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"Well, I dunno," replied Sorano with a light shrug of his shoulders. "Why don' ya go an' look while I stand 'ere lookin' out for tha thing?"

It other words, that statement translated to, "I will stand here and watch you do all the work. Flicking his nose with the back of his hand, he stared at the figment on his glove and snorted. Gross. [[ Fufufufu. ]]

"O-ok, sir! I will do my best!" he saluted before dashing out the door marked 'Loading.'There were, in fact, several cardboard boxes perfect for capturing an Igglybut-ff.
Of course... there was also an Igglybuff. Which was quite serendipidous!
"Mister Soraaaanoooooooo..." he hissed through the door. "MIster Soraaaaannnoooooooo. Over heeeere" he tapped lightyly on the door frame in what little morse he knew: S... O... S... S... O... S...
The igglybuff was trying its best to squeeze through the almost air-tight door frame, probably trying to get out of the base. Unfortunately, try as it might, it couldn't squish itself down quite that thin...

Sorano turned an agitated towards the inconsistent tapping. He facial expression basically growled "What do you want?!" Sliding his feet towards the door, he yanked it open and frowned. Yet, the scene to next catch his squinted gaze softened his features. There it was! There it was! The cutielicious marshmallow pinky puff puff known as an Igglybutt was right in front of them. Could this moment be any better?

"Stan' 'ack shertie." said Sorano with a smile as a finger crept towards the Pokeball fitted onto the belt twined around his hip. "An' leave this ta me. We don' need tha' box anehmore. Jus' a good ole flick of tha wrist with a Pokeball, 'kay?"

With that, he threw the Pokeball with some of his might. "Imma getcha!" he growled happily. "Kwehehehehe!" [[ Speedy, speedy . . . ~]]]

The Pokeball wizzed towards the helpless Igglybuff, knocked it square in its head, and rebounded, right into Liam's own forehead.
Liam instantly doubled, over, clutching the already swelling face, and cried. Not cried so much has yelled 'MY HEAD! MY HEAD! OH MY ARCEUS SORANO WHAT DID YOU DO TO MY FACE!?' but to any passing stranger, the effect would be the same.
The Igglybuff had a similar reaction, puffing up to twice its normal size and spewing tears in a large radius. The two, it seemed, were Pidgey of a feather.

Sorano tilted his head to the side. What this just something. Two crybabies and one goof. Maybe this would become as popular as that other video if it were recorded and posted on the interwebs. "Shaddup, both a ya!" he said sternly. "Liam, take tha' Pokeball an' catch that Iggybutt, err, Igglybuff! Now, c'mon, do it!"

As his hand closed around its smooth (and possibly bloody) surface, he envisioned it soaring high in the air before colliding with the Igglybuff, and catching it cleanly.
Obviously, his ife wasn't perfect. It wasn't even the same Pokeball that had hit him. In his confusion, he grabbed one of the Pokeballs that spilled from the puch on his waste... Fortunately it was a Moon Ball, made by hand with a Yellow Apricorn himself. Still it didn't soar in a majestic arc, just kind of... rolled. And rolled. And rolled. And touched the still crying Igglybuff.
... And caught it. The ball wiggled weakly, but the puffball never had a chance. Liam was speechless (most likely much to Sorano's pleasure) and, obviously, so was the Igglybuff, safe inside its Pokeball. "Oh... oh... we-well..." Liam muttered, not sure what to say.

"Y-You!" croaked Sorano. He was mad. He didn't like to get mad. Unfortunately, he wasn't one to rip is favorite pair of plaid purple pants and turn green when he grew mad. Rather, he just took his anger out on whatever angered him, who was indeed Mister Liam who had caught his Iggybutt. "Ffffff-" he spat and grabbed Liam by the collar of his trainee uniform. "Why'd ya go an' do that, shertie?! Tha' Iggybuff was s'ppose ta be mines! G-Git it inta me Pokeball now, a'fore I take my sized foot an' shove it up yer-"
Before he could continue, the higher up from before picked up the Moon Ball and dropped it coyly into Liam's grip. He was watching the entire time, making sure neither of the underclassmen messed up and made fools of themselves (only one made a fool of himself, mind you). This meant that the Igglybuff was rightfully his and all Sorano's bickering in the world could not cancel that out. Sorano remained quiet until the higher up left and cursed under his throat. Oh great, oh great great flipping great.

Speechless again. The Moon Ball was cool in his hands, but Liam was sure he could feel the warm beat of a little Pokemon heart inside. He had... caught a Pokemon? All on his own? Well... mostly his own. Sorano had probably weakened it with the Pokeball projectile... But, still! HE CAUGHT A POKEMON!
"Th-th-th-thank you, s-s-sir!" he squeaked, sitting up and clutching the Pokeball closely. Sorano seemed to be fuming still, but Liam was content. His head hurt, but he was... content. Still, he scurried to his feet, still clutching the Igglybuff, and follow the superior out the door.
As he passed Sorano, he stopped. "I-I'm... sorry, Sorano... I didn't mean to..." It was a quiet apology, but an apology nonetheless. Sorano couldn't hold it against him, right... Right?

Sorano held in a sigh. Ahh, he couldn't be mean forever right? Right? "Jus' shaddup an' leave it be, shertie. Ya caughts it an' I've nothin' ta say 'bouts it. Go an' play with that lil' Iggybutt. I'mma go an' take a nap. Peace." With that, Sorano swiveled around on his heel and began to walk. What a day, what a day.