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The trainers seem interested in the battle challenge, a few talking to each other.

You wake up the next day with that nice afterfeeling for shooting yourself up then wacking your head as you go down. Buck is sitting on your puke covered couch, staring at you with a look that is pretty damn condescending.
Paul rubs his eyes and looks at the Scraggy.

What? I did a lot to help us out yesterday I think that merited a little fun time.

He looks at the Pidgey, Snivy and Kakuna.

Whuh....who the heck are you three? Buck, don't let wild critters into the trailer! I don't care how hard up for lovin' you get!

Oh, wait, right. You're, like, mine.

He picks up the Kakuna while sitting on the couch.

Need to do something to fix you up. You're just plain sad right now, Hardcase. But I guess for the moment, you can help by shooting out a bit of web. The Kakuna spins out a thread of strong silk.

Paul promptly swings the Pokemon around by the thread and uses him to hook a spare beer lying on the stained shag carpeting, and pulls it toward himself. Paul promptly opens it and drains it in two long chugs.

Breakfast of champions.

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