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I didn't smuggle anything, I picked it up in Viridian Forest. I just need enough time to get my bag from the room and--

[The buzzing stops. Egon blinks, staring at the door with trepidation. Slowly, ever so slowly, he reaches for the doorknob to push the door open a crack.

The room...looks empty. Until Egon glances towards the ceiling.

There's a giant wasp just chilling up there, cleaning its antennae.]

Er.

[Venkman approaches, peering into the room from behind Egon. He goes still when he notices The Boy. Very quietly:]

... Egon.

Why did you bring home a giant bee.

[His tone is flat, but he takes a step back, ready to make a run for it if that thing dares come near him.

The Skitty in his arms has no idea of the danger they're in, and lets out a plaintive wail- not out of fear of the Beedrill, but because it's so sick of being held. The kitten wriggles and nips at Venkman's hand, though he still doesn't let it go.]

[Egon grimaces, shooting Venkman a look.]

She--Well, he was a Weedle when I first found him. I knew he was close to metamorphosis, as his behavior was rather sluggish and he did not eat much, so I thought to observe the process, myself. I didn't expect the process to happen in a few hours. They spends days inside their cocoons.

[He thought it would be totally fine if he left it out of its containment unit!!!!

The Beedrill suddenly begins flying again, making circles around the room and slamming itself against the light fixture. The wind from the Beedrill's wings send papers flying onto the ground. Egon flinches back, eyebrows furrowing together.]

Wasps in my home dimension don't normally attack people unless they prove to be hostile to them. Perhaps this species is the same.

Wasps back home also aren't 3 feet tall with giant spikes for hands, Egon.

[The Skitty's tail lashes irritably, apparently resigned to its fate.]

Either way, I don't think I wanna sit around and pray he doesn't really wanna impale us. You left his containment unit in there, right? Maybe one of our other Pokemon can sneak in and grab it.

[The true joy of having Pokemon is that now they can send superpowered monsters to do shit they used to have to do themselves.]

[Egon nods slowly, swinging the door shut just a little more so the Beedrill doesn't try to wiggle out of the room. He gestures towards Venkman's arms.]

Why don't you send your small cat-- [A pause.] That cat is new.

[Venkman gets so many cats that at this point, it's difficult to keep track of them all. Especially after Egon was rattled by the appearance of a large bee.]

Her small size will likely not attract the attention of the Beedrill. Wasps don't become aggressive for no reason, after all. Only towards those intruding on their territory.

What if he thinks that's his territory?

[Oh well. They'll deal with that later. He holds the Skitty out at arm's length above his head, looking into its... closed eyes.]

You're gonna go in there, dig through Egon's bag, and grab that Pokeball, and you're not gonna give me any shit about it.

[Angry mewling. The Skitty tries harder to struggle free.]

I'll stop bothering you for the rest of the night if you do.

[... Resigned huff. Eventually, the cat gives a little nod, and Venkman sets him down on the ground.]

Alright, Spengs, open the door.

Edited 2019-08-28 03:38 (UTC)

We'll deal with that if that happens.

[It probably won't happen. Probably. Either way, Egon pulls open the door to let the Skitty through.

The Beedrill, named Merian, now perched precariously on a nearby table, turns ever so slightly to see the Skitty at the door. He spreads his wings into a V shape, warning the Skitty to keep his distance. Let him out of this foul prison, evil captor!]

Easy for you to say. You're not the one sending his kitten in to deal with a giant bee.

[The Skitty- Hollis- pads into the room and gives the Beedrill an unimpressed look, the tip of his tail twitching. Listen buddy, he's got no control over your imprisonment. You're buzzing up the wrong tree.

Hollis starts to approach Egon's abandoned bag, not bothering to give Merian a second glance.]

Wasp. The distinction is important to make.

[Are they really getting into an argument about wasps versus bees outside of the room with the giant wasp? Perhaps.

You ever hear a wasp say fuck? Now you have. Merian buzzes again, still flaring his wings. But you will tell him what's going on, and where he is, and why the trainer took him from his home in the forest right before he was about to pupate and it was rather rude and really pissed him off! At least let him outside of this tiny room, for Arceus's sake!]

... It has "bee" in the name, Egon.

[An irritated hiss from Hollis. He doesn't know any of that, idiot. His "trainer" just snatched him up and away from his home yesterday. He doesn't know anything about why your trainer might do something.

