garbagechild | 003. [Video/Action for Goldenrod, midday]

[Wrath, you might want to watch where you're going. Then you wouldn't literally run into old enemies-that-want-to-be-friends-now while being chased by your Pokemon self.]

What the--OOF!

[Aaaaand down they go.]

_{[... Yeah, that's... that's definitely a benefit of NOT running at full-tilt down a street while constantly looking over your shoulder.]

[Wrath only turns his attention back to the sidewalk ahead of him when it's too late, and BAM. The tangle of pale Amestrian children bites the dust.]

[But no sooner than they're down, Wrath is already scrambling to get back up, planting a hand right in the middle of poor Al's face.]}

Ow! Jeez, you're--MMPH!

[FINGERNAIL CLAWS ON THE FACE WHY. Al flails to get up himself, probably getting in the way of Wrath in true comedic fail fashion.]

Wrath, what's going on?

Get away from me!

_{[... He says, as Al's shifting promptly knocks the ex-homunculus flat on top of the other boy again.]

[MEANWHILE, the Trubbish is ONLY GETTING CLOSER!!]}

You're the one that ran into me!

[Al finally shoves Wrath off and gets to his feet and looks around to oh god suddenly Trubbish]

_{[Wrath tumbles off, rolling a couple of feet across the sidewalk, but he's less concerned with the shove than his pursuer.]

[... Which is currently colliding headlong with Alphonse.]

[ENJOY YOUR GARBAGE. And probably also getting knocked down again.]}

[Yeah, he's going ass-over-teakettle again. And now he smells like dumpster THAT'S JUST GREAT.]

[But if Wrath is running from this thing...welp. Al wraps his arms around the more bag-like portion of the Trubbish and struggles to get to his feet without losing hold of the Pokemon.]

Wrath! WRATH! It's okay, I got it!

_{[... Al. AL. Don't do this to yourself. IT'S NOT WORTH IT.]

[The Trubbish doesn't do anything particularly violent or concern-worthy (... at first)-- but it does make a repulsive squelching noise when Al wraps his arms around it. And the smell isn't much better.]

[Wrath doesn't bother to thank the older boy.]

[The second he notes that his pursuer is restrained, he gets up and RUNS.]}

Edited 2015-02-08 01:29 (UTC)

WRATH!

[Goddamnit, he's off like a shot and not coming back. Al gets himself up to a sitting position and grimaces down at the grossness he's holding onto.]

Ah, what do I do with you now...?

_{[Oh, Al...]

[The Trubbish makes a whining sound and stretches its goopy arms forlornly in the direction that Wrath had taken off in. :c]}

[Thankfully, Al is somewhat fluent in Poke-ese (as much as a normal human can be at least), and the Trubbish doesn't seem to be angry about anything...]

...did you want to make friends with him?

_{[Al's more fluent than Wrath is, at least.]

[The Trubbish gurgles sadly and makes a jiggling motion that MIGHT be a nod, but it's hard to tell when it's coming from something that doesn't have a chin.]}

[Al smiles and pats it gently before setting it down and standing up.] Let's see if we can catch up, then, okay? Just don't charge right at him this time, I think you scared him.

_{[The Trubbish nods in a wobbly manner and begins to trundle in that direction!]}

[It's not hard to follow Wrath's trail even without keeping him in sight--a tiny feral child running like mad through the streets tends to catch people's attention. Slowly they seem to be getting closer, and eventually Al starts checking around corners and down alleyways in case they've caught up. Wrath's a hyper kid, but he can't keep up that speed forever anymore.]

_{[It's true-- he can't run indefinitely any longer.]

[But he's still pretty spry, and there's no sign of him anywhere! Even down alleys that he'd probably fit right into.]

[... Possibly because they're full of Trubbishes too, but...]}

[...Wrath. Wrath did you stick your head in the Pokemon what happened.]

[Maybe Envy should feel bad about laughing, but that's a laughable statement all by itself. But since he does sort of kind of feel bad (damn it) about Wrath in general, he'll at least hold back on most of it.]

Try zig-zagging!

_{[... THAT MIGHT BE WHAT HAPPENED.]

[Wrath's immediate response to Envy's face popping up on the screen is to crumple his face into a fearsome scowl, but it disappears when the toe of one of his too-big shoes catches on a crack in the sidewalk and sends him pitching forward. He catches himself just in time and keeps running, although he lost some ground.]}

You're just trying to slow me down so that it'll get me!

[...weird, that response had sounded strangely doubled. Envy wonders if there's something wrong with his 'Gear speakers.]

What? Ha, no, if I was going to do that I'd tell you to--

[He's so busy watching the screen as he walks that he doesn't notice when he rounds the corner almost directly in front of Wrath and the determined Trubbish.]

[Instant karma's gonna get you, Envy.]

_{[You walked right into this one, Envy.]

[Literally.]

[UNLIKE WITH THE AL COLLISION, Wrath actually spots Envy in time to take some measure of evasive action. It's too late to change direction, though... so that leaves him only one real option.]

[What happens next is the sort of combination of spontaneous events that can really only be appreciated in slow motion.]

[Wrath dives forward, aiming to scramble between Envy's legs and escape on the other side, and at the exact same instant, the Trubbish gathers all its stumpy, physics-defying strength and leaps.]

[But since the trash-covered child has suddenly ceased being directly in the path of the jump... it is pretty much flying directly into Envy's face.]

[And also Envy is not really tall enough that even a little rugrat like Wrath can really get under his feet without getting tripped on, so yeah, enjoy that too.]}

[OH GOD WHAT IS HAPPENING.]

[Envy looks down to try and not trip over Wrath, and then looks up just in time for the Trubbish to crash into his face. And you know, he's got pretty good balance. But NOBODY has balance THAT good.]

[He stumbles back and trips right over Wrath at the same time, and then he's just FALLING backwards, one arm trying to get the living sack of trash off his face and the other engaged in futile pinwheeling for balance.]

_{[What a time to be alive.]

[Wrath is quick, but he doesn't make it out from underneath the older ex-homunculus before getting knocked flat on his belly to the sidewalk with Envy on top of him. A strangled wheeze ensues, because even though Envy's not exactly heavy, he landed JUST RIGHT to knock the wind out of Wrath.]

[Gasping, he kicks his legs frantically. One of the shoes has tattered, undone shoelaces that probably add insult to injury by whapping Envy. Fortunately not in the face though. Trubbish has got that covered.]

