A job. What job would be good for a rock reptile with scythes for hands? Now that's a crazy thought. I wonder into town in search of my new occupation. I first start to look for a "help wanted" board lofted usually in the center of town, but I have no luck. I guess I will have to do it the old-fashioned way.

I walk off in a random direction, looking for some job that my scythe hands could be useful f...*BOOF!*

I walk strait into someone and hurl backwards to the ground. God, I know I am randomising my trail, but just don't randomize your eyesight. "Ugh, sorry, I wasn't looking where I was going." I say picking myself up. "Ugh, ow. It's fine. I wasn't looking too hard either." I find a stack of books and DVDs lying beside me. I pick them all up and hand them to the Infernape that I ran into. "Oh, thank you. Hey wait, are you Marvin?" "Yes, how do you know my name?" "Oh my Arceus! Thank you again for saving my sister!" She says shaking my hand. "Lucy told me the whole story." "Then, no offence, but you must owe some Pokemon money?"

"Oh, that." "Something wrong?" "It's just, my mother was a ditto, and that's bad enough, but...She was also a hardcore gambler. She lost a poker game big-time, and she was then in debt to the winners. She ran away last month so, she burdened the price on my sister. But she couldn't take it, so she put it all on me."

"Oh, I..I'm sorry." "I wish she would come and at least try and help me earn the money instead of taking care of her puppy-dog boy friend." "Yeah, that's what she said!" She snickers at my comment before laughing a bit. I then realise what I just said to her." "Oh Arceus! I didn't mean it like that! I meant it as in she said he was a puppy dog." This doesn't help, because she just laughs more to this. "Yeah, yeah. I get what you really mean." She says calming down.

"So, where are you headed off to?" "I'm just trying to find a job but, these grim reaper hands don't help my case much." "Perhaps, wait, how about a butcher?" "A butcher?" "Yeah! They cut up meat and slice stuff up a lot, It'd be perfect for you!" "Oh yeah, thanks! Do you know where it is?" "Yep, just about 4 blocks that way on the right." She says pointing to my left. "Thanks, oh, here." I start to walk off when I trip over one more of her books. Before I hand it to here I get a good glimpse of the cover. It says: "When the Monster became a Man". It was a porn magazine.

I let out an awkward "Oh." Along with a surprised expression on my face. "Yeah...It's my heating season too. A girl's gotta pleasure herself." "Okay! Okay. Do not need to hear the details!" I say quickly. "Hehe, well, see ya!" "Bye!" We both say exchanging waves.

I head off in the directions she gave me, until I come to a butcher shop with the name: "Scrafty's Savoury shop". I push the plastic door open and walk in. Immediately a Scrafty in an apron walks up tome and asks: "Mornin' What can I get ya?" "Well, are you hiring right now?" "Hmm, I aint at the moment, but I guess you have mouths to feed, so I gues the job's yours if ya want it." "Really? Just like that? No interview or personal questions?" "Are Ye supposed to do that when hiring someone?" "I dunno, they just do it a lot in the movies." "All you really do here is cut meat and serve it, that's it. So there's not much point on doing a review of ye past." "Heh, yeah I guess. Where do I start?"

"Well, we've got some fresh pig liver in the back room If ya want te start there. Oh, and you'll need an apron as well." He says chucking me an apron. I slip it on quickly and head into the back room.

I go through the day cutting up and sorting through many types of meat, getting my blades very dirty indeed. (I should probably lay down a few tips about the logic here. In this world, the world is ruled entirely by Pokemon. There were once humans, but a virus broke out a few years later that had no effect on us Pokemon, but was lethal to the human race. I pain and worry, all Pokemon took up the ways of the humans and we are now living their lives. Also, actual animals like pigs, dogs, cats and deers actually exist, so Pokemon have meat to consume without becoming cannibals. Okay, back to the story.) My boss lets me off at about 6:00 and we both head off.

I live nowhere yet, so now I must look for a place to stay. It doesn't take as long as it did to find a job when I come across a Motel. I enter the reception and tap a small bell on the desk. Nobody comes after a while. I ring the small bell again. A series of moans and wails vibrante through the room before two dreary-eyed Goodras stand up and flop on the desk holding about three bottles of Whiscash Whisky in their hands. They are obviously drunk so I'll try and keep my sentences simple.

"Hello, are there any spare rooms available?" "*URP* Ugh, I don't fuckin' know, maybe? I think the third...uhhh floor has some spares bud." "Great, which ones?" "Uhhh, just take a remaining key from the cabinet or some shit." The Goodra then collapses on the other and they continue drinking and slobberingly making out. I excuse myself from this gross scene and grab a key from the cabinet near the desk and head up the stairs. I pass a few rooms until I come to the one with the number of the key on it. I put the key in the lock and enter.

It's not the best room I've seen, but I've seen worse. It had a single bed, a very old television and a small drawer. I put my sallary in the drawer, plop myself down on the bed, and turn the television on. The only thing that it ran was a crappy 90's movie about a giant Tyranitar wreaking havoc on a big city. I get bored after 20 or so minutes, switch the tv off, and head off to sleep.

So, I succsessfully had an awkward conversation with your crush's sister, got a job, and got a bed to rest your head. Not bad Marvin, not bad at all.