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"That explains the shake things sis was talking about one time. Guess I know a lot less than I thought I did..." Aden shrugged. "Oh well, better late than never, right?"

"Maybe I really should've stuck with just Nidoran, then... but that probably wouldn't be as fun. I'm not that reckless, at least not like I was. Or maybe I am and trying not to be, I dunno." He was finally starting to see what the case was. But one thing dawned on him.

He was going to have to make good use of that apricorn good time. And maybe try to get some Pokeballs while he was able to. It was about time he stopped getting them from others, especially now that he was able to get them legally.

"Blizz, after everything we went through, I think this'll be cake." To be fair, traveling through Johto could be seen as an endeavor not entirely unlike what they went through prior.

"Something tells me I'm going to regret thinking like that..." Aden said, already getting the feeling that he nearly set himself up for failure. "Still, after everything that happened with Albedo, I think things will be at least a little easier... say, is that Violet City over there?"

They couldn't have been too far. Some people were loitering for whatever reason, one of which couldn't seem to shut up about how he can break rocks with ease.

"Yeah, I gu-"

As if by clockwork, Blizzard would discover how quickly he had jinxed things. Someone peered out from behind a tree, with a rather stupid grin on his face. He didn't entirely look like the wisest person either.

"Huh? Izzat? By jove, lookit here! Itz one of dem dere pogeytrainers!"

...Or sound it, either.

Aden looked slightly mortified by this development. He didn't know that a person existed and was able to sap his intelligence with every word.

"I'm not sure what to say either."

"Pokebattle!?" The guy shouted, coming up awfully close to Aden with a Pokeball in hand.

Then another seemingly popped into existence. "Did someone just say Pokebattle!?"

Oh dear. Aden looked to Blizzard and wondered if he really had to fight here. Then again, it was tempting to shut them both up for a while.

"....Fine, I'll take you both on!" Perhaps a mild bit of recklessness on Aden's part, but the sooner these two were dealt with, the better. His only concern was that he only had the three Pokemon with him, but this was in the early routes. Maybe he'd be alright.

Taking two of the Pokeballs from his vest, he watched the two.... Tweedles, yeah, let's call them that. Both of them reached their, scrawny, almost noodle-like arms to what was hopefully a Pokeball.

It may not have been boldness or stupidity so much as Aden wanted them out of his hair, and declining the offer to battle was something of a poor choice. Trainers, of course, weren't obligated to battle in the event of crossing paths, but it was often accepted to do so if possible. A way of testing each others' skill, if anything.

Tweedle A, this being the creepy old man, looked like his arm might've broken as a Rattata was sent out.

Tweedle B, which looked slightly younger but with more... pronounced ears... sent out the same thing.

"...Um." He wasn't nervous about this. If anything, he felt kinda bad. "You don't have anything better?"

"Hehe, nope! Zat's one of dem top per... per... itz really good!"

"This kid said it was!"

He had to wonder what state of affairs these two were in, when he let his Nidoran and Poliwhirl out. "Last call."

They seemed oblivious to this attempt at keeping their Pokemon from being hurt too badly.