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The Wartortle's fluffy white tail wagged slightly. "Tortle tor war." [It's nice to meet you!] He shook her hand vigorously. "War tortle tort? War tortle." [Do you wanna go get some poffins with me? My human won't mind.] He reached for her hand, but as the volume or the TV sky rocketed, he gritted his teeth and turn ready to spray that annoying noise with a douse of water.

Skye backed away slightly from the two. "Pi chu?" [You ok there?] The pink cheeked mouse was getting the better of the black and white one, but when the one being held captive broke free, the other tumbled backwards onto the remote making the volume of the TV go through the roof. He cringed and pulled his ears toward his head trying to block out that racket.

Cal listened to the two as they talked. She wasn't really registering what they were saying but it gave her something to do for the time being. Her eyes scanned the TV screen, noting really going on there until a group of Pikachus hit the remote and made the volume jump; as well as Cal. The sudden yelling of the TV made her loose it. She threw up her chip bag and clung to Nyx, her eyes shut tight. Once she realized what she was doing, she quickly released her, and turned to look at the mess she had made. That bag of chips had made little mess, but most of it was on Serena. "I-I so sorry!" She felt like a total idiot right now. Way to get the sleepover going. She mentally beat her up as she made her way over to Serena. "I'm so sorry!" She picked some chips from her hair and brushed it off her shoulders. Nice way to introduce yourself, idiot. She fretted over getting the off of Serena.

Oh dear sweet Arceus, sudden noise! Nyx flailed and then was suddenly being clung to, and she clung right back for the briefest of moments. Loud sudden noises were scary.
"Jen, turn it down!" She shouted over the television.

Now free from Aeon, Tesla shot back into the sleeping bag, and just in time too. There seemed to be an explosion right after he took cover in the soft warm safe bag. There was no way he was leaving now, he'd die!

Beaker covered her ear holes and glared at the noise box. That was annoying, almost as annoying as there being a larger pokemon that she couldn't fight... Her trainer never let her fight. Why'd she have to get stuck with a wimp?

Lilith smiled awkwardly and sat down on the couch by the two other girls. She knew neither of them. In fact, she personally knew no one in this room. It was certainly going to be an... interesting night.

The grunt looked over suddenly to her side and found a pretty Pidgeotto gently nibbling her nervously twitching fingers. She felt her shoulders drop a bit and she relaxed, smiling at the Bird Pokemon. She gently stroked the bird's head feathers with her other hand. "Goodness! You are a gorgeous bird, aren't you? Probably the prettiest Pidgeotto I've seen!" She smiled.

While commenting the Pokemon, Lilith jumped at the loud sound from the television and the yelling from Nyx and the... odd other girl. She grimaced and recoiled back. "Turn that damned thing down!"

Serafina wandered about the room, looking at some of the other Pokemon and humans from a distance. This had to be the worst party ever. She'd never even been to a party before!

Serafina glanced over to the Flareon who had sidled up to her. She gave a small snort and a smile. ["Heh, yeah, I guess. I mean, I've never been to one, so I guess this is what it's like. Pretty boring if you ask me."] She looked to the Flareon and smiled charmingly. ["My name's Serafina, by the way. What's yours?"]

Sorano was actually pretty good at games. His specialty were dating sims. Oh, ho, ho, ho, ho . . . ho. Anyway, his hands were getting jittery with all this talk of video games and he sort of jumped twenty-five thousand feet in the air when the female's hand touched his own.

"I-I-I-I-I . . . " he stuttered, staring down at his hand, than her hand, his hand, his hand again, her hand, his hand, his hand as it got extremely sweaty, than her hand. "I-I've seen'a it played, neva played meself though . . . "

Never's ears flicked up at the word 'neva'. Oh, never mind. Sorano was not addressing him. "[Hehe, have you forgot silly!]" Never chimed. "[I'm Eva, nice to meet you Serafina!]"

There was going to be a sleep over. Had the pink haired Elite agent been invited? No. Had the Grunts gone through proper procedures to get everything set up?

Sadly, yes, they had done everything properly. As a result, Kunai had been assigned to serve as a chaperone. It was rather silly in all honesty, since Kunai was one of the shortest Agents in the facility. However, height had yet to make a difference before. She might have been short and she might have been really young considering her rank, but she was intimidating as all hell.

As she walked to the door, she noted the crudely made sign. It was nice that in such an agency, there were no laws against gender descrimination. Something like this in a regular business would note fly in the slightest. Paying the sign no more attention, she knocked on the door. It did not look like Kunai had any plans to sleep, but that was for a different reason. She was dressed in uniform and she had a laptop and a masterball as her only possessions for the evening. With her fist balled up, she knocked along the door. With that, she entered the room.

In a tone that was absolutely dry and devoid of emotion, she greeted the current company with a simple "Evening ladies." She nodded her head, then took a quick visual survey of the area. She couldn't help but notice a Pokemon slipped in right after her.

A jolteon with red eyes and a black mane and slipped in while the door had been opened. She had a red bow upon her head with what seemed to be a red gem over the knot. She blinked uncertainly, looking around at everything going on.

Her directions had been simple. Go to the areas in the room with the most humans in it. And to not fuss with her bow. The electric type Pokemon sat her haunches down by the doorway and looked around, sitting up tall as she did such.

Where to go?

Where to go?

Elsewhere, the owner of the dark Jolteon sat in front of a screen. The rumors of the all girls sleep over had not come upon deaf ears with him. In fact, the moment he heard, he had come up with a plan. It involved using a tiny camera and sending a Pokemon into the Rec room. The camera itself wouldn't be visible, since he had learned long ago, and easy way to disguise a tiny camera was to put a colored gem over it. It did change the hue of everything it captured, but everything else was still perfectly fine to view.

Though everything was red, it was still quite viewable. With a big grin, he announced "Perfect" to nobody in particular.

His room was left open for any other men who wanted to enjoy themselves at the expense of the ladies.

Nyx's attention turned to the newest arrivals, an elite, a jolteon, and...
"Hey Nadja, Ma'am!" The grunt grinned and waved, this was awesome, her favorite Elite was at the party!
As SSB was mentioned, Nyx could feel the ball containing Newton wiggle violently. It would be a chore keeping the balloon pokemon contained for the night... especially now.

Beaker looked irritably at the Wartortle, but nodded, as she was not one to turn down food.

Dude, that elite is hot. Even Never's ears flicked up when he caught sight of the wonderful woman who made her way inside the room. Casting a glance at Sorano, the Flareon smirked when the grunt wiggled his eye brows. Oh, lah, lah~!

He did cringe a little when he saw the pink haired girlie follow in after. She was extremely intimidating and creepy, like those twin girls from that scary movie The Brightening or something like that. She was cute though; but Sorano was definitely no pervert.

Sorano decided he would watch the girlies play. It was much more better for him to sit down and prevent his wig from falling off as they jumped around, ahaha . . . ha.