[It wraps its goopy arms around Envy's head and clings for dear life.]}

[This is the worst. THE WORST.

[There's a lot of muffled angry shouting coming from Envy as he tries to pry the living garbage bag off of his face. It mostly sounds like death threats.]

[But he does roll off of Wrath to get away from the kicking!]

_{[It definitely SOUNDS like death threats, but it's kind of hard to TELL, given that he's screaming them directly into a squishy something-like-plastic bag of moist, goopy garbage.]

[Wrath, though?]

[For Wrath, this couldn't be a BETTER turn of events.]

[With his pursuer successfully foisted off on his ex-teammate, he's home free!]

[Scrambling to his feet and swiping a hand across his chin, where being slammed into the sidewalk had opened a small scrape, Wrath makes like a tree and RUNS.]}

[Envy's just going to do his best to pry the Trubbish off of his head and push it away, still screaming in disgusted outrage.]

[Now he's just hoping it'll still be after Wrath and will let go on its own.]

[Royce was trying to just take a walk, but this yelling just won't stop. He wanders over and - oh. He sends out Ampere.]

Zap Cannon.

[The Magneton sends a massive jolt of electricity at the Trubbish, which should be enough to knock it out.]

_{[..... WOW ROYCE, UM, OVERKILL MUCH??]

[It's only Zap Cannon's relatively low accuracy rate that saves the Trubbish (which is like, level 6 probably) from being all but vaporized.]

[As it is, the blast hits a trash can and sends it flying, and the Trubbish stops to stare around at Ampere in shock and horror.]

[Likewise, Wrath skids to a halt at the roaring crackle of electricity behind him and looks over his shoulder, equally shocked.]}

[No kill like it. But Royce looks down at the Trubbish, as Ampere floats back a bit.]

Now why... why are you chasing him?

[Ampere waves a magnet at Wrath. Hello!]

_{[The Trubbish boggles up at the electric duo with wobbly, bewildered eyes for a long moment.]

[... AND THEN, with speed belying its squatness, it darts for Wrath again. ... This time to hide behind him. 8( THAT ZAP CANNON WAS SCARY.]

[Wrath startles, attention yanked from waving back to the Magneton.]}

Wh-- HEY!

... I think it likes you. That Pokemon, I mean.

[Ampere will make an inquiring buzz towards the Trubbish. Is that right? Or is his trainer being stupid again.]

It LIKES me? Then why is it chasing me?!

_{[Wrath asks this indignantly as he does a small, helter-skelter dance right there on the spot, trying to keep the Trubbish from latching onto his leg. The Pokemon in question doesn't seem to be particularly bright, but it does kind of wobble in a vaguely nod-like motion in response to Ampere's curiosity.]}

It probably... wants to hug you. Or follow you. Maybe it thinks that chasing you is a game.

... Maybe you should say hello instead of running.

[Oh okay. Ampere buzzes apologetically for the attack. Trainer's orders, you know. They float down to the Trubbish, holding out a magnet for a 'handshake'.]

I don't WANT a hug, and I don't LIKE this game.

_{[He says this with a pout, but he does stop hopping around as the Trubbish pauses to regard Ampere. It... doesn't really seem to know what a handshake is, so it just sort of whaps one of its goopy garbage-tentacle arms against the magnet and keeps it there. :I TOUCH.]}

... Um.... what is it doing?

_{[shh Wrath they're having a moment.]}

... Well, I think Ampere was trying to shake its hand, but it seems to not know what that is.

[Ampere moves their magnet up and down. See? Shake!]

_{[The goop that makes up the Trubbish's arm squelches as it's moved up and down, and it watches this in seeming fascination, breathing heavily.]

[Yeah, this Pokemon is kind of special.]}

... It's dumb, isn't it.

... I don't think it's very intelligent, no.

Well, it ate my lunch and then it wouldn't stop chasing me.

What do I DO with it?

Catch it? Even if you don't want it, I'm sure someone will take it off your hands.

[Not him. He's. He's okay without having a living garbage bag.]

Catch it??

But T--

--I-I don't WANT it!

NOBODY would want it!

_{[... Which is... which is kind of SAD, actually, but that's neither here nor there.]}

I'm sure someone will want it. Just ask around.

... Not... not me, though. Definitely not me...

If anybody wanted it, it wouldn't have followed me.

_{[He straightens up, giving Royce a squint, then shakes his head.]}

See? You don't want it EITHER!

I already have too many to raise. Wouldn't want to... neglect any of them, no...

_{[Well now Wrath's glaring up at him in that special, incredibly sour way that only young children can.]}

You humans are all the same!

You tell everybody to take care of each other but YOU don't wanna do it!

_{[It's like he's forgotten that he doesn't want the Trubbish either. Evidently Royce's reluctance hit a hot-spot.]}

[Whyyy does he have to deal with a child he doesn't like children at all...]

... It's... ah. Well, I suppose I could, for a time, but I don't want to take permanent ownership of it. It's... not a type I work with well. And... besides. It seems to like... well. You.

_{[AND CHILDREN DON'T LIKE YOU >8(]}

I bet it doesn't wanna go with you anyway.

_{[... And then he realizes that he just spoke up in scathing defense of the bag of garbage he's been running from, and starts to edge away from it again.]}

Probably not, since I'd insist that it get hosed down before I let it in.

[Just gonna... watch Wrath. What even, child.]

_{[The Trubbish had been tentatively reaching out one of its goopy tendrils to stroke Wrath's shoe, but the boy is already moving out of range, nose wrinkled.]

[Now they're just... kind of shuffling around each other haphazardly.]}

... Are you at least a little calmer now?

Edited 2015-02-18 23:32 (UTC)

NO!

_{[... But, well, he LOOKS calmer. Or at least just 'annoyed' instead of 'totally freaked out'.]}

... Well, I think your... friend... has calmed down a little bit...

[Veronica had just been minding her own business, content to believe that nothing strange would happen to her today. Apparently, she was wrong.

Her senses weren't as honed as they were back home, but she did sense Wrath's presence before he barrelled into her, giving her time to step out of the way.

And. Stare in confusion at the two of them...Huh.

Her Greninja stared as well.]

_{[Oh Veronica. Something strange is ALWAYS happening in this world.]

