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It was rather sudden, but all of a sudden the quiet room was flooded with the sound of high pitched "Nyan nyan nyan nyan!" It was the anthem of Nyan Meowth, one of those infamous internet jokes that made no sense to the general populous, but somehow had managed to catch its fame amongst younger people. There was a voice that accompanied the sounds of the song with a deeply amused laughter.

1337 was in his environment if anything. He wasn't working on anything for either department at the moment, but instead he was working on one of his personal pet projects. And that pet project had a very hilarious sense of humor (if you asked the hacker at least).

On the ground, the computer hacker was fussing with a strange looking red computer with a strange point towards the top of it. Occasionally he'd press keys or type something in, but for the most part he was alternating between a few tools. At the moment it was a screwdriver and one of the side panels. As he worked, he eventually managed to utter "Task: search Double Rainbow." If it was possible to see where the hacker's eyes were looking, it would have been on the monitor of the strange computer.

Nearby another Pokemon was out, in front of one of the other lab computers. Music was blaring in his ears, so he didn't have to listen to the sounds of the Nyans filling the air. The computer was glowing of a faint blue color as he proceeded to press keys on the keyboard with the power of his mind. He was merely just inputting codes which 1337 was not working on at the moment. At leas the Alakazam was being productive it seemed, unlike his trainer.

Though his hidden eyes were upon the monitor of the hardware his Pokemon was possessing, a large grin managed to spread upon his face as he heard someone talking to him. "You'd be surprised what I can do, Izzy!" In fact, the hacker was somewhat surprised someone like this guy hadn't figured out what 1337 was capable of yet. Or at least wasn't calling him out on it so far.

On the monitor, at a rather slow pace, the letters of the words that had been requested for the search were entered. Unfortunately, the spelling was off, coming out as Dooble Ranbow. It was part of the training for the Rotom. The hacker, catching the error, uttered to the computer "Task: Entry correction. Spelling: D-O-U-B-L-E space R-A-I-N-B-O-W." At the same gradual pace as before, the text began to backspace until it got to the problem area, then began filling in the proper spelling.

The Alakazam, despite having his ears filled with the sound of music, was able to notice other things. It paused from its work to spare the informant a look. It was almost like he could sense that vague sense of secrecy that Izaya was trying to maintain.

It was fortunate for Izaya that he was a rather quiet Pokemon.

Rather than keep focusing on the other Rocket, the Alakazam resumed his work again.

"Ain't homophobic, Izzy... just don't think two dicks belong together like that... ain't nearly as sexy as a pair of titties." Since the Rotom was completing the current task, he was able to sit up straight, making it evident he was now looking to the one in the wheel chair. "Why... you here to confess your undying attraction to me?"

"That's quite a decision to make... call you 'Izzy,' but get called by a nickname... or call you want you want and get called by what I prefer being called by... tough decisions... Hmmmmm..." The man did seem genuinely uncertain as to which route to go. Yet, quite quickly, he was able to come up with the solution.

"Ain't like I haven't been called 'Leet' before... since so many people are lazy... especially the drunk girls at the bars!"

The moment that a finger tapped on the screen, the task the plasma Pokemon was tending to had been interrupted. The screen went a black color, and soon enough ROFL's face showed up, staring at the offending finger. The Pokemon's blue eyes were focused on the finger.

1337, not being the strictest of trainers with his Pokemon, felt it was okay to let the Pokemon oogle at the finger for now. "Hey Izzy, ya got a bit of somethin' right here..." A finger went up to touch the tip of the hacker's nose, a sure sign that he had noticed what the Grunt was trying to do. "I mean, if ya wanna keep talking like that... go ahead... but I already know that I'm amazing!" He laughed a bit as he seemed to lean back a bit on one arm, spinning the screwdriver he had at hand between the fingers of his free hand.

Izaya's views were clearly along the lines of stereotypical when it came to gay men relations. "Depends on the couple and the sex." It was a fact that there were various types. It wasn't like 1337 wanted any part of it.

The other mental images merely made him laugh. It was a hearty laugh, one that was genuinely amused. "Well... my d**k prefers that overripe fruit... I let that head decide on those sorts of things!"

The mention of Seth didn't go ignored. Feigning innocence with a slight shrug, 1337 had to say "I just tried to help that guy get laid, and what does he do? He throws a tantrum. You might be right... but sorry... I ain't shacking up with that! I could do so much better!"

Izaya was Japanese. The way he spoke was a little too obvious. With that smile still plastered upon his face, 1337 had to say "Oh Izzy-chan... You pick such good nicknames, Desu, desu!" Some might have considered the way the hacker spoke offensive, but he really didn't care about such trivial things.

After his little jab, the hacker went onto the subject of girls. "Well... you have a point... however, it depends on what I'm looking for. If I'm looking to be able to mind-f*ck a girl, then sober is more fun and challenging. However, drunk girls are better for the other f*cking." There was no shame in his statements, for why would a computer hacker be ashamed of confessing in a sense he was not a virgin, compared to the usual stereotypes amongst those in his occupation?

