2 Gachas for 100PP

“Misconduct” he was completely confused by this police officer's approach. He wasn’t ever not friendly. He was actually being friendly. Maybe it was because he was big, and chatty? It just didn’t make any sense. Then again he was so darn confused and frustrated. All he wanted to do was to buy something cute with his rotom on it! After all they were a cute little vendor and he just wanted...something better and cuter.

“I….I just asked a question that’s all” he mopped seeing a little pokemon run by with some people chasing it, “Come back!” someone called out as Billi peeped up, “But I’m right here,” he whined not realized it wasn’t the police officer behind him, until his Rotom floated in the direction of the Plusle, “Oh….. something’s going on...and that?....uh wasn’t you,” Billi blinked at the officer. “I’m so blonde man.”

kyle lopez

Billi held the Yamper that spased in his arms only stared at the man with an awkward bounce. The blonde held himself together as the dog and the stranger stared at him. Something had changed, maybe it was something behind their eyes. There was some distrust or at least something there of disbelief, but the man liked to see the best in people. So he turned his attention to the fact he brought up his job again. “Yeah I make cute articles for the magazine about the people here. I was hired back home off my social media, though my articles are mainly online! Like all trendy things these days,” he nodded as Aspear licked his face coating it a slobbery slime. “Aspear sttttoooooopppppp” he pushed the dogs face away.

“I have a lot of followers on Rotogram so…. They reached out to me. And I couldn’t do streaming anymore because I got sad being alone,” he frowned and had Aspear wiggled out of his arms and run around again. Iapapa glared at the stranger then the noibat that tied the shoes. Like what? Her brow raised as she moved to look up from her low point of view, “Ma-wile?” she whispered to herself, because she was a LADY, and invaded privacy politely.

He paused and smiled widely, because he did like his streaming job, and it was fun for a while until he lost everything, but that was a story for another depressing day. “ Yeah! I was Billion on like everything. I played so many games! And I loved it. YEAH and fornite but I only played it with friends,” he paused and rolled over the thoughts, before thinking about the dances and got awkward backing up some. “Y-yeah I don’t dance” he tried to hide his shame of dancing.

”I...i...y-you asked but I-imm not good at it….’” he awkwardly and very meekly, and as white as possible gave the cheesiest Fornite dance. Turning a bright red as his legs bent the wrong way, hands didn’t match up even if it was probably cute. Yamper barked and danced with on his hind legs. “BORK” it barked playfully making the man stop. Then stared, “y-y-yeah...s-so thats my best fornite dance. It’s terrible,” he looked down avoiding eye contact. “What about you….do you dance?” he asked avoiding eye contact.
@quade

Truely he was dumb, he had to be dumb. No normal person would let a ranger walk all over them because they weren’t the police, nor did they have anything to do with border patrol. Billi was just a very dense man, so dense that no one could really argue or fight with the fact that between a rock and hard place he’d say “but the rock is hard.” and let the conversation go right over his head.

Even with the stuttering and the clear bullshitting, Billi was convinced that he was in legal trouble. He was fumbling his nice wallet, which looked expensive, and it was, perhaps his first purchase when he first made money. It was such an accomplishment because Rowap helped him make the money and it made him feel good to value his friend in a way of having a wallet. The button popped open as he fished through his stuff, “See! My visa! I don’t have my other papers with me, they’d be at my hotel.” he said awkwardly but the smile remained on his face. Blue eyes betrayed him as it showed awkward anxiety because he loved Hoenn and didn’t wanna leave.

“Keeping the region safe thank you so much!” words that seemed filled with respect and pride for the job. Rangers like him were the reason they had good relationships with pokemon. Galar was no exception. “I’m working for Pokemon Insider! It’s so much fun” Billi’s eyes lit up again as the Yamper moved to the next shoe and began to chew on those laces too. “Oh sorry! Aspear come here.” he called the dog and threw his pokeball so the dog could go catch it. “Yah I’m from Galar!!!! It’s my home. I miss it…. BUT I love seeing the world and new places it’s so fun ya know? People just live so different in different areas and I like meeting and talking to new people because it just makes me so happy. I used to be super awkward in person because I was a streamer and would only play online, and as a kid i was super small so I was afraid of people.” the man RAMBLED.