[In any case, Wrath doesn't even NOTICE that Missus Sitches there is the one who just stepped out of his way-- he's busy ESCAPING.]

[Ahead of them on the street corner is a smallish lamp post-- and Wrath makes a beeline for it, shimmying up it like a damn squirrel.]

[The Trubbish scuttles to the base of the post and then looks upwards helplessly. 8( NOOOO COME BACK, FELLOW TRASH.]}

[Evidently! Everywhere Veronica went, there were strange things happening. Mostly to her. This was a bit of a nice change.

Well, she notices Wrath quite a bit... including the stench that follows him and Trubbish.

She's smelled worse before, but man what did you roll in

Evidently, her Greninja was interested in investigating, so she did as well, moving... slowly over to the lamp post Wrath was currently hanging from, while Baburu tried to strike up a conversation with the smelly Pokemon.]

Uh... hi again.

[you kinda smell]

_{['Kinda' is putting it lightly. Wherever this kid has been, I guarantee you it wasn't the perfume section in the Goldenrod Department Store.]

[He doesn't say hello back, but he does point frantically at the Trubbish.]}

Look out! Get on top of something or it'll get you!

_{[The Trubbish slowly turns on the spot... and flails one of its long, goopy arms at Veronica and Baburu in greeting. Oh yeah. REAL THREATENING.]}

Edited 2015-02-06 18:11 (UTC)

[Good grief kid, you're going to burn Veronica's nose off!

She waves at the air, holding back a gag.]

It'll... get me?

[Yup. That Trubbish sure did look... threatening.

Baburu wasn't sure what to do with this information, so.

Uh.

Fighting stance?]

_{[Most Pokemon, wild OR domesticated, would take a fighting stance as a sign that a battle is about to begin.]

[Not the Trubbish.]

[It blinks, curiously and a little off-kilter, at the Greninja's pose, and then makes a sort of shruglike motion and turns back to the lamp-post, slapping its arms futilely against it in an attempt to climb.]}

[.....Bwuh?

Stares at the Trubbish.

Stares at each other.

Stares at Wrath.]

...Umm, so, why are you running from this... wild Pokemon?

It ate my lunch and now it wants to eat ME.

_{[The Trubbish is now sucking on the tip of one of its gross, goopy arms. Its eyes are pointing in different directions.]}

..... Oh my god.

[Veronica had to turn away now, or risk a sudden and unusual burst of uproarious laughter escaping from her mouth. Her Geninja meanwhile, had found all of this to be very silly, so he was off to scale a lampost of his own and survey the area.

And now Veronica knelt down to... poke the little creature. Hey, sup.]

I don't know a lot about this sort of thing... but I'm pretty sure that he just wants to say hello to you.

_{[GOODNESS, Veronica. Don't you know it's mean to laugh at children?]

[... No, you're totally justified actually, laugh all you want. Wrath is being legitimately ridiculous.]

[The Trubbish turns on the spot (its upper body going a little bit faster than its feet) and waves its free tentacle at Veronica. YES, HELLO!]

[Wrath just squints downward judgmentally.]}

Oh YEAH? Then why'd he LICK me?

[She doesn't mean to! It was just really funny and she was weak okay.

She watched the Trubbish wave its tentacle at her. It looked pretty darn silly doing so.

Seeing as how she'd come this far, she couldn't turn back and leave now.]

...I think he likes you. Animals do that sometimes. It's how they say that they like you, and stuff.

[she had a dog, she's gotten kisses before.]

WHAT? That doesn't make sense. You lick FOOD because it tastes good and you want to eat it. Why would you lick someone you liked?

_{[Although then again, Lust's circular blue animal had licked him, and he hadn't thought much of it. Maybe because it had been so cute and round.]

[Wrath frowns down at the Trubbish, the gears in his brain turning like crazy.]}

Uh... That's, uh, right- people do that...

[Wow, this is tougher then she expected.]

You gotta trust me on this. He's not trying to eat me, is he?

_{[He pauses to consider the legitimacy of these words.]}

.... No, but...

You are bigger than me.

You'd probably be pretty hard to eat.

[...Huh. Not many people have told her that, considering she was 5'2". It's actually a bit of a shock.]

That's true, too. But... bigger things have tried to eat me, too.

[And succeeded, but that was one time and she got better.]

So, don't worry about this. I'll, uh, protect you from this Pokemon. Right, Babu...ru.

[Yes, she has just noticed that her Pokemon bailed. jerk]

_{[In all fairness, it's not exactly hard to be bigger than Wrath. He's pretty small even by little kid standards.]}

Be careful not to get eaten.

Uh... Right.

[Right. Okay. She had to show this kid that it was safe to come down. And that would require dealing with this other little guy.

So... huh.

She's just going to.

Push the Trubbish over now.]

_{[AND OVER IT GOES.]

[It just... flops onto its side with a squelch.]

[And lies there.]}

[....

VERONICA has won the battle! VERONICA gained 16 experience points!]

...Uhh, you can come down now! It's okay.

[ The first thing Wrath is probably going to feel is crashing headlong into a pokemon that's probably almost as tall as he is. ]

Chansey!

[ Not today, evil Trubbish. This pokemon is not going to let you bully this small human child, even if said small human child might be in the wrong. Instead, said Chansey is going to still the boy and step between him and the trubbish instead.

Wait a few more and around the corner comes this guy whose glance goes between the boy, his Chansey and the Trubbish. ]

Airi? Where'd you run off t-- what's going on here?

_{[If not TALLER.]

[Wrath yelps when he crashes into Airi, but the Chansey is quite a bit less threatening-looking than the It Came From the Goldenrod Municipal Dump thing that's after him, so he doesn't stop to look a gift horse in the mouth. Once the Chansey is between him and the Trubbish, he darts behind her, poking his head out like an inquisitive garbage weasel (honestly between his hair and the rubbish all over him, it's kind of surprising nobody's mistaken him for some kind of brand new trash Pokemon).]

[The Trubbish wobbles to a halt, boggling up at Airi with crooked eyes that blink with a slight delay between them. ... And then it determinedly starts to waddle AROUND the Chansey.]

[Which makes Wrath yelp again, and start to run the OTHER way.]

[Now Yukio gets to watch his Chansey stand there while a grubby feral-looking kid and a mobile bag of garbage run in circles around her.]

[Nobody answers his question.]

[Is there even an answer at all?]

