The Parade

[Nekayne]

Floats, banners, and dancers slowly made their way down the boardwalk as onlookers cheered and oo'd at the festival display. Children clapped and waved at the people dressed as Pokemon on the well-crafted floats, and some dancers threw candies to the parade watchers.

While most of the dancers will toss a few rare candies you way, some of them are eager to battle and turn the parade from a show into a spectacle. Battling these performers are supposed to be challenging, and therefore will give you 1.5x the EXP.

So, wanna check out the parade?

All participants of the parade can receive up to three rare candies or be challenged to a battle. One chance per character.

[kipper]

poppy hadn't realized that there was a festival going on. in fact, she had just assumed that there was a crowd at eloisa beach because it was summer and warm and the beach was perfect--and who didn't like going to the beach during the summer? but when she walked down the boardwalk, she finally noticed the large banner strung across on tall poles, announcing the summer festival. "well fancy that, ozzy," she had said, tilting her head back far to look up at the sign. that would very much explain why there was a large crowd on the boardwalk. she studied the sign for a moment longer, noting the psychic booth and the raffle. she might feel like indulging herself in a bit. but then she noticed the sign for the parade and gasped.

"ozzy, look at that, there's a parade going on right now, come on let's go, we don't want to miss it, come on!" in her hurry, she scooped up the deino in her arms, which had seemed like such a good idea in the moment. all she wanted to do was hurry up and go see the parade, but with ozzy being blind, he might hinder her speed in getting to the parade, and it wasn't like he was all that heavy, and poppy could totally carry him and run, right? wrong. poppy barely managed five steps before she dropped ozzy back onto the ground with a heavy grunt. "arceus, oz, you're so heavy! what do you eat?" she muttered, though her sour expression melted away when her deino barked and turned to lick her face. laughing, she wiped the deino-spit off her face and ruffled his fur. "silly deino," she said, "are you ready to go see the parade?"

poppy didn't realize her mistake until ozzy looked at her quizzically, tilting his head to one side. "oh, fuck, of course, sorry, i completely forgot," poppy apologized, hitting the ball of her palm against her forehead. arceus she was so dumb. of course ozzy wasn't excited to go see the parade. he didn't even know what a parade was, aside from the fact that he was blind. "a parade is just a really elaborate procession, where they have people dancing and making music. and there are floats--which are just cars decorated to look like things--decorated like pokemon or people or places or scenes. you just watch, no real interactions because ... well, i'm not exactly sure why not, but it's just a spectator-only kind of thing. which, well, you can't really do much at a parade, since you can't see, so we don't have to go if you don't want to. poppy stroked his head and stood up, making to leave. after all, if they went to the parade, ozzy would just get disoriented and probably run off again.

but to her surprise, oswald barked and hopped around, suddenly looking very excited. confused, poppy took a step in his direction, and as soon as she did, ozzy hopped back, in the direction of the loud commotion (a.k.a., parade). "do ... do you want to go?" poppy asked, having the tact this time to stop herself before saying "go see the parade". ozzy barked again, and poppy took that as a very enthusiastic yes. "alright, fine, but you have to stick with me, promise?" poppy stood and looked at her deino until he nodded his head, a goofy grin plastered on his face. of course, this was not the first time making the exact same promise--nor did poppy think it would be the last--but it was enough for now. she just didn't want him running off in the crowd and to lose him forever.

as it turned out, poppy didn't have anything to worry about. as soon as they reached the crowd, the noise and smell overwhelmed ozzy, scaring him, a little. to make sure he didn't lose poppy, he hopped a little closer and clamped his jaws onto the back of her jeans. poppy noticed, of course, but she wasn't about to tell him to shove off. he was her own pokemon for arceus' sake! poppy pushed her way to the front of the crowd, where they (mostly just her, actually) could really watch the parade. she came by just as the gymnasts came by, walking on their hands and doing flips in perfect synchronization. for just a moment, poppy watched in awe, before she remembered ozzy at her feet. carefully, she knelt down and sat on her heels, one hand scratching the deino's head to comfort him. everything was so loud and there were so many people and so many things going on at the same time and the little deino felt much too overwhelmed. but poppy's touch was calming and when she started describing the parade to him, he stopped feeling scared and instead he stood frozen in awe as he used his imagination to try and see what was going on.

