Dirk stopped mid way through bringing the burrito up for another bite, him and Houndour were goin' back and forth on the thing due to their limited funds, to stare at the newly arrived women and her weird slug pokemon thingy.

He and his Houndour shared a look, before he turned back and glared at the women while Houndour began to growl, not the actual move he didn't know that, and fire licked behind its teeth

"Whats your damage lady! Can't a man enjoy his freakin' burrito in this day n' age!" Dirk's scowl and pointed the partially eaten burrito at the woman like it was a pointer, shaking it all the while to accentuate his speech. "I also ain't givin' you my bike! You ain't the first person to try, an' you sure ain't gonna be the last!"

"DOUR!" Barked Houndour at his side!

⚰︎ Dirk ain't got no clue what kinda pokemon you go there!

Elisabeth Fiorelli

Dirk and Houndour looked at the Apartment and how much of nothing was inside. No posters, no plants, hell, Dirk was pretty sure those were just basic curtains hung up over the windows.

Even the Carpet didn't look like anyone stepped on it.

The only sound of anything actually interesting around here was the blender.

"Are we sure he didn't just take the plastic off everything for our visit?" Dirk quietly and exasperatedly joked

"Dour." The Doggy pokemon agreed.

Their boss finally came around to see the duo "Yo, Bo-" Dirk was interrupted by his Boss' rather intense question.

Dirk and Houndour both actually turned to look at the full on chopper bike that was on its kick stand right in the entrance, before looking back at the boss. "Uh... Yeah? Didn't want it gettin' stolen ya' know?"

The subsequent threat didn't exactly visibly affect either partner. Visibly.

"Ha, ha! Yeah, I got it Boss!"

"Dour!"

Immediately they began to sweat and look left right and back the moment their boss' eyes were off them searching for and dirt or mud or even a speck of dust from their passing!

Houndour spotted it first, Bite Dirk's leg, who had to hold in the scream of pain before he rounded on his partner, saw the skin mark, and used his favorite jacket to rub FURIOUSLY into the skid mark, removing it from existence!

Then they returned to their spots with a salute!

⚰︎ divider made by milky!

samuel carter

With confirmation given, and just skirting his mind about the fact a Pokémon might severely harm him, he ducked his head out while Houndour entered fully to open the door.

Houndour opened it far enough that Dirk could, awkwardly, and sometimes having to mount it, walk it into the actual apartment itself.

With his name being called, Dirk whipped his head up. "Uhhhhh," He and Houndour shared nervous looks before he looked back to his boss "Y-yeah! Sure! Whatever ya' say boss! What did he say?!" He almost immediately turned to his Houndour in whisper

"Dour." Was the simply reply along with a shrug of his doggy shoulders.

Dirk just sighed, as he got the Bike the rest of the way inside, set it on its kickstand, for Houndour to close the front door.

⚰︎ Bike is now inside the apartment

samuel carter

He opened the unlocked door with little fanfare, poking his head immedietly followed by several feet below him Houndour also pokes his head in.

Dirk looked down at his partner, who looked up at him

"Think this is the place?"

"Houn-Dour."

"Fair enough! BOSS!" Dirk's voice shouted from the door he stuck his head through "YOU IN THERE?! I DON'T WANNA GET SMACKED BY A HOUSEWIFE AGAIN!"

The red mark on his and Houndour's cheek was impressive in that it was still around.

Even more impressive was how Houndour's skull plated head was read from where he was smacked!

She definitely had a strong arm.

⚰︎ Lets ago

Kouji Matsubara

When one road around atop the finest traveling vehicle this side of Kanto, there are of course many things one had to keep an eye out for. Errant branches blocks in the road, things that could pop a tire. Those sort of mundane things. 

You know what isn't normally a problem one encountered?

"GET BACK HERE SO I CAN TEACH YOU THE NEW MEANING OF PAIN!"

"HOUNDOUR!"

Having your bike broken because of some two bit midget swinging a giant hammer!

"BREAK MY BIKE WILL YOU?! I'LL SHOW YOU HOW I'LL BREAK YOU AND YOUR STUPID HAMMER!"

