Well.

"One of the Grunts came in while I was pipe-lining a burrito and I don't think I'll ever live it down." Chu-e answered, thinking back on is encounter with mint frost. "I also painted my nails with some of the kids." A happier memory, Chu-e lifts up his hands to show Kazimir Wynter his nails, painted a sparkly pink. @piper was adorable.

He scratched the back of his head as he rolled over in his head.... when the was the last time Chu-e had actually committed a crime? It was quiet for a few tense beats.

Awkward.

"Well," Chu-e started, clapping his hands together. "This is weird. But! If Zac likes you, you gotta be a good guy, so I won't split hairs if you won't. Deal?" This time, Chu-e offered his to Kaz to shake.

Chu-e raised a brow when Kazimir Wynter squeezed his hand. Oh boy. Chu-e prayed that this guy knew what he was getting himself into. He squeezed back, a nasty smile slinking over his lips as he leaned in a bit, his voice low and sweet but full of his own threats.

"Wouldn't you know? I feel the same way! Zac is one of my best friends, like a brother to me, and anyone who hurts him gets my full wrath rained down on them. And that includes you, mister hero." A beat of silence, then Chu-e leaned back and gave a sardonic laugh. "I'm sure neither of us will have to worry about that, though!"

Chu-e went to pull out his phone and message Zac Ramsay when he noticed... no signal. He frowned, then glanced around the clearing they had been standing in.

"Hey, there the hell are we?" Guess they had gotten so into threatening each other than they hadn't noticed the change in scenery. It was like they had been transported to a whole new section of the forest.

Cold war? It would be one-sided but very funny. And I very much encourage it OOC. Chu-e, however, would be just fine with Kazimir Wynter so long as he didn't hurt Zac or otherwise abuse his new power in being an E4 member. It would be very funny to see, though.

Chu-e frowned at his phone, clicking a few thing while Kazimir panicked over his pokemon. Tucking it back in his pocket, he patted himself down to find that his own pokeballs were also missing.

It was only experience that kept Chu-e from being fully upset. Glancing around, brow furrowed, he took in the change of scenery in more detail. At the end of the day, Chu-e was a Fairy specialist. He knew the tricks and traits of the type at large even if he couldn't pick out exactly what species or the intent from this alone.

But he knew enough to know they were fucked if they weren't smart about this.

Chu-e grabbed for Kaz's hand, trying to lock their fingers together and hold it tight.

"My pokeballs are missing, too." His voice kept low, trying to just speak loud enough for the two of them. "This is weird, but whatever we do, we can't be separated, okay? And don't tell your name to anyone if they ask, even if you think it's me asking."

"I have an idea." Which was better than nothing, at least. With his free hand, Chu-e patted himself down. He pulled out a knife and flicked it open. Someone like Kazimir Wynter might worry he was going to stab him. But, Chu-e just inspected the actual blade itself before he closed it and offered it to the larger man to take.

"Here. The blade won't do much if I'm right but the grip is made of iron. I think you can use that part better than me." Since Kaz was stronger.

"I think a Fairy pokemon did this. It might want to just have fun or it might be trying to eat us. I don't know which. Getting out will just be..." He glanced around the fantasy environment again. "Well, we'll be lucky if we do get out of here is all I'll say."