Call Henry's Poke"gear!

[no_ufo_ending]

Hi there! Wanna thread but don't have time/want to set up a whole post for it?
Does your character just wanna call and shoot the breeze? LET'S DO IT.
Just use the COMMENT and MESSAGE threads below!

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Comments

[foolishwren]

<sub>[The Litleo's eyes squint devilishly, and then disappear as her head lowers to the floor and her rump shoots up in the air. Where it wiggles once... twice... three times...]

[And then about fifteen pounds of lion cub comes straight down on the middle of the lump in the sleeping bag.]</sub>

[no_ufo_ending]

<sub>[Henry sits bolt upright with a loud OOF and the only thing stopping him from grabbing the little critter up by her tail and hurling her across the room thanks to his Survival Horror Protag Relfexes is the fact that his arms are pinned to his side by his sleeping bag.]

[He blinks groggily down at the happy cub on his lap and then sags.]</sub>

Uuuugh, Scarlet. What is Heather feeding you?

[foolishwren]

<sub>[The answer is almost everything. She's even worse than Cujo about begging.]

[When Henry comes launching into a sitting position, Scarlet tumbles into his lap and beeps happily, putting her paws up on his chest.]

[8] YOU ARE HER PREY. SHE HAS CAPTURED YOU.]</sub>

[no_ufo_ending]

_{[Henry groans. He is a wounded Sawsbuck. He is dying. Help. He can't resist bringng a hand under her jaw and giving her a scratch.]}

You're a horrible animal...

_{[His gaze drifts beyond her to his two goofballs dozing with his 'gear and running its battery down. He nudges Cheerios with his foot and causes him to roll over. Abe topples off of his shoulders and lets out an unhappy chitter.]}

You two nightowls need to keep Scarlet occupied. I have to meet with somebody about getting my photos in a magazine tomorrow morning.

[foolishwren]

<sub>[She explodes into purring instantly, rubbing her head on Henry's hand like she has five seconds to get her scent all over him before the world ends.]

[Naturally, she makes a sad chirrup when she is foisted off on Cheerios and Abe, but THEY'RE HER FRIENDS TOO so whatever, she will make the best of this situation! HELLO FRIENDS. 83]</sub>

[no_ufo_ending]

_{[Naturally, Cheerios is pretty cheery to greet Scarlet. He is probably the happiest Pokemon in the house. Abe is slightly reluctant and picks up the 'gear in his little hands. It was his turn to use it after all.]}

Abe and I are gonna get the high score on Five Nights at Fantina's! Wanna help?

[foolishwren]

<sub>[Scarlet and Cheerios are probably already best buds.]

[Tail standing straight up, she shoves herself between them to get a better view of the screen.]</sub>

Do I!

[no_ufo_ending]

Okay, get ready, because it's about to get creppy in here. We're on night four! Ready, Abe?

As I'll ever be. Are you sure it isn't too scary for you, Scarlet?

_{[Abe is used to being the baby and now that he isn't he must make sure the Actual Babies are safe.]}

[foolishwren]

_{[Butt wiggling in the air, Scarlet tosses her tiny red mane. Or... well... tuft.]}

WHAT, pbbbtbtbb.

THIS gal can handle anything.

[no_ufo_ending]

_{[Cheerios breaks into a grin. That's what he likes to hear! He taps the game and brings the screen to life. The spooky, empty gym reveals itself and the camera pans.]}

Are you absolutely sure? Because we would understand. We can always play another game if--

_{[Cheerios shoves a paw against the Venonat's mouth.]}

Ssshhhhhh, Abe! I have to listen! And lay off, Scar's cool! Aren't you? That's your new nickname by the way!

[foolishwren]

_{[Scarlet plops down on her belly, propping her face up with two disproportionately large paws.]}

SCAR... I like it. Sounds mysterious!

_{[Squinting her eyes, she mushes her cheeks up.]}

Mysteeeerious.

[no_ufo_ending]

_{[Cheerios snickers at how excited the little cub is. So the game begins. All the spooky robot Pokemon seem to be at their posts. But they can't linger on one screen for too long!]}

Okay, Scar! Which room should we look into next?

[foolishwren]

_{[Scarlet taps her little pink toebeans on her mouth thoughtfully.]}

Hmm...

Check the kitchen and see if my homegirl Sandy is in there mixin' up some snack magic!

[no_ufo_ending]

_{[The feed flips to the kitchen. The video is out but the sound of dishes rattling can be heard. Abe's antennae start twitching.]}

The party room! THE PARTY ROOM.

Relaaaaax. Scar's got this game.

[foolishwren]

Yeah! Video games are a combination of two of my favorite things... videos, and games! The only way they could be any better is if they also could put spoonfuls of peanut butter directly into your mouth.

But I need Trainer for that.

_{[... Well, now we know why she's been putting on so much weight. Heather take care of your Pokemon better.]}

[no_ufo_ending]

Oooh that does sound nice...but where would they put the spoon on this thing?

_{[He turns the 'gear slightly. Suddenly, one of the animatronics pops up, filling the screen with static. Abe lets out a loud squeak of terror and rolls backwards.]}

You've killed us, Scarlet! We're dead! DEAD!

[foolishwren]

Hm, fair point...

Maybe instead of a spoon, there could be a peanut butter reservoir that shoots out globs of peanut butter that you can catch in your mou-- WAO!

_{[She springs backwards, legs stiff as poles and tail standing straight up, the little red tuft at the end poofing out into a pom-pom.]}

[no_ufo_ending]

I knew this was a bad idea! I'm done!

<sub>[The little party pooper Venonat toddles away to settle down by Trainer's head where he slept and draw his little limbs and antenne into his body so that he looks like an upset Koosh Ball.]

[Cheerios watches after him before shaking his head and turns back to face Scarlet.]</sub>

Don't worry about him! Wanna go again?

[foolishwren]

Aw, ABE! It wasn't THAT bad! The first-person player character is just resting!

<sub>[8c OH WELL.]

[She turns back to Cheerios, trying to perk back up.]</sub>

Okay! We'll get it right THIS time.

[no_ufo_ending]

_{[Cheerios beams and slicks back his ears in determination.]}

YEAH!

_{[The game returns and the Leafeon hunkers close to the gear. At the cub's every command he swaps the cameras, checks the lights, shuts the doors.]}

We're gonna make it...we're gonna do it, we're gonna do it!

[foolishwren]

_{[By the time the clock's hit 5AM, Scarlet is so tensed up that she's vibrating, both paws stuffed into her mouth to unsuccessfully muffle the high-pitched eeeeeeeeee noise she's making. IF SHE SAYS ANYTHING SHE MIGHT JINX IT...!]}