[Nekayne]

Performer Ed wants to battle!

Walking alongside the gymnasts close to the barricade that separated performers from spectators, a chubby juggler came past, juggling what looked like a number of bowling pins. He threw them higher as he walked, catching them and throwing them in perfect motions, awaiting to hear the crowd in awe of his skill.

...Yet, there was no sound. Everyone was too focused on the gymnasts or dancers or--well, anything but him! He was a good performer. Why didn't anyone pay any attention to him?

Eyeing the crowd, his sights set onto a particular woman with vibrant red hair. He couldn't see if she had a Pokemon, not with all the people around or any clear view to her belt line (as it seemed that's where most trainers kept their Pokeballs), but he would make a spectacle by challenging her anyways.

Catching all five of his bowling pins, he pointed one straight through the crowd and into the face of Poppy. "You there!" He shouted above the crowd, causing some of the spectators to gasp and back away from the area surrounding the red head. "How about we battle on the parade grounds? Beat me and I might have a prize for you!" An infuriating, smug smirk crossed his face. "Though I doubt you could win."

[kipper]

poppy wasn't sure how long she sat there for, trying to describe the parade to ozzy. part way through, she had grown a little tired, so she looked to her deino and was about to ask if he wanted her to stop when she saw the expression of awe on his face. at least, that's what she thought it was. his mouth was stretched out into an open smile and he was staring up at the sky and for a moment there poppy thought he actually could see the parade. but then, ozzy turned to look at her and whined, and she realized that she had stopped her rave of description for a moment. with a quick apology, she continued on, smiling and sneaking peaks at her pokemon every so often.

she had just been going on about this one trick the acrobats had done, where one person would walk on their hands, while another balanced precariously on their feet and juggled or spat fire, when a juggler came near them. "he's juggling these bowling pins and kind of chubby and a little funny looking in that costume, but he's dressed like a clown, so i think he's supposed to be funny-looking. anyway, he's throwing them higher into the air and catching every single one! the pins are ju--"

poppy found that she was interrupted when the juggler pointed a bowling pin straight through the crowd and right at her. oswald looked up at her in curiosity, wondering why she had stopped and even whined a little. but poppy barely even noticed as she tried to register what the juggler had said to her. oh, a battle challenge? for a moment, poppy hesitated. was she allowed to accept? even though it was in the middle of a parade? but then she realized that everyone here was here to spectate, to watch something amazing happen. so, she decided she would give them something amazing to talk about at the dinner table. putting a hand on her deino's head, she quietly told him, "the juggler just challenged us to a battle. he said he had a prize for us, but that he doubted that we could win." that last bit was what got ozzy all riled up. suddenly his smile had melted away to a scowl. how dare that juggler think he wasn't good enough?

oswald's reaction got a smile from poppy. alright, he had convinced her. she stood up, brushed herself off and grinned at the juggler. "it would be easier and much less humiliating if you just handed over the prize now," she said, helping ozzy over the small barricade, then climbing over herself. "but, since you insist, i suppose the least i can do is oblige."

she was now standing in the parade, though all the floats and acrobats and performers were creating a polite and wide sweep around her and the juggler. her deino was at her feet, hackles raised and clawing the ground. the parade and the crowd of people was a little overwhelming, but if he focused enough, he could ignore them all for this battle. he would give them something to watch this time. "one on one, fair rules," poppy called out, hoping she looked much more confident and experienced than she felt or was. inside she was giving herself a pep-talk monologue, telling herself that she could do this, all she had to do was believe in oswald.

[Nekayne]

A grin has plastered itself onto Ed's face as the red-head accepted and proceeded to climb over the fence. The spectators close by began to give a round of applause for the sudden new source of entertainment, and they began to mumble and converse, trying to decide who would be the victor.

