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Norman was really rather surprised when he saw the other pokemon was still sleeping. The gym leader had been sure that normal type would wake up after being pelted with a bunch of rocks. Still he wasn't one to let an opportunity such as this go to waste. "All right Lucky let's use Defense Curl and follow it up with a Rollout." Norman called out, he was probably pushing his luck calling for both like that but he figured that Lucky was far enough away from the Kangaskhan that even if it woke up then Lucky might have a chance to still escape. The pink Dunsparce gave a small cry as a concentrated look appeared on it's face. Glowing slightly the small pokemon curled it's long body into a ball. "All right now, let's try that Rollout." Norman called again, the gym leader wasn't that convinced the pokemon was all that smart, or maybe it was just very forgetful. The pink and yellow ball bounced a few times giving a pretty good impression of a bouncy ball before it slowly started rolling picking up speed as it went.

Dante meanwhile was watching the battle on the sidelines, while gym battles were mostly very interesting, gym battles where one pokemon was asleep wasn't to interesting. Speaking of asleep his arms were about to fall asleep from holding these two increasingly heavy by the second pokemon. Figuring they couldn't get in to much trouble, both of them were enraptured by the gym battle going on he gently set them on the ground. "Geeze I never want to carry a pokemon ever again." Dante muttered shaking his hands in a vain attempt to get feeling back into them. Glancing down every once in a while to make sure that both pokemon were still there, or that they weren't trying to run out to help Keegan in his battle.

Keegan's patience with the battle was already starting to grow weary, and as Moeder dozed on, he glanced over at Dante, wondering if his long-haired friend was just as done with this part of the battle as he was. He looked back at the Dunsparce as it initiated a Defense Curl and frowned. That meant the Rollout attack was next, and Keegan really wasn't looking forward to that attack making contact with Moeder. At that very moment, at least, the luck of the battle seemed to shift to him as a loud growl escaped the large Kangaskhan - it seemed she was finally waking up. The redhead smirked as the pink Dunsparce bounced up and down like one of those vending-machine bouncy balls before it started to roll toward Moeder, and Keegan knew this was his chance to shift the tide of battle into his favor. "Moeder, Iron Tail! Take 'em for a ride!" he shouted, a grin spreading across his face as the Normal-type got to her feet, looking very sour over the fact that she'd just been forced to take a nap. Seeing the pink ball speeding toward her, she let out another roar, shifting all of her weight onto her back foot. Timing was essential and she let out a hearty grunt as she swung her massive tail around at the oncoming Dunsparce, hopefully making contact and sending that thing sailing out of the park like a major league slugger in a home-run derby.

It was probably a good thing that Keegan was too busy smirking and marveling at Moeder's impressive Iron Tail to notice Hades' sudden disappearance from the room. The attack had gone much better than he could have hoped for, though he did wince at the giant hole in the wall that had been made as a result. "s**t," he muttered, scuffing the ground with his shoe. "Uh, sorry about that," he muttered as Norman recalled the fainted pink Dunsparce. "I'm pretty handy with a hammer, I can help you fix that, if you want," he offered quickly. Destroying Norman's gym hadn't been on the docket for today and he shifted his weight back and forth on his feet somewhat nervously as he waited for the gym leader to send out his next Pokemon.

The sight of the Zangoose should have been a welcome one, as it would mean that Keegan knew what he as up against, but almost right away, he could tell that something was very, very different about this one. It looked sort of mangy, and it was covered in scars. It also looked angry. Very, very angry. Better be careful with this one, Keegan thought, looking to Moeder. "Let's start out with a Mega Punch," he said finally, wishing the Kangaskhan had some ranged attacks to use instead. Moeder, however, was undeterred by her rough-looking opponent and tromped toward it, already rearing back her glowing fist, eager to lay down some more hurt.
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Miharu had pretty much given up on trying to muster up the courage to go and get herself some breakfast and just starving to death instead when she heard a familiar cry. Peeking up past her knees, the green-haired girl spotted the same small, fluffy grey Pokemon that had snuggled her to sleep the night before. Sniffling, the girl watched the Pokemon curiously. It waved at her, motioning for her to follow him out into the dining room, but Miharu shook her head. The Minccino (not that Miharu knew what it was) frowned, and then looked around before darting away, leaving the young girl to her brooding.

A few minutes later, Miharu heard the Pokemon's voice again and when she looked up this time, he was hopping up the stairs toward her, awkwardly carrying an armful of fruit. "Cheeno!" he said happily as he placed the fruity bounty beside her, and leaned in, obviously wanting to be petted for his efforts.

"For me?" Miharu asked, and the Chinchilla Pokemon nodded eagerly, now practically shoving a banana in her face. "Th-thank you, I don't know what to say," she said, accepting it with a smile. Minccino sat beside her, looking quite pleased with himself.

Revenge, Keegan repeated mentally, wracking his brain to try and remember if he'd ever seen that move used before. He was certain that none of his own Pokemon knew how to use it, and since his PokeDex was still in hand, he allowed it to fill in the blanks for him. An attack move that inflicts double the damage if the user has been hurt by the opponent in the same turn, he read, frowning again. Ouch. Ouch indeed, for as impressive as Moeder's Mega Punch was, the freaky Zangoose's counterattack was even more so. Moeder gave a roar of pain and staggered back, clearly unhappy by the turn of events as she put some distance between herself and her opponent. Keegan grinned; two angry Pokemon eager to take wild swings at one another? That was right up the redhead's alley. Unfortunately, there wasn't a whole lot he could do to prevent Norman from using Revenge after Revenge - he couldn't count on Dizzy Punch to confuse its target a second time, nor could he rely on say, the possibility of causing flinching with a Bite attack. That, however, was one of the upsides to being ahead by a Pokemon - Moeder could take as much of a chunk out of it as she could and one of his next Pokemon could likely finish it off.