Listening to him surely was a task. It wouldn’t be like listening to a ted talk. No. This was a boring podcast about something terrible, like knitting. “People here really don’t understand me sometimes, or think i’m really WEIRD because of it but thats okay. I like my accent. I learned that it’s kind of unique to me ya know? Super….Galarian?” he didn’t notice the other Kalosian accent. “So uuhhh…...yeah I uhhh…” he paused hearing his Yamper get into something, “ASPEAR” he called out, running to grab it and come back, the Yamper in his arms making them flex.
@quade

“Slateport city is so big guys! Look out to the ocean! You can literally see pokemon swimming in the distance. Heck there's even larger boats going around. This city is possibly the biggest port city I’ve ever been to.” Billi’s Rotomphone floated around him on the tallest building scanning the scenery to his followers on a live stream. “It’s not like Galar, there is sooo much different things to do. So many new pokemon. You guys wouldn’t believe it. There’s some people that talk about three big dogs running around and their heroes, it’s just….amazing, soo wild” the smile beamed to the camera.



The giant paused and sat on the edge of the roof, relaxing. People started freaking out in the comments, “i’m fine,” he grinned before reading a comment, “hey is that an Idol in the background by the tree,” he paused and moved to stand up on the concrete. “oh hi!” he gave a dorky smile walking right up to the stranger. “I’m Billi, your music so fun! All my views love you so much, and your hair is like mine. WOW it’s like the SAME shade and everything. Well it's pink and i'm blonde but like it's the same bright.”



@elyse

These people suuuucccckkkk! Billi couldn’t believe these people mumbling on and on and on. What a boring day. A zoom meeting and it was just non stop. Over and over and over. Just the endless drones complaining and making up trendy ideas. Billi HATED it, he hated the meetings. Somehow he’d get sucked into them when being trendy wasn’t about trying to make a trend it was about being authentically you and people loving it. But hey, old people running a magazine don’t like change. Then again…. Billi thought, ‘do people even buy magazines anymore’ he thought considering the concept of digital magazines and that was what he focused all his work on.



Of course he just remained quiet and smiled like the lovable dork he was, having Iapapa keep him awake by wacking him with her hair. Which while funny actually hurt like getting hit by bamboo on the feet, or more comparable, measuring sticks. Just like ug. Ya know? Like a cold egg mcmuffin from mcdonalds. “finally free “ he stretched out of his confines and was free to wander the grounds. Naturally he was in his own world, heading down to the gym, where there was a changing room that was divided into the genders. Exhausted he didn’t notice he stumbled into the my more luxurious sex, ~the womens~.



Shocked at the screech and the angry, “GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE” that escaped all the womens mouths, followed by a rapid swift kick to the nuts, he was thrown out in a blink of an eye. “OWW I didn’t even know I’m soooorrrryyyy” he cried out, “I’m not a pervert I swear!!!!!” he screamed at the door banging on it but was met with more screaming.



maverick noah ryder

This festival was insane, perhaps some of the best mixture of culture and fun! Back home they had their own holidays and their own festivals, parades and things, but it was very...white bread. Billi needed these times of things reported on! What was this festival for?! What kind of people came here, what was the magical allure of the midsummer festival?! Billi didn’t know but his Yamper and Rotom were ready for a night out on the job...or day? Well day turned to nights so who knew when Billi was out and about searching for something fun to jot down, and write an engaging post to bring people into Pokemon Insider.

Fishing through the festival of people with two pokemon that were so sensitive to stimulation, and himself feeling the same way was almost impossible. There were brightly colored fish on sticks, and other wild treats that he’d never come to understand. But everyone he talked to were vendors, and always wanted to have a bright smile, and were perfect for pictures and posts. Heck being a nice guy generally got you a free snack! On top of all that, even his cute pokemon got lots of attention, all the pets for the goodest boi! Aspear was so happy and just spun in a circle chasing his tail half of the time.

