Shred's irritation was fair. Oscar brought him on to make a supposedly easy job easier. He felt bad to have dragged him into this mess, but at least Shred has not abandoned Oscar yet. That was probably a good sign right? At the request for nachos, Oscar would look to Genesect. Genesect looked around before producing a fresh batch of steamy nachos seemingly out of thin air. Oscar was aghast.

"Did--did you prepare those ahead of time?" Genesect made several beeping noises that roughly translated to 'They were for me but I don't mind sharing.' Oscar furrowed his brows, "How were you going to eat those? You have no mouth. Or stomach." Genesect let out a long, sad beep. It just wanted to pretend, it was a really hard night and it deserved to have a fantasy. Oscar patted the head of his machine as he grabbed a taco. "There there, I'll figure something out some day. You'll have your nachos."

The taco was grand, perhaps solely because of how terrible tonight had been. As he felt the spicy torchic meat warming his belly, Oscar suddenly felt positive about their situation. "You know, I think we're on the upturn. The worst is behind us, and before long we will all be home trying to forget that this night ever happened." Oscar lifted his taco toward Shred and Genesect as a sort of 'cheers' before happily taking another bite. Yes indeed, he finally felt that everything was going to be alright.

Then the street lights outside went out. Unbeknownst to Oscar, Zapdos was having an bad night as well. Its dreams were being plagued by strange nightmares, cursing it with a restless slumber. As it awoke from one of these nightmares, resting upon the Mauville Powerplant where it recieved a steady diet of energy, Zapdos decided to cope as many do when faced with a rough night's sleep: with a midnight snack. Its excessive gorging on electricity caused a power surge within the plant, resulting in a total blackout across the city.

Oscar gulped as the taco shop went totally black and the few pieces of equipment that were still on abruptly going silent. He chuckled nervously and shrugged his shoulders. "I mean, this isn't technically a bad thing. Maybe this could work out in our favor?" Oscar gingerly stepped out from behind the counter and walked up to the glass entrance of the shop. No one was outside from what he could tell, causing the gears in his brain to turn. "Yeah yeah, maybe we could use the dark to sneak away to safety! Finally some fuckin' good luck."

--One Hour Later--

They were not sneaking, they were running. They lasted ten minutes in the darkness before hell broke loose. The ground had begun to rumble before exploding with magma as a family of Heatran began clawing their way to the surface. Apparently they had been using subterranean power cables to feel comfortably warm. When the power went out--well you can get the gist.

Now they were rampaging through the city, with a particularly fat one chasing after Oscar, Shred, and Genesect not too far from the taco shop. Oscar had this to say as the trio ran for their lives: "Well--at least we don't have to worry about the police anymore!"

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Oscar was tempted to focus on the crimson gyrados but he kept his eyes solely on Theo. Not to be cool or anything, he just thought it would be more polite. Don't get him wrong, the gyrados was terrifying. But to break eye contact during a conversation? What was he, a neanderthal?

Oscar nodded his head thoughtfully. "I was. My documented illness reached a point where I could no longer perform my duties. I went to Unova for treatment, and as you can see it worked." Oscar motioned to himself dramatically, inserting a little humor into an otherwise serious report.

Oscar clapped his hands together, "Thus I have returned, although much has changed in the short time I was gone."

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Oscar was about to complete his part of the repairs when the Cresselia appeared. As soon as Oscar looked up, his eyes full of naive hope, Cresselia would reveal its intentions by attacking the ship. Oscar frowned deeply as the hull was further damaged, far more than he was capable of fixing on the fly. Oscar growled as he threw a fist in the air, "I just fucking fixed this asshole!"

It could not be helped, the moon creature was intent on destroying the craft--for whatever reason. Temp offered the idea of catching it, and Oscar would not hesitate to try just that. "Take this you oversized duck!" Oscar pulled an empty pokeball from his belt and threw it toward the Cresselia--only for zero gravity to immediately stop its momentum an inch away from where Oscar had thrown it. The ball would then float in place as the spaceship sped by, leaving it behind. Oscar watched the comical misstep for a moment, and when the pokeball disappeared from view he would finally begin stomping toward the airlock.

"Alright let's kill it."

Joined by another of its kind, Prime flew toward the Cresselia with full aggression. With its claws glowing hot red, Prime would attempt to strike at the legendary pokemon's blind spot with ferocious speed (Fell Stinger). As Oscar reentered the airlock, he would bitterly announce over the comms: "We are rapidly approaching the moon. We likely have to mitigate further damage and land as is."

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When an underboss invites you somewhere, you never question it. You just go. Yet even the unwavering Oscar felt put off as he traveled to a cavern deep under Ever Grande. If he did not know any better, he would think that this would be a great place to leave the body of a freshly killed scientist. An amusing idea, Theo would never want to hurt Oscar right? Right?