Hollis digs through the bag some more, unable to find the containment unit. His ears go back a bit as he continues to dig around. Maybe, he meows, you wouldn't be stuck in here if you'd calm down. After all, if a Skitty gets pissed about being captured, he's just a cute little kitten having a tantrum. If a Beedrill freaks out, the humans are liable to expect you to stab someone.]

Just because it has bee in the name doesn't mean that it is a bee. Jellies are frequently called jellyfish, and sea stars are frequently called starfish, yet neither are fish.

[Egon sounds almost insulted, having forgotten entirely about the situation they're dealing with right now.

Merian lets out an irritated buzz. Calm down? Calm down? A great injustice has been done, and if he's not let out of here in the next thirty seconds, he's breaking the window and flying out of here!

He flutters his wings and begins circling the ceiling in agitation, watching the Skitty dig through the bag.]

Edited 2019-08-29 04:19 (UTC)

Yeah, but half the stuff in this dimension is named after the normal animals we've got back home. Wingull are seagulls, a Seel is a seal- and a Beedrill is a fucking bee.

[The Skitty considers arguing with that logic, but eventually decides it's not worth the effort. You wanna bust out of this place, be his guest. He doesn't pay rent. He doesn't even wanna be here.

... A-ha, there it is. He bats at the Pokeball until he manages to scoop it out of the bag and on the floor, and begins to roll it towards the door.]

That doesn't make it a seal. I've seen that both Pineco and Burmy are categorized as "bagworm Pokémon", but I have no evidence of bagworms existing in this universe--

[A loud CRASH interrupts Egon's sentence, and he flinches. After a moment or two, he comes to his senses and opens the door.

Well, there certainly used to be a bee in this room. The only thing remaining that is indicative of it having been here is the almost comically bee-shaped hole in the window.]

Oh, shit.

[Egon glances down at Hollis and leans down to quickly scoop up the containment unit.]

Egon, just 'cause they don't exist here-

[Venkman's attempt to yell over Egon is cut off by the sound of glass shattering, and he trails off. Once Egon opens the door, he gapes at the window for a moment.]

... Your bee is gone.

[Hollis' ear twitches. The mad wasp actually did it. Maybe he should follow suit...

Venkman scoops him back up before he can make that decision.]

It--Yes, I can see that.

[Egon seems frozen for a moment, his brain struggling to pump out some sort of thought or plan to act upon. After a moment, he realizes that the Beedrill is still gone, and he sprints over to the window to try and catch a glimpse of the escaped bee. He gazes towards the sky, craning his neck.]

I can't see where he went.

[If only he would look down, he would spot a Beedrill currently clinging to the wall outside for dear life with a broken left wing. Merian buzzes in distress. He didn't account for the glass.]

Maybe we oughta go outside- we'll probably have better luck figuring out which way he's heading. Can't've gotten too far yet.

[Hollis wriggles, yowling. This wasn't the deal! He was gonna be left alone if he got the Pokeball! He got the damn Pokeball, so where's his freedom?]

[Egon nods, turning and snatching up his bag. He digs through the pouch before pulling out a PokéBall and tossing it onto the ground.
Karl Wilhelm Gottlieb Leopold Fuckel pops out and blinks up at Venkman, somewhat confused. Egon just scoops him up into his arms and begins marching towards the door.]

Come on.

[Fuckel just turns to look at Venkman--and Hollis--helplessly. What's going on?]

I'm sorry for dragging you into this.

[It's hard to tell if he's talking to the Shuckle or to Venkman.]

[Venkman is honestly just assuming the Shuckle.]

... Egon, how is the slime mold-slash-turtle gonna help you track down a bee?

He's not. Fuckel is here to help battle and subdue it when we find it.

[Fuckel looks blankly at Venkman in a silent plea for help.

Anyways out they go. The Beedrill is busy trying to crawl to the ground from outside the building, his wings fluttering precariously in the wind.]

[Venkman shakes his head while holding eye contact with Fuckel. Sorry bud, he's entangled against his will in this mess, too.

Hollis pricks his ears at the sound of buzzing. Huh. That sounds closer than an escaped Beedrill should be. Is he planning to ambush the trainers?

... If so, he doesn't wanna be anywhere near Egon and Venkman. He takes advantage of Venkman distractedly scanning the sky for Merian and finally wriggles free, landing on the ground and running off- away from the noise.]

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