"One on one it is!" Ed announced. His hand reached to the pocket hidden inside of his coat and he withdrew a trio of travel-sized Pokeballs between his fingers. He allowed his bowling pins to fall to the floor, opting to juggle the three Pokeballs.

"Hm, now which Pokemon will it be to face this Deino? This one is feeling lucky!" With that, soon as the choice Pokeball came back into Ed's hand, he tossed it to the ground, keeping the other two Pokeballs juggled with one hand.

The Pokeball cracked against the pavement and opened with a bright flash of red. The Pokemon that materialized out of it spun on the tip of his leg, his arms outstretched and a beaming smile plastered onto his face.

"Alright, Mime Jr. How about we kick this off nice and simple with a barrier!"

The Mime Jr. let out a small squeak of delight. There were crowds! There was cheering! There was a challenger! Seeming to take on his trainer's trait of the need to shine, Mime Jr. wasted no time in putting his hands before him, allowing a translucent barrier to circle about his body to raise his defences. Oh this was going to be fun!

[kipper]

when the juggler put his hand into his pocket to pull out his pokeball, poppy tensed up, expecting him to release some intense pokemon like a garchomp or an epic charizard. that would not only be terrifying, but unfair. plus, it probably wouldn't give that much entertainment for people. after all watching some big pokemon beat up on a little one was just shameful and completely unfair. but then the juggler pulled out pokeballs and started to juggle them. oh of course. poppy relaxed, just a little and rolled her eyes. she supposed putting on a show was just ... in his nature. he probably got paid the more of a reaction he got from the audience, or something stupid like that. well, it didn't matter, because this way he'd probably just mess up or lose focus, and poppy and ozzy would be able to knock him down. finally, he tossed one of the pokeballs and it flew in a nice arc until it hit the ground and exploded in light. for a moment, the anticipation was too much to handle for poppy. what pokemon was it, she wondered. but once the light faded, there was just a tiny little mime jr. twirling on its foot, and poppy felt just a little bit disappointed. really? a mime jr.? those were just so ... well, so lame. but whatever, it wasn't her pokemon to judge, now was it?

the juggler took the initiative to start the battle off, and poppy supposed she was just lucky he hadn't begun with an offensive move. the mime jr. quickly raised up a semi-translucent barrier around itself, and poppy tried to think of a way to get around it. she thought for a moment, before deciding that brute force might be the easiest solution. but not tackle, as the glass-like barriers would only stop him from actually getting to the opposing pokemon. "alright ozzy," she started, trying to get pumped for this battle by hopping between her feet, "warm up with focus energy, then hit him with your dragon rage!"

oswald stood and looked straight at the mime jr.--or at least, it looked like he was staring straight at him, what with being blind and all, ozzy couldn't exactly look right at him as he couldn't see. he crouched down low to the ground, breathing deeply for two reasons. first of all, he was trying to take in everything at once, all the smells and sounds so that he wouldn't get them all mixed up later, but mostly, he was trying to pinpoint the mime jr.'s scent. that way he'd put it right at the front of his mind so that he wouldn't lose it, even if the opponent decided to send him into the air or into the crowd. secondly, he was executing the first half of poppy's orders, focus energy. by breathing deeply, he was concentrating just on the little pokemon in front of him, and somehow drowning out the rest of the crowd. right now, the only thing that existed was him, the opposing pokemon, the juggler and poppy. all the screaming and yelling soon turned into a wash of white noise and ozzy found that he could ignore them completely and just focus on the battle.

without warning, the deino suddenly opened his mouth and let out a roar. as he did so, a large stream of electric-blue flames shot out aiming to engulf the mime jr. at the large and rather spectacular attack, poppy noticed the crowd's synchronized gasp and couldn't help but smile, just a little bit. she wasn't sure if ozzy had done that on purpose, but he certainly had a flair for entertainment.

