno says. Will is getting just a little annoyed with him, but he doesn't do anything, yet.
"He's not a wimp." Lance says. Now, of course, everyone turns to Karen for the deciding vote. Will just looks up.
"This is insane." He says.
"I think you are all a bunch of wimps." Karen says. Will starts laughing, while Bruno starts cursing and saying something to the effect of 'can't count on girls'. Which of course gets him nailed by a piece of steak. Karen's aim is deadly. Koga and Lance just shake their heads and go back to lunch.
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Disclaimer: Take a wild guess.
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"Joy." Lance sits there staring out his window. To say it is pouring out would be the understatement of the century. Since there are no challengers today, he has really nothing to do. He goes over to his couch and "gracefully" sits down.
"There's got to be something to do." He says. His Dragonites come in and just look at him crashed out on the couch. Lance sees them and just groans. "Lunchtime, huh?" he says. One of the dragons nods. Lance finally gets up and puts them into the pokeballs. Since he doesn't feel like cooking, he heads down to the caf.
**at the caf.**
Bruno looks up as Lance comes in totally drenched.
"Would you like an umbrella?" he asks. Lance shoots him an icy glare and gets his lunch. He releases his pokemon to get theirs also.
"Where are the others?" He asks Bruno.
"Probably in their houses." Bruno replies. "They don't seem to want to get wet, although you seem to enjoy it." He ducks quickly as Lance tries to nail him.
"I don't remember asking for smart-arse comments." He says sitting down. Bruno just smirks.
"You're getting them anyway." He says. Then he seems to look past Lance. "Speaking of completely drenched......" he says. Lance is too busy stuffing his face to turn around. Until he notices Bruno's lunch seem to rise up out of his reach.
"Any more stupid comments?" Will asks from behind Lance. He finally gives Bruno his lunch back.
"You'd think they would spring for covered walkways at least." Lance says. Then he finally looks at Will. "You too huh?" Will just groans and nods.
"Gets annoying fast." Will says. Bruno chuckles.
"I stayed perfectly dry." He says. The other two look at him. "It's called an "umbrella" guys." Without warning, he gets nailed in the back with one.
"Umbrellas don't work in this weather." Karen says. Will and Lance look at each other. Neither had seen her come in. Bruno turns to her.
"Was that really necessary?!" he says. Karen gives him a sweet smile and goes to get her lunch. Her Sneasel looks up at Bruno.
"Sneas?" it says. Bruno groans.
"No I don't need an ice pack." He says. Sneasel shrugs and runs off after Karen. "What is wrong with her?" Bruno says.
"I don't know, but I wish I thought of that." Lance says. Bruno glares at him.
"Eat your lunch." He says.
"You're not my mother." Lance shoots back.
"I see you two are at it again." Koga says coming in. He looks over at Karen coming back with her lunch. "Everyone is too depressed to cook?"
"We are," Will says, "But Karen just can't." He quickly jumps up barely missing the punch Karen throws.
"Behave." She says. Will sticks his tongue out at her.
"Real mature Will." Koga says. Then he goes to get his own. Will just groans and gets up for his food. Karen looks at Bruno and Lance.
"Is it just me or does the maturity level here seem to drop." She says.
"That's what makes this fun!" Lance counters.
"I'm bored." Bruno says.
"That was out of left field." Karen says. Koga and Will come back with their lunches. Koga is yelling at Will.
"How do you get any muscle with that stuff?" Koga says. Will has a salad on his plate.
"It's better for you than that stuff." Koga has some unidentifiable meat on his plate. "Besides, I'm a vegetarian. You know that."
"Wimp." Bruno says. Will is getting just a little annoyed with him, but he doesn't do anything, yet.
"He's not a wimp." Lance says. Now, of course, everyone turns to Karen for the deciding vote. Will just looks up.
"This is insane." He says.
"I think you are all a bunch of wimps." Karen says. Will starts laughing, while Bruno starts cursing and saying something to the effect of 'can't count on girls'. Which of course gets him nailed by a piece of steak. Karen's aim is deadly. Koga and Lance just shake their heads and go back to lunch.
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