Keegan figured that his best option was to hit the Zangoose for as much damage as possible, as he was also quite certain that it didn't really have a way of recovering its health (unless Norman had taught it how to use Rest, which seemed like an unlikely choice). Regardless, the pace of the fight had picked up, which was something he did like. "Moeder, give it your best Leer," he said finally, watching with a sort of amusement as the Parent Pokemon shot the Zangoose her very best death glare; while not the most conventional of attacks, it would make the other Normal-type more susceptible to damage and might give them a bit of a leg up on the situation.
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Miharu and her furry little friend enjoyed their breakfast together, and the green-haired girl found that she felt better now that her stomach was no longer empty. Her little Pokemon friend hopped up onto her shoulder as she collected the various peels and cores, having found the courage to get up and properly dispose of it. The small Pokemon offered directions as best he could and soon Miharu found herself in the large and impressive kitchen, and after throwing away the trash she stopped and looked around, finding that the cleanliness level of the kitchen reminded her both of home, and of her aunt's back in Lavaridge. She scratched the mouse-like Pokemon under the chin and turned to leave again, but as she turned to go she very nearly ran directly into Professor Juniper who'd returned to the kitchen for a refill of coffee.

"Good morning, Miharu," she said cheerfully as she poured the dark brown, savory liquid into her mug. She hadn't been completely oblivious to the girl's troublesome night, and had been the one to send Minccino to help calm her down. "I see you've met Minccino; he's quite the little sweetheart, isn't he?" Minccino cheered in agreement and jumped over to the professor's shoulder, nuzzling her affectionately. "I didn't see you at breakfast, but a certain little Chinchilla Pokemon was seen plundering the fruit bowl not too long ago. I trust you two have been sufficiently fed?"

Miharu's face reddened and she looked at the floor, unable to find the words to describe how she'd been too nervous to join the professor in the dining room. She decided to change the subject and looked back at the Chinchilla Pokemon. "Minccino, was it?" she asked, faking a smile. "He is quite a cutie. I'd guess a Normal-type?"

The command for a Giga Drain came at quite a surprise, and he let out a rather impressed 'Woah!' as the Ghastly drained what little vitality was left from his Machop. The Pokemon flopped to the ground, the last of his strength leaving him. "Well that's a surefire bummer." the gym leader said, recalling his Pokemon. "Getting beaten up in your sleep is no fun at all. Let's see how you do Meditite!" Not wasting a time, Brawly tossed out his next Pokemon and soon the typing paradox that was Meditite was released. "Your Ghastly may be immune to my physical attacks but I know some psychic moves will hurt it! Confusion!"

Meditie swayed its head back and forth, gathering up energy. The Pokemon began to glow in a bright blue aura, and with a thrusting of its palms, it sent that energy straight at the offending ghost.

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"Uh oh! Pancake time!" Mike sort of yelped before the ground beneath his Pokemon pretty much exploded. Vesuvius was sadly too heavy to have the luxury of being ejected into the sky by the attack, and was instead subjected to all of the fun from the jagged rocks and the erratic, angry tectonic movement. Thankfully, he was smart enough to retreat into his shell to keep his legs from getting all cut up, but even with his tremendous defensive power and previous Withdraw, it was still tremendously painful.

Mike knew that one more of those and it was all over, but he wasn't going to just lie down and not go out in a literal blaze of glory. "Give it another Flamethrower!" He yelled once the Earthquake had subsided. With a much more labored grunt, Vesuvius decided to perform his next attack without removing himself from his shell, which made for a rather amusing sight.

Peace and Harmony reigned supreme in the forest for now. He hadn't seen a single pokemon since he had entered. Their cries could be heard throughout the area, but not one had crossed his path. A mixed blessing. He wouldn't mind running into a Nidoran or a Pidgey. The thought of running into a hive of Beedrill again was still scaring him. That was something no one wanted to deal with.

He took a shortcut off the beaten path to save time and to raise his chances of finding some wild pokemon. He'd find something else however. After several minutes of walking he'd simply appear from behind a tree in front of Alex and Clyde. Kressen instantly recognized the tiny blonde trainer, but didn't know the tall and shaggy headed boy beside her.

"Oh Alex! There you are. Haley and I were wondering where you had wandered off to. Whose your friend?" The red head grinned, but he felt guilty. They had lost sight of the little girl, but he hadn't thought to go find her figuring she'd make it out of the forest okay. Apparently he had misjudged her sense of direction, but she had a Kadabara to teleport her out if things got bad.

"On repeat?" Mike, well, repeated. "But I hate that song!" He stomped his foot in (somewhat) mock tantrum. He could use Protect and prolong the fight, but that is just about all it would do. Digger wasn't burned, or using a type of attack that would require a moment to recharge. This fight was over. Mike rested his hands on the back of his head and watched Vesuvius get toppled again by the Sandslash's attack. "Not bad, buddy. We'll see what we can do about that." He recalled his Pokemon and made his way over Kasiya, twirling around the wreckage like a lazy ballet dancer.

"The battle is yours, love." Mike briefly met eyes with the Pokemon before turning back to his girlfriend. "Digger's grown quite a bit since I last saw him. I'm impressed, but not surprised. I'll work on Vesuvius a bit and see what I can't work up to deal with those Earthquakes. But still," he rolled forward on his feet and kissed her nose. "Well done. Now that we're out of bed at probably two in the afternoon," he gestured to the destruction. "What's the plan now? I really have nothing planned past this point."