[Nekayne]

The Mime Jr. gasped as the odd blue flame danced it's way towards him. He had expected the Deino to come for him, not attack from a distance, and he had not quite readied himself to move out of the way. The dragon rage singed the Mime Jr.'s arms as he had raised them instinctively before his face, leaving a soft pulsating pain throughout them. Thankfully special defence was a Mime Jr.'s strongest trait.

The crowd's reaction to Poppy's instruction and Oswald's display of power both revved Ed up and at the same time made the performer bitter. It was his job and passion to put people in the state of awe, but he enjoyed it much more when it was from his own actions. "Alright Mime Jr., let's keep it going! Go in for a tickle and follow with Confusion!"

Despite the pain in his arms, the Mime Jr. kept his grin large and wide. He swerved and danced his way towards the Deino, giving a spin or two, before drawing close and allowing his fingers to try and find the Deino's ticklish spots, his fingers wriggling to try and get his attack and defences down.

With the gap closed and his fingers at work, the Mime Jr began his confusion attack. Waves of red and purple hues circulated outwards from his tiny form as they tried to make their mark on the Deino.

[kipper]

"alright, good job, ozzy!" poppy called out when his attack hit the mime jr., right on target. she couldn't help but feeling a little smug as she heard the crowd around her, now that oswald had landed the first hit. the sound of the crowd was less intimidating and was instead pumping her up. feeling rather smug and sure of her victory, she crossed her arms and looked at the juggler, the smug grin never leaving her face. doubted that she would win, did he? well, had she not said that he should just give up and let her have this prize that he mentioned? at least that would save him the humiliation of losing his own challenge. well, at least this was good battle practice, especially for ozzy. poppy wasn't sure, as she was pretty new to this whole training business too, but she assumed that they would have to battle among a crowd rather frequently. done gloating at the juggler, poppy turned her attention to her deino, who was standing in the middle, still in a crouch and tensed up. though the initial focus energy had helped him drown out the crowd, the noises and smells were distracting, and it was taking a lot of concentration to focus just on the battle. the deino had a scowl on his face, still trying to just concentrate on the battle.

when the mime jr. suddenly started moving towards him, oswald tensed up, ready to spring away in case of an attack. but the small pokemon just twirled in circles around him, poking and prodding. at first, ozzy felt rather annoyed. a low growl rumbled from his chest and he nipped at the other pokemon's nimble fingers, which were starting to get a little too curious for ozzy's liking. angrily, he nipped at his irritating opponent, though he was much too small and fast for ozzy to get at him. getting more worked up, he growled and really snapped at the mime jr.--at least, he was about to, until the other pokemon poked his stomach. with a high-pitched squeal, the deino jumped and seemed to freeze, absolutely taken by surprise. how did that darned mime jr. know that his stomach was his tickliest spot? feeling very defensive now, ozzy crouched down low--as if that would stop him from getting tickled again--and growled. but, being blind, he missed that the mime jr. was still not because he was getting ready to tickle him again, but to ready an attack.

it was hard to describe exactly how ozzy felt when the confusion attack hit him. there were painful waves just flowing through his body, though concentrated much more around his head. the deino stumbled around for a moment and growled, not able to figure out where the pain was coming from. he dropped his head to the ground and pawed at it, as if that would help at all. but surprisingly, the migraine disappeared as fast as it came and the deino pulled himself back up and just shook himself off. well, that had been bearable, he told himself.

from behind him, he heard poppy call out, "hey, ozzy, are you okay?", to which he replied with a surprisingly convincing bark. poppy was just glad that the attack had been so easily shaken off. "perfect, then use tackle!"

the deino quickly regained his position and focus on the battle. lowering his head, he quickly pinpointed the mime jr.'s location and charged.

[Nekayne]

Mime Jr. was clearly pleased with finding the Deino's ticklish spot and even went to the length to do a little twirl in celebration. Laughs! Crowds! Excitement! It was a grand occasion and he felt even more grand to be a part of it all.

