A Dark Book By Ry♫

Put it here people from GotF!

You Said:

"Thank You for letting me in,and sorry for comming in very early. I came for knowledge before I start my walk across the region, as well as to get one more Pokémon." Dante said with a sad tone in his fake, very real sounding voice, for there was no food in site. While talking he reached for the PokéBall on his waist so he may return his Duskull to its three-dimentional curved home. As the Duskull returned, Dante asked the lab person a question that was important to him but maybe rude to the lab person. He didn't care at all. " Do you have any food for me and my Pokémon around?"

Splishee Said:

"Of course. And, I always love an early bird," Newton chuckled, leading the newcomer inside. The lab at the beginning of the day was homey. The lights were obviously out, and on the second floor, the snoring of Professor Elm droned through the walls and floorboards. "Do you have any food for me and my Pokémon around?" Dante asked. Newton turned to the younger boy. "Sure thing. The best for the guest," Newton said, chuckling to himself. He brisked to the kitchen, snatching a long white lab jacket from the coat hanger near the door. Now dressed in the almost too-large white coat, Newton opened up the cupboard and selected three blueberry muffins from one of the bottom shelves.

He tore the wrappers off and microwaved it for a few seconds. Fetching a white china plate with many colored designs on its surface, Newton slid the muffins onto the plate. He then whisked toward the fridge and poured a glass of milk from a carton. With glass of milk and plate of muffins in both hands, he darted back into the lobby, setting the mini breakfast atop the round coffee table. Newton's Wooper waddled up, eyes hungry, glittering orbs. He leaped upon the table and leaned in as if to take a muffin. Newton quickly cleared his throat and glared severely at the water fish Pokemon. Wooper glowered back and turned unluckily away. +Phah! Fine! Let your own little Pokemon starve!+ he muttered, darting into the kitchen to fetch something up for himself.

xoxo.