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"Max, come back here, oof! Damn it Max! I need my lunch!"

It was common for Len to trap herself within the walls of the library, smuggling her lunch in with her as she enjoyed reading with her brother's Shuppet. However, her own Pikachu was feeling quite neglected. He has not played with her for days! When she was preparing her bento box for the day, the Pikachu swiped away the finished product and ran off with it. The chase was prolonged for several minutes, an upset Len yelling spiteful things as he Pikachu enjoyed the freedom and run. He had run quite far; making his way down several floors until he found his way into some unknown sector of the base.

"Cha, cha!" he chimed as he gave a glance at Len. The young girl growled.

"Max, give me back my lunch THIS INSTANT!" she bellowed in fury. "Give it back!"

The Pikachu smirked, shot her a wink and dived into another hallway. The young girl felt her ears spew out steam. Damn it, that rodent was going to make her late!

As the Pikachu made an attempt to spring away from her, she caught hold of her bento box.

"Let go!" she croaked at her Pikachu. He did not reason though. He turned her pulling into a game of Tug-o-War, pulling back with force. Not long could the box take the tugging from box sides and slip between their grip, clattering to the floor and splattering broccoli pieces and biscuit crumbs all over the area. Oh great . . . she had some cleaning up to do . . .

Max rolled onto his side, dying from laughter. Lenn, on the other hand, was quickly putting her filing hands to work. She picked out pieces of food from the other woman's hair and swatted away whatever item was certainly not cloth. All the while, she was whining apologies.

"Oh goodness, I am sorry!" she would say. "My apologies, my apologies!"

Before she knew it, she had taken whatever she had removed on Nyx and shifted in other herself. Biscuit crumbs and broccoli bits was slathered over her gloves and dotted her uniform. Oh great.

Max peeled down his eyelid and stuck his tongue out at Len when she casted a glare towards him.

"Yea . . . " she chuckled lightly while dusting the remnants of food off herself and to the floor below. "He's to think making me run around for no reason in FUN. Which it is not!"

"I would like to apologize though, Miss-" she paused, having not caught the other's name. "Err, your name? For this incident. Aha, haha, ha . . . "

"Lennyka, Lennyka Dinkley. Oh, have you seen my brother? Just asking by chance I mean . . . " she coyly poked at her glasses before adding, "Oh, pleasure to meet you Nyx!"

Max waddled up behind Len and tugged his way up to her shoulder. Lennyka rolled her eyes but continued.

"You're in the science department?!" she bellowed, incredulous. "I'm stuck with all the paper and stuff. Filing, y'know? There isn't much people there so, I am stuck doing a lot of work during the day. How's it down in the labs, interesting? I hear it is . . . working with chemicals, DNA, and stuff.

Lennyka sighed. That was a disappointment. No one has seen him yet he was there, at the base. He was always so troublesome! She listened once again to the scientist and smiled.

"I wish I could go down to the labs." she said, frowning a little. "But I understand the measures they're taking! It seems dangerous down there if you don't know what you are doing!"

The Drifloon suddenly appeared and Len giggled. How cute! Max, on the other hand, saw an opponent. His eyes narrowed a degree and he pretended to shoot an imaginary Haduken towards the Balloon Pokemon. Len just sighed. Stupid Pikachu.

Her stomach gurgled and this signaled the fact she was thoroughly hungry. "Ehehehe . . . " she laughed. "Seems like it is lunch time, huh?"

"O-Oh!" her mind pinged with an idea. "Why don't I treat you and your Drifloon to some lunch in the cafeteria? It'd be my apology for spilling my lunch on you and I can also have myself something to eat. How about it, you game?"

Len tugged at her braid, a common gesture when she was feeling content. This woman was kind -- Nyx, her name was Nyx, was kind. She always believed the people of Team Rocket where plain mean and nasty. However, this woman proved that stereotypical thought to be nothing more than lies.

"It'll be my pleasure, hehe!" Lennyka laughed when the Drifloon wrapped its stringy little tassels around her head.

"Oh my, you have other Pokemon too? Which ones do you have?" she said, walking along the corridor with Nyx. "I've only two. This little guy whose name is Max." The Pikachu took a pose and bowed to Nyx in greeting and respect. "And a Charizard back at my room . . . who doesn't like me very much. Don't know why though."

Len poked her glasses when the topic of her brother came into play. "He wasn't around much when I was born, so I really don't know." she replied. "He, erm, was very energetic from what I do remember though. Took quite a fancy to body builders for some reason. Did you know his favorite color is lime green?"

No surprise there.

Len gave a slight blink at the chuckle. "Aha, guess he told everyone huh?" she laughed. "He was always an open and talkative type."

"Oh, you can say that again!" she agreed, nodding her head vigorously. "Especially when they're angry . . . I unfortunately am stuck with her since brother gave her to me. Ugh. Oh my, that sure it quite a lot!"

Len followed her into the elevator and slouched against the wall. "This building sure is something." she commented aloud. "The people here sure are . . . different, I mean. Much more nicer than I thought them to be. I thought the Team Rocket was suppose to be . . . bad . . . aha."