"HOUNDOUR!"

"TINKATOOOOOOO~N!"

"NO EXCUSES!"

The pedals on the barrowed bike turned with a fury and a burn that not even fire types could dare stand! The outrage, fury, and need for revenge fueled the burning pumping legs of dirk as he pushed himself and his Houndour, sitting in the basket at the front of the Bicycle, after the pink midget pokemon!

That it had a bunch of flower stickers and was soft pink did nothing to stop how scared the Tinkaton, which he wasn't aware was its name, was.

Nor did that fear abate when several of its fellows attempted to get between the running Tinkaton and Dirk.

In a CRASH, the crowd were sent flying, as his grit teeth and Houndour's flames batted aside any barricade to stop their REVENGE!

"STOP RUNNING, YOU'LL ONLY GET BURNED TIRED!!!"

"T-TINKATO~N!"

"I SAID NO EXCUSES!"

"HOUNDOUR!"

their cries no doubt echoed into the air for miles around.

⚰︎ Dirk Road riding! ;D

samuel carter

It was a wonderful day in Sootopolis City. The sun was shining. The flowers were blooming in their, probably, pots. It was a crisp day, a nice breeze, just hot enough the breeze made it all better. It was the perfect day for a picnic! or a date! or a outdoor activity!

For Dirk and his erstwhile companion though?

"KEKEKEKEKKEKE! LETS GET SHOPPIN'!"

"HOUNDOUR!"

He was currently doing burnouts in front of a rather nice apartment complex, burnt rubber filling the air as he waited for the one he was supposed to get dressed up nicely! 

And anonymously!

So people won't know they're a rocket!

Like Him!

Also he was to do it to himself!

Dirk honestly didn't think about the reason they might need these disguises, just the fact he could have a whole lotta fun dressing up in various outfits on someone elses dime!

⚰︎ Time for shoppin'!!!

Camellia Lemaitre      

"You know, when they put out that add, I didn't think I'd get the chance to have my picture taken so much! KEKEKEKKEKE!" Dirk laughed like a corny halloween 'scary' skull, even as he slowly cruised his Motorcycle through the bit of a gathered crowd.

"Houndour!" His lil Bud, Helmet and Goggles on his face, agreed, even doing a Chuffing laughter to copy his own!

It was some fundraiser charity event thingy, he didn't really know what the big deal was with it... Only that he didn't have much a place to park! Journalists were everywhere. 

He still had the flyer with a staple hangin' off of it to show that he was here for the volunteer service.

"Sir! Sir! Have you seen any vehicles with escorts?! Flying Pokémon citing's?! Anything at all that Ms. Melody will arrive soon?!"

Suddenly, almost knocking him off his bike, some reported from the back of the crowd jabbed him with a recorder.

"Yikes lady, watch where you shove that!" 

"Dour!"

Dirk had to practically lean almost all of his weight onto his back foot, along with some of his balance with the bike, to avoid having that recorder stuffed in his mouth! His reflexive raising his arm and front leg just added to it!

Also didn't help his Houndour who was now skewed from his normal spot, who was now shooting the journalist dirty looks.

"I don't know no Melody, just here cause I saw the flyer." Pulling out of is jean pocket, he unfolded it and showed off the clearly hand drawn picture and details below 

The Journalist, quite irate at this point, stomped her heeled foot and stood like a towering Aggron over his pour head! The shadow alone would of sent grown men running to their mommies!

"THEN GET OUT OF HERE! DON'T YOU KNOW THE FRONT IS FOR THE FUNRAISER?! GO MAKE YOURSELF USEFUL AND TALK TO THE ACTUAL TEACHERS!"

"EEEEEEEEE-!"

"DOOOOUUUUU-!"

Dirk and Houndour jumped in fear at the scary women, before a dustcloud replace almost 1 for 1 with their bodies and the bike, such was how quickly and fast his bike zoomed out from the fearful visage and range of the Journalist!

For her part, she went 'Hrumph', before she noticed the various stares shot her way by her fellows, and merely offered a nervous smile and adjustment of her suit collar.

⚰︎ Dirk's not even been here 5 minutes and already hes been attacked milky!