[The world may never know.]}

[ This is some sort of strange game of ring around the rosy that said Chansey did not ask for. Her attention is on the child and the trubbish, going back and forth... before finally looking up at her trainer as if to plead for help.

Yukio meanwhile is just as confused... but before he can bark out an order, Airi decides to do the one thing that she does when Yuki's team starts to fight amongst themselves.

Airi used Sing

And all her trainer can do is attempt to cover his ears in hopes that this at least gets both boy and trubbish to settle down. ]

_{[In his brief time in this world, Wrath has not actually yet encountered the wonders of status effects.]

[So he has no way of knowing that he should probably cover his ears.]

[The roundabout little chase ends VERY QUICKLY with both the Trubbish and the kid slowing down and then flopping right over onto the sidewalk.]

[It was super effective!]}

[ Okaaaay that worked a bit too well. At least it got them to stop running around. With a sigh, Yukio decides the best course of action is to get both the kid and the trubbish off the road and onto a nearby bench.

He'll deal with the trubbish later.

For now, there's this kid. So, while Airi keeps an eye on the trubbish, he's gonna try nudging Wrath awake with one hand. ]

Hey... are you okay?

[ Wonder if awakening works on people... ]

_{[... WELL, THERE'S ONLY ONE WAY TO FIND OUT.]

[Wrath mumbles something into the sidewalk and stirs slightly at the nudge, but doesn't waken.]}

[ Good going, Airi. Your song worked well -- maybe a little too well. There's a pause as he considers the awakening in the small pack he usually carries around with him but how would he even? It's easy with pokemon -- all you need to do is spray. Humans though...

So along comes plan B in the form of a lava cookie which he breaks in half. Said half is handed to Airi who holds it near Wrath's nose. Half should be enough to rouse him, maybe? He can get the other half when he's conscious. ]

_{[Yeah, and just look at what BERRIES do to humans. Who knows what manufactured Poke-medicine would end up doing.]

[Still, the lava cookie seems to do the trick-- Wrath scrunches his nose, then starts to stir.]}

--... wh... what happened?

[ Have a sigh of relief for that... and the rest of the cookie offered to you along with an explanation. ]

My Chansey went a little overboard when she saw you being chased by that trubbish... so she thought about taking matters into her own hands. Sorry about that.

[ Said Chansey is watching the trubbish in question though, ready to attack if it wakes up and tries again. ]

Is that yours, by the way?

_{[Wrath shakes his head vehemently.]}

N-no!

He ate my lunch, and then he started chasing me!

_{[That's when he notices the cookie being handed to him... and snatches it like he hasn't eaten all day. Which probably has something to do with his lunch getting eaten by a living trash bag.]}

[ There's a look of disbelief from Airi to the trubbish. Well that explains every--

Wow, this kid's hungry. Ah well. At least he didn't try to eat your fingers too, Yuki. ]

So... it'd probably be okay if Airi and I tried to catch it just to take it off your hands?

_{[That cookie is GONE. RIP lava cookie. Wrath was starving, apparently. He crunches it down so fast that he nearly chokes on it.]

[Coughing, he nods. WORDS CANNOT CONTAIN HOW MUCH HE WOULD LIKE SOMEBODY ELSE TO CATCH IT.]}

Please!

[ Geez, this kid's acting like he hasn't eaten anything in a week! Unfortunately, neither Yuki nor Airi have anything left on them... but give him a second as he taps the trubbish with a pokeball.

Good thing its still asleep... but it feels like a cheap win. ]

So... it ate your lunch and decided it wanted you for dessert.

Yeah!

It definitely was going to try and eat me.

_{[As the Pokeball taps the Trubbish... something strange happens. The ball gives an error beep. It would... seem that this Pokemon has already been captured by somebody!]}

I don't think there's ever been a case of a pokemon eating a human...

[ There's a frown as he withdraws the pokeball. ]

Well that's weird...

[ Give him a second to put that ball away and turn his attention back to Wrath. ]

Wherever this pokemon came from... its trainer was probably not too far away. Looks like he's owned.

Owned?

_{[Who would want to own something so rude and smelly? ... Not that Wrath really has much of a leg to stand on, considering he's no fragrant rose himself even under the best of circumstances, and he DID catch the Rattata commonly known around the Rocket HQ as 'Stinky Phil'.]}

Yeah.

[ He'll take a moment to look at the pokeball, the pokemon and back to the boy before pocketing that pokeball. ]

Doesn't look like I can catch it. The best option we have might be to bring it back to wherever you found it.

It found ME.

I was in the dump.

_{[... Wrath what were you doing in the dump]}

[ Have a sudden look of confusion. ]

What... were you doing having lunch in the dump?

I was lookin' for stuff!

And Mama packed lunch for me.

_{[And by that he means his Kangaskhan had very lovingly placed three oranges in a bag and handed it to him before he left that morning.]}

[ There's a frown though as he considers this. Lost kid chased by a pokemon who apparently had lunch in the dumpster? It all seems a little too unbelievable for him. ]

It's probably best if we take this trubbish back where you bumped into it. His trainer might still be around.

_{[ARE YOU CALLIN HIM A LIAR]}

Oh.

Okay.

Well, it was in the dump.

Where all the trashes are.

[ NAW MAN IT'S JUST KINDA WEIRD! ]

Right...

[ He's gonna glance at the trubbish a second. Yeah, he and Airi will take care of that soon enough. ]

Uh... what's your name, by the way?

My name?

It's Wrath.

What's yours?

It's Okumura. Yukio Okumura. Nice to meet you, Wrath.

[ Wrath... well, he's met a dude named Greed... ah well. Somehow, there's a small smile there and a sigh as he gets up. ]

If you'd like, we can take the Trubbish back before he wakes up. There's no telling if it'll try to go after you again.

Ok-- Okumoo yooki-- Okoomoo.

_{[He is probably going to call you Koomoo from now on because THAT IS JUST WAY TOO MANY SYLLABLES FOR HIM. All the names where he's from are shorter!]}

Okay. Let's take it back. I never wanna see it again. Ever, in my life.

[ ...oh dear. But he doesn't look offended at the least. ]

Yukio's fine. I know my last name can be a mouthful for someone who doesn't speak Japanese.

