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Chaos growled in pain as his family jewels were assaulted by some LITTLE GIRL. His normal response would be something along the line of females and playing rough, but he saw something she was trying to hide and apparently didn't approve.

"You know, if there was any grass on your infield, I'd be playing ball with your a** right about now," he growled before walking away.

Okay, scratch the previous embarrassing experiences that seem to be following her lately, this one was by far the most embarrassing and humiliating. So much so that she debated on never exiting the bathroom ever again.

However, despite not wanting to, Freya needed to find Dan and clear things up. She was hesitant but it needed to be done so after wandering around for a few minutes, the girl, now fully clothed, found him in the training room. Though her SNAG caught her attention, just after she had called his name. Apparently she was walking faster than she had thought because she plowed into him though her landing was soft - she landed on him. Groaning slightly, Freya sat up, slowly realizing just who and what she was sitting on. "I'M SORRY!" She shouted, trying to scramble to her feet though it was really only making things worse.

With the poison powder in its path, the Beedrill thought twice about what it was doing. Was this some kind of trap? Whatever it was, The Beedrill really, REALLY wanted to check out that smell. It buzzed around the cloud of poison and continued towards Paras.

"Gah! Spheal, Use Ice ball!" Chirp squeaked, releasing her Spheal. The round Pokemon emerged, and threw itself at the bug pokemon, coating itself in Ice in route. The Ice-covered Spheal slammed into Beedrill, causing it to buzz away quickly, fleeing from what it found to be a less-than-desirable situation. "Good boy! Ok, back in the ball!"

Once Spheal was returned, Chirp looked at the boy. "I'm sorry, I didn't know that would happen. Let's.. split up from here... uh.. It might come back here. You can go home if you want... uh.. sorry for dragging you here. I'll find the oddish." Before she could get an answer, she'd head off deeper into the woods.

"Ok, Bulbasaur. Try to use that move Paras did. Not Poison powder." Chirp said as the two wandered amongst the trees. Bulbasaur took a moment to try it out, but ended up spraying more Poison powder about. Chirp stayed ahead of the pokemon in order to avoid breathing the powder. "Ok... uhm.. I know, think of the smell of the move. Imagine that you smell good, and are not poisonous." Bulbasaur groaned and tried again, shaking his bulb.

He knew that he smelled like a flower. He has one on his back. But how does one project a smell? Was it like a powder? could it be fired like a leaf? Bulbasaur tried to remember something other than the Paras' sweet scent. He'd have to find his own smell.

It wasn't long before the two came across a clearing. It had a nice little lake, which sparkled like diamonds as the tree branches moved in an out of the sunlight. Sadly there was no grass to be seen. It was all covered up by all the multi-colored wildflowers that covered the ground, swaying gently. Chirp let out what sounded like a mix between a squeal, an "aww" and a sigh. She made her way over to the lake and released Spheal, so he could enjoy the sight as well. The two took a moment to admire the scene.

Bulbasaur took this moment to reflect. This place smelled like it was filled with flowers. Well... because it was. Among the blooms and blossoms were little green buds. He thought about this. These little nibblets were gonna become flowers one day, just like him. Even though they're all curled up, they still smelled pretty good. Why couldn't he? With thoughts of flowers in mind, He'd give himself a push and.... end up coating the immediate area in poison powder.

Chirp turned her attention from Spheal splashing about to Bulbasaur off in the distance. He looked like he was lost in deep thought. It was serene... So she got up to go see what was up, and immediately sat back down. Seems he was... throwing off some more Poison powder... better let him do that alone.

Bulbasaur Sighed. These flowers weren't blasting him with poison, so why was he doing that to them? They didn't have to do anything. They just... smelled nice. Maybe that's what he should do. So, he nudged his feet into the soft ground and laid on his belly, letting the light hit his bulb. Before too long he noticed a tension in his bulb. could it be?! Don't rush it. Just relaaaaax... let it out. And so he did. He watched as a pink mist began seeping from his bulb. He'd let it out more and more, relaxing and just letting it out. Soon the clearing was filled with the scent of flowers. Oh, and Bulbasaur's sweet scent as well. The scent was just so relaxing, he figured he'd just.. lay here and photosynthesize some more. He felt his eyelids getting heavier... They closed once, then shot open.... then... kinda drifted down. Then they shot open again!
Bulbasaur could barely keep himself from screaming once he saw this thing in his face. It had leaves on its head and no arms. It was sniffing him! He was about to converse, when suddenly an Ice-covered Spheal blind sided it.