ROFL had gotten its fill of the finger that had poked it, and soon enough it was staring at the hacker again, face wobbling about the screen a bit. For a moment, 1337 paused from the conversation to give the Pokemon the task again.

"Task: search Double Rainbow." The text had already been typed out, the task just needed to be completed. Within moments the sounds of a man screeching about a double rainbow in the sky was now echoing in the relatively empty computer lab.

"FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF!" Yes, his Pokemon had completed the task at hand. Of course, Izzy kept talking, which meant soon enough 1337 had to reply.

"Ohhhh," he said in a nearly musical tone. "Sailor Seth-chan magical attack!" With a slight snorting noise, he then mentioned "God, that didn't take but like 2 minutes... I didn't even do a good job. However, it's more about having the balls to do it, not how good the product is!" 1337 had obviously done the prank without shame, which in a sense made him braver than many of the other agents, grunts, and trainees at Team Rocket.

As Izaya got closer, as if looking to get some gossip, he'd soon enough be disappointed to hear "Dunno... any of the girls in town for one... it's not hard for me to get something better than a dude."

Given that the previous task had been completed, the hacker spoke up for a moment to the Rotom that was taking up the monitor with a huge grin. "Task: search Rick Roll." Once again, the task slowly began again as the plasma Pokemon began to concentrate on the task. It might have seemed simple, but it was simpler on the outside than it was on the inside of the machine.

With the Pokemon distracted again, he seemed to not have a problem addressing things the other man had suggested or implied with a huge grin. "I give nicknames... so I doubt anybody would think we're humping each other. Sorry to disappoint." 1337 didn't sound sorry at all.

"It's more fun t'piss off your boss... which for a while, Seth was exclusively such. Only reason I got put in Kunai's department at all was because he kept temper tantruming." There was a distinct pause before he added "... I have messed with a few others... but the reactions aren't as well known for those. Technically the Sailor Seth-chan prank was a double prank, since I did send it from Kunai's email address." It was probably the angriest the hacker had ever seen the short girl.

Though Izzy was trying to instigate 1337, it didn't seem like he was reacting quite the right way. There was no hint of being offended by the implications, just that creepy grin and a hearty laugh. Rather than confirm or deny the words, he pointed the metal tip of the screwdriver towards the Grunt. "Tell me... do you know what you like?"

Rick Roll.

It happened.

Right about the time when Izaya tapped on 1337's visor, which once again caused the man to laugh loudly. The Rotom's face seemed to grin on the monitor as well, pleased it had once again done the task correctly. Once the task was over, the hacker stated the final task for now. "Task: Log off."

The Rotom knew what this meant. In a giddy sound of "TOM TOM TOM TOM," the Pokemon phased out of the object and floated over to Izaya's head, seeming to try and set itself on the stranger's head. Now that the Pokemon was no longer in the machine, the form of the object seemed to shift slightly to that of a seemingly normal looking laptop. The hacker hoisted the object up and flipped it over so he could fuss with the screwdriver along the bottom.

"Not her job. Her life." 1337 actually had managed to dig up some interesting information on the Elite before she had joined Team Rocket as an agent. Information she obviously wasn't willing to share.

Playfully after Izaya did give an answer to 1337's own question, the hacker was more than willing to ask in a playful tone "Can't it be both?" Maybe he wanted to know more about the Grunt as well as steer the conversation away from himself. "I know what I like... and it ain't a man... I don't think that's being a coward if I just know I prefer boobies and p***y over a c**k."

The Alakazam, though he couldn't truly hear the conversation, was wishing he could sensor the feelings he was getting from 1337 at the moment. In a window on his screen, he managed to type out something for 1337 to read over on his headgear. All zeros and all ones, just as the hacker liked.

Rather than give the Grunt what he wanted, 1337 simply asked "Wouldn't you like to know?"

The Rotom waved its bolt-like arms through the grunt's hair, almost as if it was trying to make it stand on end due to Static Electricity. "Tom tom tom!" was the cheerful reply which melted into a series of snickers.

To the question about Kunai, all 1337 did was grin as a response. Though, in this conversation, he really had yet to put any other sort of expression upon his face. It was almost a sort of calculated silence that was meant to intrigue the Grunt. The hacker did his homework, and knew that it was definitely in the informant's power to do some research on the pink haired brat of a boss they shared (at least part time).

Pausing with his work with the screwdriver, he used the tool to point down towards his crotch. "I trust the divining rod on matters of this sort, so I will say I know it's not for me." It was obvious they had different opinions on the matter, so there was no way he would technically win an argument. It would just continue circling on back and forth until someone bent. 1337 wasn't going to bend over for Izzy (pun completely intended), but he was going to eventually just sound like a broken record.

Once more he was back to work with the laptop, which soon enough he removed the back panel of to reveal some of the electronic components on the inside. He set down the screwdriver with that panel removed, then delicately reached in to grab what looked like a memory board. Without even sparing the grunt a look, he replied "Of course that's why you asked, Izzy! However, what fun is it for me to spoil the mystery?" The pointer finger on the hand not holding onto the board seemed to flick slightly for seemingly no reason.