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Koras gently but firmly picked up the baby Pokemon, singing a soft, gentle lullaby to it. Hellion was out like a light within minutes, snoring lightly.
Kitsune gently took the baby and brought it over to where he and Sweets were sleeping even as Koras got into bed with Lilian, the respective couples sleeping with their children even as Carnage dragged Cadaver onto his bed.

Yeah, Kitsune was a scorched, twitching mess. Hellion, on the other hand, had somehow absorbed the electricity and gleefully joined in the new "game"... by shocking Koras, Carnage, Cadaver, and basically everyone but Lilian and the egg with its red electricity.
Needless to say, everyone was good and awake now with the exception of Sane, who had simply absorbed the Thundershock due to his Ability. Cadaver twitched and glared at Lilian, Sweets, and Hellion. "...Was that REALLY necessary?"

Koras, while rather irritated at first, was quickly mollified by the kiss and kissed her back before getting up, returning his Pokemon sans Hellion so they could recover from the abrupt electrocution.
However, apparently Carnage had learned by now, because he quickly vanished in true Ghost-type fashion.
Cadaver just twitched and glared harder as he was helped up.
Hellion, on the other hand, was completely oblivious to the sparky mayhem he'd just caused and began trying to get at the fish puffins.

Koras blinked, tilting his head in puzzlement as he tried to work that cryptic little statement out. She said Sane would really shine in the next gym; ergo, it would be something the little guy was exceptionally good at, and the only thing Koras could think of that applied to Ground-types and nothing else was their... immunity... to... e...lec...tri...ci......ty.........
Suddenly there was the faint "pop" associated with air filling a vacuum, and Cadaver sighed, already knowing what he was going to see as he turned around... yep, Koras was hanging onto the edge of the doorway for dear life, a VERY panicked look in the electrophobe's eyes. Hellion didn't seem to notice, since it was still munching on its Poffin. "Looks like Koras just figured out what the next Gym type was..." The Ghost-type walked over and began trying to pry Koras away from the Pokemon Center doorway... only to find that it was surprisingly difficult. Looking closer, he blinked. "...How the ******** did you manage to dig your fingers into the edge of the doorway?!? That's not exactly cardboard, and I know for a fact that you're a wimp strength-wise!" He began trying harder to pry Koras off the doorway, but the boy was hanging on VERY stubbornly. This shouldn't have been this difficult, hell, the sheer physics indicated he should've at least dislocated one or two of Koras's bones from how hard he was pulling!

Naturally, that offer was VERY tempting, so much so that Koras loosened his death grip on the doorframe as his libido warred with his fear.
Fortunately, this was just enough leeway for Cadaver to quickly put the still-eating Hellion on his shoulder and pick Koras up bodily, slinging him over his other shoulder as he began walking after Lilian.

"Probably get subjected to horrible, soul-scarring experiments, seeing as I'm the one who pointed out Hive as a Rocket member and you would've been tricked into thinking he was just a normal guy," Cadaver answered conversationally as they walked.
Koras wasn't really paying a whole lot of attention to the conversation as he glared at Cadaver, obviously not happy about having to walk into a gym full of Electric-types... he'd glare at Lilian too, but she DID promise to let him do anything he wanted with her. Cadaver noticed the glare and just looked amused. "Hate to break it to you, but you aren't very threatening like that." Then Hellion jumped off Cadaver's shoulders and scurried over to Lilian, trying to get at the tasty fishy-treats, little crumbs around his mouth.

"Well, yeah, you were nothing special before you laid an egg; now, though, if they find out that egg came from you and manage to get their hands on you, they'll probably either try to figure out what makes you tick or try to use you as breeding stock or something... they're sick little bastards like that," Cadaver answered seriously, frowning slightly.
Hellion, meanwhile, wasn't listening to the conversation, trying to convince his mother to convince the lady with the nummy fishy-snacks to fork a few more over.