"And then he said 'I AM GOING TO ENJOY AN EGG'!" A young woman dressed up in a bright purple onesie came into view, presumably telling the tail end of a joke to the Dragonite that was walking alongside her, carrying an egg incubator between its clawed hands.

"Oh, hi! Didn't see you there!" The pajama-clad girl cheerfully waved at the raven-haired youth. "Looks like we'll have to deliver these eggs together. I'm Andrea, and this is my friend Huggles. Nice to meet you!" She introduced herself and her Dragonite, who smiled with its eyes closed and wiggled the antennas on top of its head.

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Most sane people would've been creeped out by the Lick, but on the contrary Andrea seemed ecstatic to have her face covered in sticky ectoplasm. "Why, hello there! Is this a Ghost's signature greeting? Lemme try it too! Aaaaahh..." She opened her mouth and drew her tongue out, trying to return the favor.

Considering that Gastly's body was literally made up of toxic gas capable of killing a Copperajah in seconds, licking one was probably a terrible idea. Luckily, the Dragonite was able to restrain his eccentric trainer before she could get any closer. "You're right, Huggles. It's wrong to lick someone without permission. We've gotta respect people's boundaries." The girl said, nodding to herself.

Her partner in this egg-related errand was all business, wanting to begin their journey as soon as possible. "Fine, you don't have to be so grumpy. What if we had Huggles deliver both eggs? He could fly to Fortree in no time!" The draconic cosplayer suggested.

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The pseudo-legendary Pokémon nodded, holding one incubator under each arm. Flapping his disproportionately small wings that somehow still granted him flight, he took off to the skies, while the most amazing track ever composed for children's television played in the background.

Andrea giggled at the Gastly that kept circling around her. "Teehee~ What a playful little guy!" Rally's estimation caused the girl to tilt her dragon-hooded head in confusion. "Thirty minutes? There's no way we can make it there that quickly unless we use a car. I don't have a driver's license yet. My driving instructor says I'm too volatile to be put behind a wheel. I wonder what he meant by that..." She casually mused. "Maybe YOU have a car! Your name is Rally, after all!"

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Despite his name, Rally didn't drive a car, but rather a motorcycle. Andrea's ruby-colored eyes sparkled like actual rubies at the sight of the vehicle. "Oooh, nice ride!" She remarked, catching the helmet in the air. She promptly removed her googly-eyed hood, letting her orange hair swivel behind her like she was starring in a shampoo commercial or something.

Putting her helmet on, she mounted the bike after Rally, wrapping her arms around the latter's torso. She was getting a ride from a guy she'd just met. She really was living life on the edge! "Yo, Huggles! We'll catch up with you soon!" She hollered at the sky, where her Dragonite was barely visible. "Okay, let's go, Mr. Biker Man!" She then said with a bright smile.

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Indeed, the combination of the loud engine and the roaring wind drowned out the sound of Andrea's voice, so Rally wouldn't be able to hear her gush on about how much she loved Pokémon to the point of wanting to become one. He also wouldn't be able to hear her many embarrassing childhood stories, like how she'd once gotten food poisoning after eating a bunch of berries, or about that one time she'd walked in on her parents 'wrestling' on the bed while wearing Pokémon costumes. Her mom and dad later had to sit her down and explain to her that they hadn't actually been wrestling...

The lack of communication made for a rather boring trip (or a rather quiet one from Rally's own perspective). Assuming everything went according to plan, it shouldn't take much longer than his original estimation to reach their coveted destination.

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Hey now, it wasn't Andrea that jinxed it, but the incredibly handsome man writing her! Nevertheless, their prospects of having an uneventful ride to Fortree went down the hill along with Rally's prized motorcycle. Andrea was able to jump off the bike, but landing without breaking every bone in her body was a different story. Thankfully, she had a plan. "Missy, heeeelp!" She cried, sending out her Kangaskhan in a pinch, who caught the flying girl.

Climbing up the muddy hill while bridal-carrying her trainer, the marsupial Pokémon quickly caught up with Rally and his fun-loving Ghost. "That was close, heheh..." The young PokéManiac remarked with an awkward laugh. Missy gently set her down, at which point the girl took off the helmet. "You really should drive more carefully, you know. Anyway, we should hurry up." She said, putting her hood back on and resuming her climb.

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Missy allowed the Gastly to tuck itself into her pouch, which had enough room for the gaseous specter. However, should the Ghost type even think of messing with her baby in any way, they would get a taste of Missy's famous Ghost-affecting Dizzy Punch!

Meanwhile, Andrea followed Rally on foot, but her constant babbling was certainly more noticeable this time that there was no interference. "Aww, my Pokémon disguise got all dirty!" She whined, gesturing to the many muddy stains on her costume. "How long till we get there? I need to take a shower and wash my clothes. Do you think Fortree has indoor plumbing, or do they do their business out in the open? Maybe they turn the nasty stuff that comes out of their bodies into fertilizer later to help grow their plants and vegetables. You know, being self-sustainable and all that."

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