036. [Text/Action for Goldenrod City]

[explosivecombat]

As grateful as I am that it's no longer raining animals down from on high, it's debatable whether this is much better.

[And there's a shot of the interior of a florist shop – one that's normally well-kept, from the look of it, though the "normally" is a bit marred today; it's not quite bull-in-a-china-shop level of disarray, but it's obvious someone's been going through the flowers with reckless abandon today.

Or, well, something, given that the next shot is showing the area behind the counter; that...well, that certainly is a pair of very young-looking and clearly sleepy goats back there, all folded in on themselves and solidly out cold.]

Don't misunderstand me, they're adorable, but they're making it somewhat difficult for me to work.

As for the more important matters, for those who care: I'm in Goldenrod City for the time being – are these things everywhere, or just here? And it's worth noting that, like with the cats and dogs from earlier, they're not anything I recognize, either.

[And Kimblee can be found in that florist shop for the better part of the day today, actually, if anyone wants to speak to him in person; this is apparently just something he's going to do with himself when he's not terrorizing the network. It's mundane work to be sure, but it's surprisingly calming; granted, if you ask him to arrange anything for you, it's likely going to be very passive-aggressive if he doesn't feel you're being creative enough in your requests, so tread lightly lest you hand your beloved something that translates to "SORRY ABOUT YOUR TASTE."]

Comments

[dead philosophers, what else]

[doitrockapella]

...I didn't realize it was "take your kids to work day".

[WOMAN THAT PUN THOUGH...]

[explosivecombat]

[WOMAN]

...You know, that one was so terrible it was almost admirable.

[doitrockapella]

I'm glad it didn't get your goat.

[STOP HER]

Those showed up today, did they?

[explosivecombat]

They did, and not from a skyward direction, unless I'm mistaken and missed the monsoon that kicked this off. They arrived like a halfway sane swarm.

[doitrockapella]

Maybe that's why I haven't seen hide nor hair — nor leaf, I suppose — of them all day.

It's a shame, really. They're adorable.

[explosivecombat]

I don't suppose I could interest you in one? Believe me, they're a plague today.

[doitrockapella]

...Did it get into the refrigerator?

[explosivecombat]

Fortunately not.

[doitrockapella]

More's the pity.

...Is it going to be entirely mine, or are we sharing joint custody of the kid?

[explosivecombat]

...I'll tell you now that I'm nowhere near as masterful with the puns as you are, unfortunately.

[doitrockapella]

I'll spare you for the sake of the well-played compliment.

[explosivecombat]

I do what I can.

[doitrockapella]

In any case, if the pattern of the past few days holds out, they'll be gone within the day, so they shouldn't trouble you for too much longer.

[explosivecombat]

Something I'm sure the shop owners will be grateful for; while the destruction is a bit irritating, I find I don't mind the work they're bringing with them.

[doitrockapella]

You know, there's something almost poetic to the thought of you finding the destruction relaxing because of the opportunity it affords you to fix it.

[explosivecombat]

Unfortunately, it's not nearly that sophisticated; it's that working here is rather dull a good amount of the time.

But if you really want to make a metaphor of some sort out of it, I suppose I won't stop you.

[doitrockapella]

Dull but still enjoyable enough?

[explosivecombat]

If it weren't, I wouldn't keep doing it.