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"Nah, yeah, I got it-" Nyx leaned against her door frame. "Newton does it too. Normally messes around the kitchen, not breaking things and waking drugged up individuals followed by assault with squeaky toys." The agent looked at least a bit ticked off, but wasn't screaming for demotion, so that was good. Of course, she was probably not completely sure he didn't have cow feet.

Nyx sighed, "It's alright... at least he didn't break anything of value. I'd appreciate the help in the morning, though. I'd take care of it myself, but, this thing makes it quite difficult to bend down." She gestured to her leg and shrugged. "If you could bring a replacement bulb with you, that would be helpful, too."

Apparently the scientist had decided to not be angry. She'd been in similar positions with Newton and sometimes Beaker.

She yawned and looked back past the Meganium and at the clock on her wall then back at Panther. "Any time after ten a.m. I'll be here." Nyx sighed again, "Not like I have anything to do. Good night." When it wasn't considered rude, she shut the door and went back to bed.

There was some fumbling from inside the room and a few moments later Nyx pulled open the door. "Ah, morning." She nodded at Panther.

This time, the room was full of pokemon. A flareon, a pidgeot, the meganium, an aron, and Newton the Drifblim who was floating close behind his master.

Nyx was dressed in an agent's uniform and her hair was pushed out of her face by a pair of goggles.

"Barely." Nyx smiled as she hobbled out of the way and had a seat on her bed where there were papers and notebooks spread out all over the place. She sighed and picked up a pencil; Newton picked up some crayons over by Nyx's desk, on the floor, and started drawing on some papers she'd laid down. The drifblim had insisted that he was an artist now, so he was constantly drawing or coloring in coloring books.

"Yeah, thats me. We met once or twice when I was a grunt, I believe. You are Panther, if I remember correctly?" She lifted her arms towards the Aron who had been sitting at the foot of the bed and it waddled over onto her lap. Nyx reached around her pillow for a canister of polish and a rag. Steel types enjoyed a good polish, Maxwell let out a little coo.

"Ah, well." Nyx rubbed a polishing rag over the Aron's plate. "That would be nice, I suppose." She looked at the ghost pokemon.

Nyx hummed thoughtfully and shrugged, "No harm done, it's okay. Thank you. You might want to think about who you prank, though. Out of all the agents or elites, you got lucky. I'm probably the nicest." She smiled and looked back down to the pokemon on her lap to admire the shine-job.

Some of the pokemon in the room glowered at the offending Haunter. The Meganium must have communicated to the others about what had happened the previous night.

"I need a bulb for the table light, too, but that's okay. I'll send Newton to get one for me." The blimp pokemon looked up from his coloring at the mention of his name, stared at Nyx for a long time, and then went back to his art. "There isn't much, just the ceiling light, glass on the floor there, and by the desk, the speakers and things on the floor go on the desk too." Nyx paused and looked around. Mendel had picked up the pillows and toys earlier, so those were back in their proper places.

"I think that is it." She smiled at Panther. The scientist seemed to be in a fairly good mood, despite being woken up in the middle of the night by his pokemon.