His trainer, however, was pleased in a more smug fashion that their attack had went off without a hitch. While his Pokemon was happy to perform, even without applause or praise, he needed both aspects to feel fulfilled. Winning this would provide him with such a need, and that thought kept him going. He only glanced at Poppy's equally smug expression, quickly pulling away from the sight, as he knew further inspection would start to infuriate him.

After Oswald had shaken the attack away, he was commanded to charge with a tackle and that very same tackle made contact with the Mime Jr. He was hit dead-on and the force drove him back, causing him to tumble over his own feet and eventually twist up until he landed onto his stomach. He was temporarily winded, suddenly wondering why he was face-down on the pavement and why his stomach suddenly felt so sore. Oswald's previous attack hadn't done such a number on him like this one did.

Still, the Mime Jr. pushed himself off the pavement, his grin eternal as he gave a spin to show that he was alright. This caused Ed to give a grin of his own and he quickly shot out another command. "Quickly now, copy-cat!"

With a playful squeak, the Mime Jr. did as told. Repeating the action that was done to him just second prior, the Mime Jr. ducked his head, his arms in front of him with his right elbow out, he came back at the Deino with a tackle attack of his own.

[kipper]

oswald had been surprised at the force with which he had charged, though at the same time, he felt rather proud about it. he was getting stronger, he realized. all this battling really was paying off. while the mime jr. was on the ground, the deino shook his head and stood tall, perfectly sure of his impending victory. still, he couldn't lose focus for too long, otherwise he completely lost track of where the mime jr. was and would open himself up for an attack. so focused was he that ozzy barely heard poppy's cheer and praise. instead, he crouched, head lowered and trained to the mime jr. when the other pokemon pulled himself up, oswald let out an angry growl, having hoped that the mime jr. had been knocked out already. he just wanted this battle to be over already and prove to the juggler with over-eating habits that he was better than his dinky little pokemon. though poppy, on the other hand, was enjoying this battle to the fullest. this was their first time battling another trainer, so it was very good practice. plus, the crowd cheering them on merely egged her on and got her much more into the battle.

when the mime jr. pulled himself back up, poppy bit her lip, swallowing the urge to swear. secretly she had been hoping that the little psychic-type had been knocked out, but she was sure that it had to at least be a little tired. then the pokemon did a little twirl and she just rolled her eyes. like trainer, like pokemon, she supposed. then the mime jr. suddenly charged at ozzy, and she called out a warning, though it was too late. or perhaps oswald had been too engrossed in the battle that he wasn't able to register the warning in time. either way, the little pink pokemon charged right into the deino and he let out a pained cry, crumpling to the ground.

"come on ozzy, just get up!" poppy called out, unable to help the way her voice came out all tremble-y and worried. but thankfully, her deino was pulled himself up--though slowly--and shook his head. that had hurt, surprisingly so. there was a dull throbbing pain right at the base of his front leg, where the mime jr.'s elbow had dug in. if he had been just an inch or two off in any direction, ozzy was sure that the pain would not be as great as this. gently, he tested his weight on his paw and winced, though he found it manageable enough. with a huff, he straightened up and turned his attention right at the psychic pokemon, lips curled up to bare his teeth as he growled. now he was pissed. "alright, let's finish this off with a bite!" poppy called out, ready to end this battle.

oswald shook his head from side to side, braced himself and charged, aiming straight for the mime jr. in anticipation of the attack, ozzy opened his mouth, showing off his teeth. despite the harsh light of the sun, one could just barely see a dark sort of energy forming around his mouth, crackling, almost like electricity. as the deino neared his target, he let out a surprisingly menacing roar, ready to bite down on whatever part of the mime jr. he could get to.

[Nekayne]

After the attack had been successful, the Mime Jr. pulled back, giving a dramatic bow to the spectators as if somehow, the attack had concluded a show or had just pulled off a magnificent feat. Whatever it was, the Mime Jr. was proud of it, and clearly letting it show.