In all seriousness, Oscar would be lying if he said he was not nervous. Yet he did not reflect his anxiety as he approached Theo within the cavern. He had every right to feel fear, but it was up to him not to let it get in the way of his work. "Theo." Oscar replied with a whimsical tone as he finished his advance.

"I'm okay, feeling a little tired." Oscar paused as he appreciated the natural beauty of the cavern, perhaps searching for a hint on why he had been called there. "You did not pick an easy place to meet up. What are you planning?"

THEO BECKETT

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A single scale fell from the beast, landing right in front of Clavis. Clavis was astonished, looking to the dragon as if asking permission to hold it. When he was sure that all was well, Clavis bubbled happily and shoved the scale into his bubble. It made the water around his head very cold, but he was enjoying the dazzle of the scale so much that he did not mind.

Alas, the day was growing old and the sun was starting to set. The sunset naturally looked amazing as it was reflected upon the dragon, but Clavis could not stay any longer. His team members would be wonder where he was, and they would no doubt cause a great deal of ruckus looking for him. Clavis stood up, taking one last look at the beautiful monster. If only there were something he could leave for the creature to repay it for its generosity.

Wait, perhaps there was. Clavis blew into the water around his head, causing a stray bubble to pop out and float toward the dragon. When it got close, the bubble would freeze entirely, falling to the dragon's feet as a glass orb. Clavis waved goodbye to the beast before reluctantly turning away. He happily skittered off, leaping into the shadows of the setting sun.

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The dragon shook his shoulders, blessing Clavis with a splendid display of frozen beauty. Clavis beamed silently, the sound of light bubbling the only indication that he was in-fact cheering. Clavis would try to be as quiet as possible, not wishing to disturb his wonderful art piece.

Yet others were not as courteous. Ever once in a while a baby pokemon or two would wander by, unaware of the dangers posed by the icy dragon. Clavis was quick to remind them that the world was indeed dangerous, leaping forward with a shocking glare to scare away anyone that would dare try to disturb his art. Even the larger pokemon were not safe, as Clavis would valiantly attempt to scare them away. Luckily they seemed more intimidated by the dragon itself, wandering away so that Clavis could feel good about himself before returning to his admiration.

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If Clavis could understand what the dragon had said, he would surely be intimidated. Instead he would smile, blissfully unaware of his unwanted presence. Clavis sat himself down, satisfied to admire the great beast. Unfortunately he was not the only admirer of this dragon. A teddiursa waddled by, curiously watching the dragon as he shined in the light.

Clavis did not enjoy sharing his artwork with others. Faster than the infantile teddiursa could react, Clavis would leap forward and snarl. The small bear cried out before running away, much to Clavis's satisfaction. He would then return to his sitting spot to admire the dragon once again.

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At the prospect of soup, Oscar would politely shake his head. "I'll be alright, I'm not usually hun--" Oscar was drowned out by his pokemon happily cheering for food. Well at least Rosco, Ku, and Navitas did, Genesect abstained because it never felt the urge to eat. Actually neither did Navitas, why was it excited? Maybe it was just happy to hear its fellow pokemon cheer.

Oscar's pokemon waited patiently for soup to be made, while Oscar listened to the sound of sand whipping against their shelter. It was strangely soothing, like rain against a window. Except it was not rain, it was horrifying alien sand. Oscar pulled his attention away from his trance and looked toward Howard.

"Hey Howard--it might be a little too late to ask this but--do you think this is all possible? Like, we're not screaming into the void here yeah?" Oscar thoughtfully looked upward, his ears focusing in on the surging sands. "I want to believe it is. More than anything."

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Clavis did not know what drew him to the horrifying monstrosity looking about as approachable as a prison guard, but he could not help himself but engage. The little spider sauntered up to this towering dragon, admiring his beautiful scales and steely demeanor. He circled the monstrosity, admiring him from every possible angle.

Then he sat there, staring up at the thing. Perhaps he wanted to be acknowledged, or maybe he just liked looking at this shiny behemoth. Either way, there was nothing the dragon could do that would get him to stop.

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Clavis the dewpider had been depressed lately. He was always left to his own devices, after all he was Oscar's most trusted confidant. However, Oscar's loft was awfully dreary without him there--and he was there less and less. Clavis knew that he could get to Oscar if he needed him, but the fact that the little spider was getting less affection than he was used to was really bringing him down.

So Clavis decided to blow off some steam. It was his occasional habit to sneak into the Route 117 Daycare to get up to mischief whenever he felt down. As usual he slipped through a hidden weakness in the daycare's wooden fence and scuttled off to possibly mingle with his fellow pokemon. What bizarre creature shall he meet today?

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