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Print on Botanica were on one of their weekly strolls throughout the city. Botanica, despite going through this many times already, is quite nervous. What if someone attacked them? Tried to steal them? She would quite frequently and meekly voice her worries to the Liepard that forced her on these walks. Her reply?

"{Do you really think I'm that weak? Psh. Thanks for the credit.}"

That immediately silenced her for the time being. The Buneary should give her more credit. Her trainer was not that dumb anyway.

The two continued to wander slowly down the streets until they reached a nice little park with small patches of flowers here and there. There were not that many trainers around, so Botanica loosed up and stumbled on over to the closest patch of flowers with Print watching her close by. The Liepard's tail swished about and she bent down to pick one of the flowers off the ground and attempted to eat it. Botanica watch her with a small gasp of horror escaping her.

Botanica froze in her tracks and her ears flattened against her body and she tried to make herself as small as possible. She looked at Print with two large eyes that were asking what they were going to do.

Print caught Botanica's gaze and frowned slightly, her eyes narrowed in annoyance. She turned her head around and glared the the Rapidash that toward above her. She wasn't intimated by him at all, though the same cannot be said about the Buneary next to her.

"{Oh look. We are.}" She drolled and looked around her, "{Aren't you out for a jog or somethin'? Try walking around us. You look like you'll need every bit of exercise you can get.}" She sneered disdainfully and laid down so she was blocking more of the Rapidash's path.

"{Look, I'll even help you out with your little run. You might have to move to the left or right a bit more now.}" Print added in a false sweet tone, "{Don"t worry, it's not too hard. I'm sure you'll make it with a bit of energy left to spare for another walk 'round the park if you're lucky enough.}"

Botanica looked like she wanted to say something, but Print's glare was intimidating and she shuts up. The Buneary buried her head into the flowers and started to sniff them to relax. She silently admired the vibrant colors of the petals.

"{Equal ter--}" Before Print even managed to complete her question, Botanica squeaked and tumbled backwards when the Rapidash burned up the flowers around his hoofs with his stomp. She covered her face with her ears and shivered in fear.

Print quickly got up and picked up Botanica with her tail and placed her somewhere where the flowers are safe from harm. The Liepard glared daggers at the other pokemon.

"{Apologize?}" Print said incredulously, "{I wasn't even going to in the first place, but if you expect me to after that you can forget it!}" She hissed. Print started to swish her tail back and forth in irritation, "{What's your problem anyway? Thinkin' your special 'cause you're all big with dumb blue fire markings? Think you're king with that horn on your head? You should let me carve a 'D' into it so it looks like one of those dunce caps.}"

Botanica, who was still in a but of a state of shock, started to gently pick some flowers and weave them into a little crown with her shivering paws. Everything will be okay... Print will handle it...

"{Looks don't matter if your personality is more trashy than a Garbodor.}" Print hissed back, her pupils sharpening, ans she threw a quick look back at Botanica to make sure she is not going to get involved. When she saw that she is still diligently weaving together flowers, she threw her glare back at Vitesse, "{Also, there's this nifty thing called a 'team'. Some pokemon in that team are only required to sit back and look pretty. Some are only in it to fight. Some do both.}" She sat down and sharpened her claws, "{That pipsqueak over there only needs to sit back be pretty, because of that I do all the talking. Kind of like a bodyguard.}" The Liepard stretched her claws out, "{If you have a problem with that, fight me.}" She dared, "{I'd love to mess up that ugly mug of yours.}"

Oh no, oh look. Oh look, there it is... Botanica tired to fight back the urge to look back and placed the flower crown on her head-- she allowed it to fall down to her eyes. She tried to relax and reassured herself that Print has it under controlled, she always does. This happens all the time... Ah ha ha...

"{Battle?}" Print grinned with her eyes narrowed to slits and ears perked up, "{Lets do it right here, right now! I've got nothing to lose. Besides even if you torch all these flowers,}" Her smirk grew wider, "{I won't be the one whose trainer is called for vandalizing public property. You think these flowers came out of nowhere? A few flowers going missing is okay, but,}" She swiped at one and held it between two digits of her paws and tucked it behind Botanica's ear and urged her to back away with her tail. She lowered her head and revealed her claws, "{All of them is not. Still want to fight though, jerk? I'd still think a 'D' on your horn would suit you. Heh, it could even stand for something else that would perfectly fit your personality.}" She added smugly.

Botanica, pushed back by Print's tail, quickly scurried away from the scene and hid under one of the park benches. Her heart was racing-- wait is she going to do if Print got hurt? No, she can't think that way. She needs to put a little more trust into that Liepard.