The pride wouldn't last long. After the Deino made a recovery from the hit, he proceeded with the next one - a bite attack. The Mime Jr. only turned from his bowing as the Deino pulled close, darkness crackling around his sharp teeth. The Mime Jr. turned in an attempt to run, but only managed to turn half-way before the Deino managed to sink his teeth into the Pokemon's side.

The Mime Jr. let out a cry of pain as the darkness struck against him and the teeth bore into him. He was a psychic type, and it was no secret that dark-based attacks would cause him great harm. As the teeth let go of him, the Mime Jr. let out an exasperated huff, bent at the middle, before finally collapsing to the ground face-first.

The spectators burst into a roar of applause and whistles at the powerful conclusion of the battle, and for the fact that the attention-seeking performer had his ass kicked in front of hundreds of people, including some of his fellow performers. Ed snarled, recalling his Pokemon and promptly picking up his bowling pins from the ground. As he tucked away his Pokeball, he sneered at Poppy before pulling the prize out from the same pocket and carelessly tossing it to the ground.

With that, he went on his juggling way, though now with a broken sense of pride.

Poppy won the battle!
Oswald has gained 1789EXP x 1.5, making it 2684, bringing him to level 14! 485/750 remains.

You received three Rare Candies!

[RE]

We were the kings and queens of promise

We were the victims of ourselves

WORD COUNT: 645 PKMN: SIX ONE LAST THING: NOTES: I hope this is okay D:

Summer was most definately Six's favourite time of the year with the blazing sun, delicious cool and sticky treats to be eaten, shiny gifts sent from Taro's mom to the summer festival it was all amazing and stunning. Today Taro had told him they were going to watch the parade happening in light of the summer festival happening, he of course didn't know what that meant but none the less he was excited.

They had arrived early just a little late by 10 mins, he sat a top Taro's pink beanie covered head, it was nice up above the usual ankle height he would travel by on foot, Mostly because Taro was oushing people out of the ways o she could get a better view which was for him at least delightful. It also gave him a better view of all the on goings of the parade from the flashy flaots with legendary pokemon crafted into huge monuments on huge moving platforms, to the dancers surround the float, or the blasting music from serval other equally if not better looking floats that did in fact pass he and his trainer by.

"It's so amazing Taro I've never seen anything like this before, do you come and see these all the time?" he shouted down to Taro who was ogling over everything, flashy, cute, shiny things did a number on Taro Six noted, her eyes grew massive and her her smile could almost rival that of a gengar's. He felt her head shake as she nodded her agreement "YES!! I would make sure my mom and dad, and sometimes my brother when they weren't busy of course to take me to ALL the parades that happened back in Nimbasa!" she paused to catch her breath eyes never waivering from the parade her camera's flash occuring when she saw a amazingly well detailed custume pass them by as they were int he front row.

"There was even this one time Dad took me to a parade and because he handles the money that helps benifit the parade he asked a favour from the head dude right..."

Six relaxed and closed his eyes on her head even though she was moving it was relaxing listening to her reaccount her childhood he learnt so much about her that way. "Right" he returned, "And dad didn't tell me where we were going until we got out he car at the very beggining of the parade, I was like 'daddy what are we doing here so early the parade isn't even starting yet!' And he was all 'Tavz I brought you here cause you and I are going to sitting and handing out candies and necklaces to everyone on the the main float' Six let me tell you it was the best day of my life!" she sighed remincing. Six thought that modeling, and traveling with him were the best things, but she did say days so he decided not to start up a fuss about it.

"Taro, do you like clowns?" he asked her pushing her beanie down to her eyes obcurring her view, "Er, nope I think they are creepy as hell and just odd! I magine those grossly makeup-ed faces staring into your window at night! NEVER will I like them." She shuddered at the very thought. "Having fun though squirt? Here have some water it's a pretty hot day, I mean even fora fire pokemon you must get thirsty." Six squeaked a little laugh then took a sip from the water bottle she was right though it was refreshing as it washed down his throat.