[ But how to transport that Trubbish. He'd rather not pick it up because that might wake him and he's in no position to battle a trubbish with his bare hands...

so he'll just pull out a pokeball and toss it out, revealing a Houndoom. ]

Shiva, do you mind giving us a hand? We need to get this trubbish back to the dump. I'd like to get him on your back.

[ Said houndoom is just going to stare at his trainer for a second as if to go "are you serious?" before heading over and attempting to nudge the trubbish onto his back as instructed. ]

Yookyo.

_{[Aand that's the closest Wrath is probably gonna get.]

[He tilts his head and watches in fascination as the devil-dog scoops up the slumbering Trubbish.]}

[ Yeah, that's closer. ]

We... should probably get going... but...

[ His Houndoom woofs impatiently at him though because you're not the one carrying garbage here, trainer. ]

Are you okay though, Wrath? Nothing hurts?

Just my knees, 'cuz I fell on them trying to run away from the trash.

[ His houndoom's all but ready to walk away from him by now. But Yukio crouches down, just to get a better look. ]

Let me see.

_{[At that, Wrath's eyes widen and he backs up a little.]}

What?

Why?

_{[WHY DO YOU WANT TO SEE HIS KNEES??]}

It's okay. I just want to see if your knees are scraped. We can take care of that before we leave.

[ Ah, skittish kids. He knows the feeling. So he'll just offer a small smile. ]

It's not going to hurt. I promise.

_{[Wrath makes a bit of a face-- he's not TOTALLY sure he wants to show his knees to anybody... but after a moment or so, he reaches down and rolls up his baggy pant-legs.]

[Sure enough, there's some scrapes there. They're not too bad though.]}

[ And sure enough, that's expected. Wrath looks like he's about that age, after all. There's a click of his tongue before he looks up at the kid. ]

If you don't mind... maybe we can wash that off a bit and cover it so it heals faster?

Wash it?

What would washing it do?

[When Kaneki left the inn to go for a walk and enjoy the nice...well, okay, it's still freezing, but at least the sun is out, he certainly wasn't expecting to see a young boy sprinting down the street being followed by what looks exactly like a walking trash bag.

...that is what it is, isn't it.]

What the-?

[He just barely has the time to stop when he notices that the two are coming his way, and coming really fast, too. And the kid doesn't look like he's looking where he's going-

And seeing as her trainer seems to be exhibiting the reflexes of a newborn kitten, the Zangoose on his shoulder promptly jumps down to the ground and makes a beeline for the running Trubbish, ducking between Wrath's legs as she goes. If it doesn't get out of the way, it'll be getting a nice Scratch Attack for its efforts. It also gives Kaneki enough time to actually move to avoid being bowled over if Wrath decides to just keep on booking it.]

_{[That is absolutely what it is. Aren't you glad you decided to take a walk today, Kaneki?]

[Wrath's eyes widen as the red-and-white feline leaps into his path-- he actually has to jump, flinging his legs out like he's in a game of leapfrog, to allow the Pokemon to duck under him. He's too short not to get bowled over otherwise. FORTUNATELY FOR EVERYONE INVOLVED, he's a pretty good jumper!]

[The Trubbish, not so much.]

[The scratch attack hits home, opening a neat slice in the 'plastic' that made up the garbage Pokemon's plump, rotund body. Immediately a large pile of apple cores, banana peels, and dirty chip-bags come spilling out onto the sidewalk, and the Trubbish stops with a startled, almost embarrassed look. It starts to hastily scoop up its.... are they innards? Does it actually have guts?... back into itself, wobbling unhappily. 8( WHY DID YOU DO THAT, MISS ZANGOOSE!]}

[...OH GOD MISTAKES WERE MADE. The moment that happens, Rikki recoils with her nose wrinkling, quickly digging in her heels so she can stop her momentum before she can get any closer to the Trubbish with it just dropping trash everywhere like that. She ends up overshooting the Pokemon by a couple feet anyway, her claws scraping the sidewalk as she stops herself. It seems that the attack was enough to stop the Trubbish in it's tracks, which is what she was aiming for anyway.

With Rikki keeping the trash bag distracted- while at the same time trying not to think too hard about what he just saw- Kaneki turns to Wrath, wherever he ended up.]

Hey! Are you alright?

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_{[Wrath ended up perched on a fire hydrant like a miniature gargoyle, watching the scene unfold between the Pokemon in mingled apprehension and fascination. MOST THINGS DIED WHEN THEIR GUTS FELL OUT. But the Trubbish was just refilling itself like a bunch of books had spilled out of its backpack or something.]

[He looks up when Kaneki speaks to him, and nods. Because he is, MORE OR LESS.]}

Sorry I jumped over your Pokemon.

_{[Kind of a weird thing to apologize for, but Wrath has noticed people get offended over all KINDS of weird things in this place, so BETTER SAFE THAN SORRY.]}

[The apology takes him by surprise long enough to provide a bit of an awkward pause before Kaneki shakes his head a little.]

It's alright.

[He looks down as Rikki trots back over to his side and sits up on her haunches to check and make sure none of the trash got stuck to her claws.]

...why was that Pokemon chasing you?

_{[Wrath flicks his hands distractedly, trying to dislodge what looks like a piece of candy-corn stuck to his wrist.]}

I don't know!

He ate my lunch and then he wouldn't leave me alone!

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Hmm...little guy must have been hungry, then.

[Kaneki looks back over at the Trubbish, lifting his hand thoughtfully to his chin.]

He hasn't tried to hurt you or anything, right? Maybe he was just hoping you had more to give.

_{[The Trubbish seems to have finished gathering itself back up, and it pinches its plastic skin shut over the 'wound', sealing it up. It doesn't particularly look any worse for the wear.]}

... Well... no, but he grabbed my face and I couldn't breathe!

He...grabbed your face?

[...]

What were you doing when he grabbed you?

Nothing!

_{[No, Wrath, you were trying to pull your bagged lunch back out of its mouth, where it had gotten sucked in one big GLORPlike motion.]

[That's justified, but it's still not nothing.]

[But any further explanation ceases as the Trubbish starts to waddle towards Wrath (who ducks behind Kaneki) again.]}

That's strange-

[But Kaneki doesn't have time to say much else before Wrath is hiding behind him, causing him to look over and down at the Trubbish. His Zangoose is still standing nearby her trainer's ankle, growling a bit at the walking trashbag as it approaches.]

I don't think it wants to hurt you or anything, though. Maybe it's still hungry?

