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For the past couple of weeks there had been a distinct lack of presence from a certain scientist with dandelion hair in the labs, not by any means by her own wishes, but when you were hobbled you became a liability in an area dealing with hazardous materials and sometimes violent test subjects. Nyx did paper work some days and worked on the computer others, but neither task required her to actually be in the labs; Or be at all engaged in her work. Most days she became a vegetable in front of the lounge's television. Her other talent, besides science, was cooking, and she couldn't really do that with her leg in the condition it was in. Today, she was laying on her bed staring at her ceiling while her pokemon meandered around the room.

Newton looked up from doodling on her cast when his owner sighed. "Blim?" He pointed at the squiggly lines that vaguely resembled a certain red headed elite. Surely, Nyx would be excited about his newfound artistic talent! She sat up slightly, looked at the drawing, pat Newton on the head, and flopped back down. It was a very nice drawing for a blimp, but she didn't seem terribly interested. Newton puffed up irritably and threw his marker down as he crossed one pair of his arms and floated out of the room. She was no fun like this.

Mendel watched Newton from her place at the foot of the bed as he floated away, then looked at her master, somewhat concerned. She was acting strangely. "Baay..." If the purple one didn't return soon, she would have to go looking for him.

Who said his name? Newton's expression seemed to sour even more when he noticed it was not a lady of any type. "Blim." He deflated into a sulk. It was odd to see him away from Nyx and not causing some sort of mischief. "Blim blim bliiiiiiiim blim bliim!" He inflated and deflated again as he ranted and sat on the floor. Something was up.

Newton huffed and turned his head away. As if. She was being a loser and not acknowledging how awesome he was at arts. Or doing anything interesting. Or feeding him. "Bliiiiiim" He sighed melodramatically and flopped over onto his side, raising one arm up to his 'forehead' like someone pretending to faint in a play would. Oh poor forsaken him! What ever would he do?

Newton rolled across the floor, pivoting on his giant head, until he was looking upside down at Mau. He raised an arm into the air and folded the 'hand' part until all but a small part was showing, much like a thumbs up. "Blim." This man-beast would talk some sense into his Nyx, surely. Maybe then he'd get some respect and jelly. Mostly he wanted the jelly. His dramatization at an end, Newton rose from the floor and started to float down the hall with Mau, towards Nyx's room.

The door was closed. Newton apparently floated through it in a huff. There wasn't much sound coming from the other side, save for a the shuffling of pokemon feet, the occasional ruffling of feathers, and the tinkling of a ball with a bell inside being swatted lazily.

The scientist's room was neat. The carpet was red, and the walls were white. There was a black wooden desk with a computer, various stacks of paper scattered on top, and a box of crayons and markers. Her bed matched the color scheme of the walls, but revered, mostly red with white accents. There wasn't much in terms of decoration; A Frankenstein poster, a fairy statuette, a book shelf, a family photo with a pikachu, a coffee pot, some pill bottles, and crutches leaning against the wall. There were still a few boxes in the closet Nyx never bothered to unpack, since she was so busy when she had been promoted.

What took up most of the space in the room was the pokemon and their things. Beaker was out of her pokeball, laying in front of the closet taking a turtle nap. The flareon was on his back trying to swat at the ball he knocked just out of reach, but was too lazy to actually move to continue playing. Langley sat by the window, preening, while Mendel laid beside Nyx's bed. The black pikachu was nowhere to be seen, but was probably hiding somewhere. Nyx had a new occupant; An Aron laid beside her, nestled in the sheets enjoying the calm.

"Muh..." Nyx raised an arm and sort of flopped it in a lazy wave and dropped it down again. She was still laying in bed, in her pajamas with a pillow over her head. It was past pajama time. Newton floated over to Nyx's feet and pointed at his masterpiece on her cast.

"Bored." Her voice was muffled, but still audible. "Nothing to do." The pillow-headed-one shrugged but but remained with her arms at her side and her legs straight. "Why are you in my room?" Cabin fever was making her lethargic.

Newton crossed a pair of arms and looked expectantly at Mau. Well? Make her do something. Find the jelly and gift it upon me and my magnificence! I deserve things. A shrine. Now I get a shrine. Jelly shrine. Mmmmm... "Bliiiiim..." Newton started to drool a little while he became caught up in his thoughts.

The Bayleef looked up at the new human in the room and then at her master. She looked at her with a mix of concern and disappointment, then back at Mau, as if asking for help. "Bay."

One of pillow-thing's arms pointed at her crutches. That was a yes, then. Whether or not Nyx actually wanted to go, now that Mau was there she had no choice. He had a way of making her do things; Like tell him about two Elite's love affair. But food sounded yummy, especially since she hadn't noticed until then, but she was really hungry.

Newton glared at Mau. That was NOT what he brought him there for! What about his art?! What about his mountain of jelly?! He picked up the marker he threw on the floor earlier and threw it at Mau. "Blim!"

She sighed. Damn it, she didn't know picnics meant getting dressed... ah well. "Okay, I'll try not to kill myself getting dressed." Nyx pulled the pillow off of her face and dropped it on Mendel, who looked slightly irritated, but was more relieved Nyx was actually doing something.

Newton puffed up when his show of force did not result in anything resembling what he wanted- Wait. Jelly? Yes. He wanted this. He floated over to where the marker had landed, then back to where he originally had been, and started to take aim. Jackpot. Hitting this guy in the head resulted in the only thing in life that mattered. Squished and canned fruit.

Nyx didn't even notice her pokemon as she hefted herself to sitting on the side of the bed, and then she caught an eyeful of Mau. Or... she thought it was Mau. What in the world was he thinking? Nyx chortled, covered her mouth, then let out a hefty guffaw and snorted for breath. "What-" She laughed and snorted again. "What is this- I don't even- HA!" There was much pointing and laughing.