"Thank you, well we are mammals too so it all works out!" There were cheers as performers danced and did tricks right in front of himself and Taro he was facsinated by the stunts they could do without strings to help them.

maybe the children of a lesser God

TEMPLATE BY: THERE CAN BE ONLY ONE MIKEY ! @ CAUTION.

[Midnight]

Drag Queen Ellis wants to battle!

Sitting atop his throne like the the elected queen that he was, Ellis waved gregariously at the audience that had come to watch his float. Not anyone else, but his float and his float only. He smiled lazily at everyone as he waved, his gaudy makeup further enhancing every expression. The day was going accordingly so far. The weather was amazing, and the audience glorious. It was a wonderful day to be a drag queen. Or well, just about anyone. But especially a drag queen.

Except for the fact that he actually had to battle someone -- at least once, the people managing the parade had instructed the performers, which included him, unfortunately -- and who should that someone be? His gorgeous eyes (everyone thought his eyes were gorgeous, but then again, everything about him was gorgeous) roved the crowd for a suitable opponent until they fell upon the cyndaquil that was adorning someone's head. Was that a real cyndaquil? Ellis blinked, astounded by the life-like quality of Taro's presumed hat. "You there!" he yelled, voice amplified by the microphone piece that he wore. He pointed at Taro to signify that he was directing his attention at her, and only her. "What is that fabulous hat that you're wearing? I simply must know where you got it." he said as the float came to an unscheduled pause. The driver, nonplussed, allowed the drag queen ample time to dismount from his throne and approach the stranger, heedless of the rest of the parade behind them.

[RE]

Jul 11, 2012 12:29:47 GMT -4 RE said:

We were the kings and queens of promise

We were the victims of ourselves

WORD COUNT: 315 PKMN: SIX ONE LAST THING: NOTES: I love drag queen *mwah*

The parade moved on wards as did the performers Six was stiill rivited by thier sheer elegance, fluidity, and strength 'how could these humans and pokemorphs be so flexible he wondered'.

Rivited. That's all Taro could really put it, this parade here in the Noctis region had really taken her breathe away of course they could never quite top the parade she had marshalled in, it still came pretty damn close none the less, the Queen of the parade had finally come to pass Taro was taken aback by her lovely gown adored with shimmering jewels, fabric that looked so soft a whimsicott would be in envy.

Her ears perked up swivelling in the direction of the Queen who infact had a dainty yet masculine voice,
"M-my-hat?" Taro stuttered touching her head realizing the woman thought that Six was something she had expertly crafted onto her beanie; as the what she could see now was a georgous looking drag queen waltz down form her throne with burly muscled men to make sure she didn't fall or injure herself as she descended down the stairs, Taro flattered beyond belief felt her blood in her cheeks burst like a fruit gusher with a blush.

Six a top her head looked at what he thought was woman elegantly scalling the stairs of the massive throne on the lovely float in front of them. the crowd had suddenly drawn thier attention towards he and Taro "Who is she calling a hat?" he asked looking down at his trainer's brows that had shot up in conjuction with her flushed cheeks. He was sure she was blushing with all this attention why? wasn't she used to this or was it because a memeber of the parade who was beautiful thought the same of Taro?

"I'm not a hat" Six retorted dryly for Taro who was simply star struck at this point.

maybe the children of a lesser God

TEMPLATE BY: THERE CAN BE ONLY ONE MIKEY ! @ CAUTION.

[Midnight]

"Oh my goodness!" the transvestite cried. "It speaks! Wait... is that a living... breathing... cyndaquil?" he asked, blinking as if he couldn't believe his eyes. Without any warning, he squealed and in one fluid motion plucked the cyndaquil from Taro's head and held Six like a newborn baby, tucking him into the crook of his arm."Oh my goodness, look at you, you're absolutely precious," the man crooned, grinning foolishly. "What's his name, by the way?" he asked, peeling his eyes away from Six long enough to glance at Taro. "Does he have a name? He should. He's adorable."