How can it still be hungry?

It ate three whole oranges!!

_{[AND THAT'S TERRIBLE.]

[The Trubbish stops approaching at the growl, at least, and looks kind of hurt. :c Y U GROWL AT ME?]}

[Kaneki frowns, exchanging a silent look with Rikki before looking back down at the Trubbish.]

It's okay. She won't attack you any more.

[Jimmy can't help but laugh some. He's not sure if it's a Pokemon covered in garbage or made of garbage - thinking about that stuff too much makes his head hurt - but he can make a few guesses as to why it's chasing Wrath.]

Jumping Christmas, that thing's on point for you!

Serpentine! Don't run in a straight line, it'll catch up quicker!

_{[Envy had basically advised him to do the same thing and gotten snubbed, but UNLIKE ENVY, Jimmy is not a filthy traitor, so Wrath is a little more inclined to listen to him. He starts to zig and zag erratically, making at least one important-looking businessman drop his briefcase as Wrath nearly slams into him.]

[The briefcase bursts open and dozens of My Little Ponyta comic books spill out onto the slushy ground, making the man curse loudly and drop to his hands and knees to hastily scoop them up, blushing like a fire engine, but neither Wrath nor Jimmy are modern or cultured enough to appreciate the sight. It has, however, at least been immortalized on video.]}

L-LIKE THIS?!

[Jimmy has to cover his mouth with one of his gloved hands to stifle his laughter as the business guy becomes collateral damage in this little adventure. It's always funny seeing a guy in a suit distressed.]

There you go! Try and put stuff between it and you, it looks like it's sticky! Get it stuck on something!

_{[To his credit, Wrath is actually pretty damn good at following orders when there's someone level-headed giving them to him rather than leaving him to work out a plan of action on his own.]

[The camera's view turns into a wild blur of color as Wrath leaps and parkours his way up onto a brick wall-- and then onto the canvas overhand of a flower shop, knocking piles of slushy snow and ice down onto the sidewalk (and people ON the sidewalk) in the process. There's some cries of distress, but they don't slow Wrath down!]}

[Now that is a spry kid. Jimmy's impressed.]

Ha! Perfect!

Let's see the Garbage from the Black Lagoon get you now!

_{[Wrath is basically a horrible elastic goblin, even without his superhuman abilities.]

[Wrath's mouth stretches into a grin, and he looks over his shoulder-- only to turn pale and start running faster.]

[The Trubbish, now partially coated in dirty slush, is scaling the wall after him with its goopy arms.]}

AH!

Oh shit!

[Okay, sticky thing can climb.]

Throw something at it!

_{[Sticky thing can't climb EVERYTHING, but brick? No problem.]

[The screen jostles again as Wrath flings himself onto the roof with a scrape of fabric on rough stone, and then rolls over onto his back to yank off one of his far-too-big shoes.]

[Which he then hurls over the edge of the building at the Trubbish.]}

UMPH!

_{[It hits the thing in the 'shoulder' with a squelch... and stays there.]

[.... D:]}

... Now it has my shoe!

Jesus!

[It really is like something out of a monster movie.]

Okay, bad plan, bad plan! Uh... oh! What about a river? Is there a river anywhere close by? I bet it can't cross water!

[Okay, so that was for vampires, but he figures anything made of sticky goop probably couldn't go in water without dissolving. Ignoring the fact that there aren't very many handy rivers in big cities, but Jimmy's trying...]

_{[IT CAME FROM THE GOLDENROD MUNICIPAL DUMP.]}

A-- a river?! I know where there's a river!

_{[He scrambles upright again-- now with only ONE shoe-- and starts to run across the roof towards where he knows there's a fire escape. If nothing else, he seems to have a fairly good mental map of the city. You have to when you spend so much time practicing your pickpocketing!]

[The fire escape rattles and clatters as he monkeys his way down it, then takes off running down the alley.]

[The Trubbish definitely isn't as FAST as he is, but it sure is relentless!]}

Ring a ding ding!

[Considering the kid can scale buildings, Jimmy's pretty sure he can get across a river.]

I'll bet ya dollars to donuts you'll lose that creep at the river!

_{[Wrath's running too fast and hard to answer-- given that he's human now and has to BREATHE, he's not so great at talking while he runs.]

[But sure enough, eventually he comes to a place where a somewhat wide canal cuts through part of the city, leading out to sea. He skitters right up to the edge of it and starts to run alongside it, looking for a good place to cross...]

[... But oh man, between the iciness of the ground and the fact that he's awkwardly running with only one shoe... there is no way this is going to end well.]

[The camera lurches violently several times as the ice makes him skid. He catches himself, but oh man is it close.]}

W-WHOA!

Hey, careful!

[Okay, that's a bit more water than Jimmy was thinking. A canal's a little different. Maybe this wasn't the best plan, but Wrath is already at the water so maybe they can still work with this.]

You don't wanna fall in, it's freezing! There any trees around?

Trees? TREES-- trees trees trees--

_{[NO. No trees. There's a lamp post, but-- uh oh.]

[The camera tumbles. And there's a yelp, followed by a great SPLASH.]

[You had to have seen this coming, Jimmy.]}

Oh shit, Wrath!

Are you okay?!?!

[Shit shit shit, that was not what Jimmy had intended! Whoops.]

_{[What follows is probably a few HEART-STOPPING MINUTES in which all that can be seen and heard is a lot of dark, rushing water.]

[But right when Jimmy has probably started considering whether or not his long-distance involvement in this incident is enough to sentence his soul to eternal damnation, the water falls away as Wrath and his PokeGear are hauled upwards, sopping, from the canal.]

[The camera's view tumbles as the kid flops back onto the safety of the bank, gasping and coughing.]}

[...Well it's a damn good thing Archer isn't outside to witness this because he'd turn around and leave immediately. After the incident with the Trubbish awhile back, he never wants anything to do with the stupid things ever again. Of course, Greed did tell him to keep an eye on Wrath (which he hasn't been doing of course; children can babysit themselves, after all!!) so he finally sighs and sets the post to audio.]

That's a Trubbish. It's probably following you because it wants something. Do you have any trash on you, or anything a Pokémon might want to eat? You can shoo it away if you give it something it wants.

[Or you could just catch it, but he'd never give that advice to anyone.]

