"Oh honey..."

It was the only thing she could say as she watched the scene unfold, safe for stifling a chuckle at the dread in the girl's eyes, and the pure innocence in her pokémon's. Although she hadn't been intending to get involved at first, seeing how things were going she couldn't help it. And who knew, maybe she could be of help to the twosome. So that was exactly what she did.

"Excuse my interrupting, but it looks like you're in a rather sticky situation... well, at least one of you is." she'd subtly point out, with the Munchlax still licking away at its paws. If you disregarded the general mess of it all, the sight was actually quite endearing.

Andrea Vaneau

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An attractive woman with very long, crimson hair approached the wacky duo, commenting on the stickiness of the situation. "We both are, actually. That was my last jar of honey! How am I supposed to lure the feral Combee now?" The dragon-costumed girl said, clutching the now empty container.

Still, looking at Doraemon's innocent expression, she couldn't stay mad at him for long. He was like a cute lil' PLUSH TOY that you just wanted to cuddle and smother with affection. "It's okay, Doraemon, it's not your fault. You were just really hungry." Andrea knelt down and petted the Munchlax between the ears.

The alarming sound of buzzing hailing from nearby seized her attention, causing the young PokéManiac to jump up in surprise. "Do you hear that too?" She turned back to the other woman with a questioning look.

Kyrenai Black //mission

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"I, uh, think you don't have to worry about luring the feral Combee out anymore... though I would suggest we beeline it out of here." No pun intended. Not really. Okay, maybe a little.

If Andrea wasn't quick on her feet Kyrenai would just grab her hand instead and drag her along, giving the other woman a joint head start as the buzzing grew nigh-deafening. It'd only take a few more moments before a few dozen starved Combee started swarming the area they'd just stood in moments prior, and even less for them to notice the sweet, honeyed scent that had lured them was now moving along with the silly humans.

"Luring the Combee into open territory wasn't the plan, but, in my defense; you don't want to be cornered by any type of pokémon when they're hungry. Especially not the little feral ones." Kyrenai blurted, running back up into the street, not so politely shouting at people to scram. Which they gratefully did after a double-take on the pursuers. But by the redhead's sincere words, it seemed like she'd lived through similar encounters before.

Andrea Vaneau

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