Then he saw it! The perfect person to approach like a sasquatch. A depressed looking, emo looking dude with a nack for liking black and grey sprinks on his black charcoal cupcake with BLACK frosting kind of guy. The kind of guy that scream “yeah the world is ending and life is waiting for death,” person. Billi couldn’t possibly let that person slide through his shrek fingers. “Hey sir, I’m Billi, this is Aspear and Rowap,” his Rotomphone and Yamper barked. “What do you like about this festival cuz like I like all of it.” he grinned, “Is this an every year thing?” words came out of his mouth like a game of snakes and ladders.

oscar clayton

“Oh wow! Look Rowap it’s sooooo busy here,” he said pointing out all the people that kept walking around outside. “It’s like home! Isn’t it,” asking the rotomphone, that zippppped out like a bat, “ROTOOOZZMMM” the pokemon smiled and zipped down at his feet. Constantly zipping in and out of existence like a poltergeist. “what do we do today with all these people,” Billi asked the rotom, making it stop and turned, checking out the electronic vendor, “BZzt” he cheered.



“Sure Rowap we can look at the electronics,” he chuckled as they slowly pushed their way through the crowd. The vendor had lots of variety that not even Applin could produce. There were styled airpods, styled walkie talkies for kids among other things. Cupcake watches, which were cute and deserved a super trendy picture. “No filter needed #cupcake #cute #tech #withpokemon #pinkbluepurple #fakefood #keepinit1m” his tongue stuck out only to have the vendor stare him down. “Oh hi! Do you have anything that looks like a rotom or yamper?,” he asked and the person shook their head, because their didn’t speak Billi’s language or couldn’t understand through the galarian accent.



“Oh aahhh, come here rowap,” the tiny pokemon moved to spin around so the person could see it, “ROTOM ^o^ ” it’s face made the emoji before giggled and wanting to touch everything, “like him,” the blonde moved his arms open like a sociopath, enacting a response from the stranger to leave. “Oh….okay,” he frowned, his smile turning to a frown, shoulders plummeting to the ground with hands near dragging, “Boooo I tried….but he didn’t understand meeeeeee”



kyle lopez

Dense like a rock or more like mud? Honestly Billi didn’t even understand the idea that what he said was a flirtatious comment. He was far to stupid for that. Not that Billi really could argue with people who called him dumb, because he knew he was dumb. What could one expect from a sheltered bronks style boy. A mom that cared so much about his well being and, he himself, who got enveloped by his work and game life. It drained him of any real experiences, any real connections that he would come to desire as an adult.

The eye brows precariously raised as his thumb stood up like a hitch hiker looking for a ride to nevada. “Yeah! I don’t know what it is or anything on the menu! HAHA” the laugh was obnoxious and clearly a cover up for how anxious he was. Well….Not anxious but perhaps the more preferred term...AWKWARD. Yeah. For once the himbo was out of his element, looking for anything, something to fixate himself on so he didn’t look completely innocent and pure. After all adults had an image to sustain.

“A lil what?!” he pretended to be offended, “I can drink so much bro like...TWO BARRELLS A LOT” he taunted. Then the bartender rolled their eyes and slid the drink to Billi, who eye balled the other, before trying to show off and downed the whole thing in one go but clearly underestimated the drink and gagged from the strong after taste. “See it’s sooooooo goood” he lied as he held back, “What about you? You must love that drink,”

The blonde eyes couldn’t understand the person’s words for permits. Did he actually need permits for his pokemon. Was it that clear that he was foreign, it wasn’t like he thought his accent was strong. Looking down he felt even more confusion as the other kept going on about more permits. “ I have my Visa,” he nodded, “I’m registered to work in Hoenn,” he responded cheerfully. He was a gentle giant, but his brain didn’t work right all the time.

He reached into his pocket pulling out his nice quality leather wallet with a cute little snap in the shape of a yamper. “You’re a ranger? Thats cool! You’re a bro!?” he cheered as bright blue eyes peeled open and his tongue stuck out like the yamper who started nipping at the strangers shoelaces. “Like bro! That’s soo cool? So you don’t need a permit or anything?! Like nothing?!” he stepped closer and grabbed the strangers shoulders, “like bro what do you even do? What do you need my permits for?! All i got is a visa but like I can call someone,” he smiled brighter.


@quade

The green haired man stumped the blonde, actually to a large degree. “oh what?” he was confused for a moment, “Oh right this is a shop,” he exclaimed as the dog moved under the vendor to sit at the man's feet, drooling profusely. Granted the blonde didn’t know what kind fo vendor he was at, “Yeah it kinda SCREAMS cabbage. But uhh… what do you sell?” the blonde started poking at some of the products as Chesto flew up and sat on the vendors table chirping and poking at the plants.



Eyes moved to stare at the mans face, “Yo whats goin’ on with your face bro.”


elijah gardner