_{[Wrath has been, of course, doing just about whatever he can to stay OUT from under Archer's not-so-watchful eye, so the blame can kind of be on both of them for that. In any case, even though he knows perfectly well who the voice coming out of the speaker belongs to, for once he's a little too embroiled in the situation at hand to be mad, snotty, alarmed, or any combination of the three.]

[His reply comes in a hapless holler.]}

It ALREADY ate my lunch! What else could it WANT?!

_{[... Well, he sort of partially answered his own question there. The Trubbish doesn't even remotely look smart enough to put together 'eating the food' with 'the food is now gone and there is no more of it'.]}

From what I remember about my brief encounters with the species, they're not very intelligent. It probably assumes you have more food. I suggest heading to the Pokémon Center; they can probably assist you in getting rid of it.

[Your other option is to beat it into submission, but Archer's not sure Wrath has been training his Pokémon, so...]

_{[If Wrath knew enough profanity to swear, he'd be doing it copiously. Because guess who ran straight past the closest Pokemon Center like six blocks ago?]

[As such, he just makes an aggravated "GRRAAAAAAH!" noise and swerves to dart across the street (getting a loud honk from a passing Jenny-Van and a few startled whinnies from the Ponyta-drawn taxicabs in the process, THE WALKING SIGNAL WAS NOT FLASHING YET) and start running in the opposite direction.]}

What are THEY gonna do about it?! Feed it MORE?

I had THREE ORANGES and it ate ALL of them!

[Please try not to die, Wrath. Greed probably wouldn't be very happy.]

I don't know what they'll do, but they're the ones with the most experience dealing with Pokémon. They should be able to handle it.

_{[He's TRYING, but will he be successful? THAT IS THE QUESTION.]}

They won't wanna handle it!

It's covered in GERMS! Germs are bad!

_{[Wrath, YOU'RE covered in germs. You practically ARE a germ.]}

[Why do you think Archer isn't going to get directly involved in all this? Too many germs all around.]

You'll be fine. I'm sure once you get to the Center they can help.

[And hopefully they'll give you a bath too!!!]

_{[HOPEFULLY. Wrath probably hasn't had an actual honest-to-goodness bath that didn't involve someone aiming one of the showerheads at him and turning it on as he passed since arriving.]}

But germs are INVISIBLE, how can they help with something invisible?!

_{[You can thank Wreck-It Ralph for leaving Wrath with the impression that germs are invisible bugs.]}

[...Oh lord.]

Germs can be cleaned away. The nurses will be able to take care of that. Try to calm down.

[HOW DOES HE EVEN TALK TO A CHILD, MUCH LESS CALM ONE DOWN???]

I CAN'T, if I calm down it'll GET ME!

_{[Despite the fact that both phrases are frequently used to get people to stop freaking out long enough to make sense, 'calm down' and 'slow down' have slightly different meanings. Wrath apparently hasn't caught on to the distinction.]}

It'll probably eat me like it ate the oranges!

It swallowed them WHOLE!

Wrath, take a moment to consider the size of an orange. You're much bigger than that. It won't eat you. It's smaller than you are.

[THIS IS REALLY, REALLY HARD]

Do you need me to come get you?

[He doubts Wrath wants that, but it's obvious that there's no calming this poor kid down.]

_{[Look at you, with your LOGIC! You have no place here, in this vortex of hysteria and living garbage!]}

--It could still do it! It's STRETCHY!

_{[... Well, that much is true, anyway, but Archer's still right.]

[In any case, Wrath stops momentarily, his back to a telephone pole as he peers warily over his shoulder to see how close the Trubbish is. When he looks back down to the 'Gear, there's suspicion stamped all over his face. He might grudgingly respect Archer's authority as a higher-ranking figure in this team, but he sure as heck doesn't trust him.]}

Will I be in trouble for it if you do?

No, no, you won't be.

[He's uh, actually not an authority figure in Team Rocket despite acting like one. He's still a Grunt.

He was a Beta once, leave him alone.]

I'll be there shortly.

[It's a good thing he's been in Goldenrod for so long and can pick out where Wrath is. It doesn't take him long to teleport to the Pokémon Center and make his way toward Wrath's location. How are you doing? You didn't get eaten, did you?]

_{[WELL, he's an authority from Wrath's perspective, anyway!]

[By some miracle, the kid did not manage to get eaten by the living trash bag.]

[It would seem that, however, a whole hell of a lot can happen in a short amount of time, because while the lamp post the boy had been hiding behind is conspicuously barren, it won't take long for Archer to spot Wrath coming up the sidewalk.]

[Sopping wet.]

[And holding the Trubbish's goopy arm-tentacle as it waddles along behind him.]

[Assuming that the duo is in fact recognizable as Wrath and his trashy pursuer and not, like, just-crawled-out-of-the-well Samara, anyway.]

[Somehow managing to spot Archer through the sodden curtain of hair covering his face, Wrath trudges up to his fellow Rocket and speaks in a surprisingly deadpan tone that may have something to do with the fact that his vocal chords are numb from cold.]}

We resolved our differences.

[...well, he wasn't expecting this.]

Do I even want to know?

[He's suspecting he doesn't...]

_{[Wrath wasn't exactly expecting it either, but judging by the earnest, matter-of-fact way he's holding the damn thing's 'hand' and looking up at Archer as he explains, he's just kind of... embracing it.]}

I fell in some water and he pulled me out again, so we're friends now.

His name is Hungry, since he's very hungry.

I'm gonna feed him more oranges.

_{[And then, as though suddenly remembering that he is SOAKING WET, in frigid February weather, and also missing a shoe, he shudders.]}

Um, can we go back to the base? I lost a shoe.

[...That's kind of touching in some really strange way.]

Yes, of course. Does your... friend need to be healed?

[And did you catch him in a Pokéball?]

_{[Better than Lassie: a boy and his bag of trash.]}

Um... I don't think so.

Every time I hit him he just kind of... wobbles.

[...This is so gross...]

I... see. Very well, let's get you back to the base.

[And with that, Archer turns and starts walking. The Alakazam follows, though she's making sure to keep an eye on them since Archer obviously isn't.]

Okay. C'mon, Hungry.

_{[Tugging the Trubbish along, Wrath goes ahead and squelches after Archer and his Alakazam.]

[He has had quite enough adventure for one day.]}

Quick! Climb up something!

_{[This is good advice! Unfortunately, there's... not a whole lot you CAN climb on a crowded sidewalk.]