When Chirp saw that pokemon pop out of ground near Bulbasaur, She checked her pokedex. That... That thing was an Oddish? "Spheal! Ice ball!" she ordered, rushing over. The spheal hurled itself as it had before, totally cheap-shotting the Oddish. "Bulbasaur, You use Razor Leaf!"

Bulbasaur watched as Spheal was slammed with an Absorb. Ohright. he was supposed to be helping. As instructed, he fired off a volley of leaves, breaking off the absorb before the oddish drained the Spheal dry. "Spheal! Use rest." Spheal wasted no time. He was out faster than a light, a faint pink glow flowing around him. As quickly as he had began to sleep, he opened his mouth, letting out a loud, damaging Snore. Chirp grit her teeth. The sound was horrible, but it helped. The oddish was flinching and cringing as it was bombarded by the sound and the leaves. Sub said he only needed discarded leaves... but whatever. Chirp threw a pokeball at the oddish, then returned Spheal. That Arceus-awful snoring had to stop.

Bulbasaur watched as the pokeball wobbled about as the Oddish tried to resist capture. Chirp seemed exhausted, but Bulbasaur didn't really get why. All he could think about were the trampled flowers. the loud "dong!" of the pokeball was ignored. He didn't even pay attention to Chirp's cheering and running over. The flowers... were stepped on. Rolled on... As a grass pokemon who was raised on lamplight and watering cans, He felt distant from these wildflowers. At the same time, he wondered if he could be trampled the same way these had.

Then suddenly, all the deep thoughts and realization of how mortal he was ended. Bulbasaur found a Chesto berry! Sweet! It was crunchy and munchy and just plain good.

Chirp was overjoyed to have a new addition. Now all she had to do was get it to drop some leaves for Sub, and everything would be Jake... except that she was lost in the forest now. Fuuuuuu-

ohwait, the snag. Right. With it, she'd just call in Mr. Claydol and after a quick session of petting it, was teleported back to HQ. Once inside, She'd make her way back to Sub's office, hoping he'd be there.

"Uhh..." It was fair to say he was confused. He had entered her room uninvited, no thanks to Electra, and ended up seeing her naked-OhArceus, his mind was going there. Shaking his head, he spoke up finally. "You don't have to apologize. I shouldn't have entered your room, regardless of the reason" he says the last part, shooting Electra a glance. The Pichu threw up paws, claiming innocence. "So I'm sorry. And Electra is too, right?" "Pichu? Pi-Chu" she nodded her head.

A long legged woman looking like she had just stepped out of some book about steampunk strode into the Team Snagem HQ, walking like she owned the place. It was typical for her. Hazel brown eyes scanned the area she was walking in, most people either avoiding her or getting the hell out of her way, which was just fine with her.

Pausing, she spotted a pair of red sneakers and black pants with a white stripe on the outside of each pant leg. She followed the legs up seeing a guy wearing a red jacket with no sleeves, belts over his upper arms, an X of belts over his torso. It looked like he was also holding a large pack of ice over his ball sack.

"I never expected to find a douche that likes being nailed in the balls. To each their own, I guess." Heine stated with a shrug.

A fine eyebrow lifted, arching as a smirk came to her full, painted lips. Hmm, interesting response. Her long, black leather trench coat like jacket spun out as she spun around and plunked her fine bottom onto the seat next to the new stranger.

"Got shot down or something?" Heine queried with a smirk.

"Then where does it even come from?" Tails asked, one ear pinned. Something was trying very hard to not make sense to the boy. "I've never seen anything like that. I've never even seen metal so hot that it's melted. But I kinda wonder how fun -that- might be..."