Melody Miro   

For all the bravado he spouted, he couldn't help the sweat drop that ran down his face. He was nervous, who wouldn't be? Dirk deserted Rocket, he ran off without understanding the consequences, and now he just got a face full of em.

He was scared enough to poop his pants!

But he ignored it, channeled his inner Dare Devil, revved his engine-

AND SHOT RIGHT THROUGH THE PORTAL INTO HELL!

"YAAAAAA-" HE shot past his Boss just inside the portal "WHOOOOOO!"

Arceus, he prayed he didn't die slowly!

Kouji Matsubara

Dirk jumped back, like a housewife having discovered a caterpie on her floor, balancing on one foot, leaned as far back as possible, practically a fetal position while standing! Except instead of his arms off kilter, they both were holding the passed out houndour!

"N-no! It ain't n-nothin' like that, Boss! I-its just, uh, y-ya'know-"

The poke say him clench and go "Eeeee!" in fear, so sure that he was about to be called out! The bloodthirsty smile on his Boss' face saw all that sweat eject his body and be sent down his skin like it was a freaking pressure washer!

HIS BOSS JUST SQUINTED AT HIM!

That was it! He had to defend himself! He couldn't survive being killed! PEOPLE DIED WHEN THEY WERE KILLED!

He was about to move, throw himself down on his hands and knees before his boss, pray for forgiveness-

”Scared? If you’re scared, then just ride back. No need to have a scaredy cat riding this way.”

All of a sudden, his mental panicking, his physical panicking, and even the sweat bodily being ejected from his body stopped. It paused on a precipice as his mind blanked out at his boss' words.

When it started again, his body and mouth moved before his brain ever could! "What are ya' sayin' boss! You should know me by now, I ain't scared o' nothin'!"

Where in the world did that come from?!

"An' ta prove it, I'll drive through full speed ahead!!!"

He jumped atop his bike, Houndour situated on his spot if still unconscious, and revved his motorcycle until it purred! He even remembered to kick up the kick stand!

Of course, this daredevil streak was going to get him killed and he didn't know why or how he was doin' it!

Kouji Matsubara

Dirk stopped mid putting to voice the various action comic noises and also mid karrate chop, while similarly, Houndour stopped roaring its name in attempts to mimic Absol and also stopped moving its head in the same style.

The both paused, because of a certain couple of sentences their Boss had just told them.

"D-d-d-d-deserter?"

"H-h-h-h-ound?"

Sweat began to appear appear all visible and unvisible skin.

"Mauh-Mauh-Mauh-Mauh-Mauh-Mauh-Mauh-Mauh-MauhARked?!?!" Every attempt to end in a puff of dread filled terror before he managed to strangle it out despite the lack of breath, even as he was still stuck posed in mid badly choreographed karate movie fight stance

"Hou-Hou-Hou-Hou-Hou-Hou-Hou-Hou-HouounDOur?!?!" Like Partner alike, the Pokemon also started to shake and shudder, threatening to collapse

Sweet began to fall like a waterfall down their skin, as their frames shook in place, threatening to topple the house of cards they both were physically, and were using as protection from Boss.

Then Boss opened a dark pit into Hell, and both of their eyes jutted from their skulls violently, metaphorically of course, as their Boss looked expectantly at them.

Houndour fainted with foam at the mouth first.

Dirk almost followed, but actual concern, terror, and fear for his life and Bike stopped him. "H-Houndour?! DON'T LEAVE ME TO HANDLE THIS ON MY OWN BUD!!!" He fell to his knees and clutched the Houndour to his chest as he cried rivers of tears.

He stopped again, turning slowly and looking up at his Boss, as sweat once more threatened to turn him into a mummy.

Looking for an escape, if he could even contemplate that, was to look between his Bike and the Portal into dark shadowy Hell, and he clutched the life line like it was all he had left!

"C-c'mon now boss! I don't think my Bike can fit in there! Lemme just hoof it the long way! It'd be more scenic! Y-yeah! scenic!" His shaking was actively more like an about to collapse building than that of a nervous person.

Kouji Matsubara