[Except, of course, for other people.]

[There is an alarmed holler as Wrath, not unlike a freaking monkey, promptly scales a tall well-dressed Ace Trainer who'd been having a Very Important 'Gear Discussion (tm) with his girlfriend, and had not been expecting to be climbed like a jungle gym by what looks like it could be a rejected goth Troll doll.]

[The holler turns into an unmanly shriek when the Trubbish promptly starts to climb him too.]}

[Okay uh]

[this]

[this did not go according to plan]

Off, off! Try, like, a street lamp or something! Hide in a Pokecenter!

_{[Wrath heard 'street lamp', and 'Pokecenter'.]

[You climb UP street lamps.]

[So his immediate response is to launch at the nearest light post-- ... and then onto the little canvas umbrella shielding the entranceway of the Center.]

[He missed the 'in' part. He's going UP the Pokecenter.]}

[...You know what, not entirely what he was aiming for, but okay.]

You alright, man?

... Yeah.

I don't think it can climb the walls.

_[Whew.]

So I just have to stay up here forever.

...I think forever is sort of overkill. Like, it has to get bored and wander off eventually right?

I wouldn't.

If I were waiting to kill somebody, I'd wait forever.

That's how you do it.

_{[No, Wrath, you would probably get bored.]}

....I don't think it wants to kill you.

It wants to eat me.

Humans die when they get eaten, don't they?

I'm pretty sure they die.

Wait, it seriously tried to eat you?

It licked me, so it obviously wanted to.

...Oh.

Oh, yo, I think that just means it wants to be your friend! Like, sometimes really friendly animals just lick your hand or face because they're weird like that! Dogs do it all the time!

Really?

_{[It's true, Pokemon have licked him before and been friendly... but usually he'd been able to feed them something, too. So he COULDN'T BE SURE that they hadn't been hungry and he'd just been lucky enough to have the means to sate their hunger!!]}

Are you sure?

Yeah, man, I'm pretty friggin' sure. Seriously, maybe you should go and check it out again? And you can always make another quick escape if I'm wrong.

[--oh shit, THAT AIN'T GOOD. Yusuke wasn't exactly expecting to see this immediately upon turning on his 'Gear, but being the swift-minded sort, he's quick to switch his 'Gear's video function on and dispatch some expert advice.]

Punch it in the face!

I tried that already!

It just stuck to my hand!

And licked me!

_{[Wrath is not normally bothered by gross things, but most of the time they aren't trying to fit his hole fist into their mouths.]}

[Eugh. Even Yusuke has to cringe at that. There is nothing that is not disgusting about the idea of the contents of somebody's dumpster trying to get friendly with you.]

Okay, screw that then! Zig-zag! Put as much stuff between you and the trash monster as you can and see if you can lose it that way!

_{[Wrath needs no further urging than that, and he starts to zig and zag like a pro-- nearly knocking over several passersby.]

[He even goes on all fours and does a few somersaults. KID'S GOOD.]

[... But that Trubbish just keeps on truckin'.]}

[Like a witness to a very slow car accident, Scar is watching the spectacle unfold from his Hobo Bench (TM). He and his Zangoose, Amit, share a look and a nod before she dashes into the thick of the incident to give the defensive Trubbish an intimidating leer in hopes of scaring it off.]

_{[Scar undoubtedly witnesses a lot of interesting Poke-human drama unfolding from the safety of his Hobo Bench, but this is probably a pretty special case.]

[At this point, the Trubbish had already found itself under the sharp claws of a Zangoose, so the Leer succeeds in getting it to wobble fearfully backwards, eyes jiggling.]

[Wrath stops running for a moment, turning around to blink at Amit. Is... is that the same one as earlier?]

[He doesn't spot Scar immediately.]}

[Amit, poised to attack, lets out a nasty hiss at the Trubbish who probably has every damn right to be pissed off. Meanwhile-]

Wrath.

[Scar finally calls from the bench, waving his hand in a (hopefully) unintimidating 'come here' gesture. Back awaaayyy from the animated garbage bag.]

_{[Wrath does a double-take on the spot at the sound of his own name before looking over in Scar's direction with wide eyes.]

[OH!]

[... It's... it's him. That guy.]

[That guy who's friends with the traitor.]

[... But it seems that it's HIS Pokemon that's keeping the trashbag at bay, so, reluctantly, he stumbles over. But stays out of grabbing range.]}

What happened with the Trubbish?

[Not that he expects the truth, he would just rather avoid a full-on fit.]

_{[Wrath stares up at Scar for a moment, eyes wide... and then points accusingly at the Trubbish.]}

He ate my lunch and now he wants to eat me.

I doubt that he wants to eat you. Did you attack him?

No, he ate my lunch.

My whole lunch. Gone.

_{[He stares down at the hands that HAD ONCE HELD A LUNCH OF SOME KIND. :(]}

It all happened so fast.

[Are all homunculi this melodramatic?]

I'll get you a new one.

[This is about as comforting as Scar can get. Amit is sauntering back, by now, and Scar stand from the bench.]

_{[oh YOU'RE ONE TO TALK, Sir What McFolly yes. Yes, they are.]}

A new lunch?

_{[... Then he pauses.]}

... Wait a minute.

You're friends with the traitor.

How do I know you're not trying to trick me?

[It takes Scar a moment to decode what "friends with the traitor" could possibly mean.

Oh. Lust. His eyes narrow.]

I have no reason to trick you. Why would I have helped you just now, otherwise?

_{[When Scar's eyes narrow, he looks even more like he's gonna murder somebody than normal, so Wrath backs away a little bit, drawing his shoulders up with a mumble of--]}

.... I'unno...

[Scar's lips tighten, which likely does NOTHING to help the intimidation factor, but he's growing frustrated with... well, the intimidation factor. It's like trying to coax a wild animal to safety, and the wild animal is able to read facial cues.

Scar isn't so great at facial cues, but he tries his damnedest to look less frightening.]

If you want a lunch, come with me, then. We can go to one of the smaller stands and get something.

_{[... WELL... Scar looks pretty scary. Kind of like someone who might eat children. Wrath wants lunch, but he doesn't want to end up being lunch! So, scuffing his heel on the ground and looking up at Scar a tad mistrustfully, he asks what he feels to be a very pertinent question.]}

Are you planning to cook and eat me?

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