about scout

[siriusly]

WHO: Manabu, his puppy, various
WHERE: various
WHEN: VARIOUS OK
WHAT: BARKBARKBAKRKBARBKARBARK
WARNINGS: NO IT'S A PURE WHOLESOME PUPPY POST

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SKEETS

[siriusly]

[this little dog really does not get tired of fetch. even when he forgets what he's doing mid-fetch, he always scampers back for another round.

Manabu's got him at the park, tossing a little squeak-ball out for him to go pounce, wrangle, and prance back with while he sits waiting on a bench.

one toss goes a little long, off into some hedges, and Scout eagerly dives in to hunt. Manabu loosens some slack on the long leash he's got on him -- the only thing keeping him from worrying he'll get into any trouble. the smells around there must be distracting the little guy, because he sure is taking his time wandering around out of sight.

he's not worried until instead of a squeak he hears a CLONK.]

Scout, what?

[snarkbot]

[ Skeets had spotted a wallet someone had dropped on the ground of the park, and had swooped low and slow to investigate. Quite suddenly, however, something has grabbed him in its mouth.

This is not a sensation that Skeets likes. ]

Excuse me, please release me!

[siriusly]

[Scout only clamps down at the resistance, determined and seemingly encouraged by the buzz from Skeet's plea to keep hold. he growls and gives the little bot a shake before the tug at his harness means he has to turn about, shimmying back through the hedge and back to a waiting, frowning Manabu.

said Manabu's eyebrows shoot up.]

Scout, what in the world is that! Hey, let me see--

[snarkbot]

[ Skeets could probably free him himself if he really wanted to but Scout has him clamped down so hard that he's worried about hurting him if he pulls himself free.

So when he hears the pup's owner he practically sighs with relief, if he could. ]

Please help me, sir.

[siriusly]

Wha-!? [his first thought had been shiny frisbee, but frisbees don't talk. the plea prompts Manabu to jump off the bench and hit the dirt knees-first before Scout can get the idea this will be a game of tag.]

Scout, no! Give it!

[it's more tug-of-war, turns out; Archie wasn't kidding when he said Scout's bite's gonna be quite a contender. Skeets' streamline shape is a boon, at least, because once Manabu can wriggle one of his fins out of the corner of the Pokemon's mouth, he slides right out-- and nearly goes flying out of Manabu's hands with the force it took to be yanked free.]

Whoa-![Manabu keeps his grip, though. while Scout yips and jumps on Manabu's lap, trying futilely to get his new toy back. but Skeets is held aloft, high over head while Manabu tries to get his bearings.]

ARCHIE

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I, I think I got everything. I'm pretty sure... [unless Archie didn't list something in that long text of ingredients.

in any case, he's back in Heropa, in the house he frequents so much he may as well just keep shoes at. the 'everything' in question is all the foodstuffs Archie listed out in order to make...puffs? something? Manabu forgets, but whatever it is, Archie's pretty insistent Manabu learn it. and far be it from him to refuse the guy; he's the expert here.

Manabu walks into the kitchen to put the bags down, narrowly being tripped up by Scout scampering around his feet as he goes.] Woh--hey. Take it easy down there...

[h2no]

I'm sure ya did, kid. Even if you couldn't find something it's not the end of the world.

[he pads over from the other side of the kitchen - near the sink - to help with the bags before manabu falls over.]

You okay?

[siriusly]

Ye-yep! [with his hands free he can hang onto the back of a chair just in case and twist down to watch where the pup's mulling about. he has to hover his foot a bit and move it out of little teeth's range before he can be on all two feet again.

...and there he goes, trying to gnaw on his pant leg.]

Aa, c'mon, Scout... [they talked about this.] Ouh, hang on-- [he fishes through one of the bags and gets a knotted rope out to pass down to Scout.] There, that's for chewing.

[h2no]

[archie wordlessly releases mightyena, who immediately pads over to scout and sniffs, at him, nosing him away from manabu after he gets the rope.

he'll take scout over to the corner and lick him over, probably. dad dog gotta do dad dog stuff.]

Ha! Look like he'll have a good Bite on him. [archie casually looks through the bags, taking out stuff that needs to be refrigerated.] Has he shown any signs of Ice Beam?

[siriusly]

[mid-headscratch, distracted by watching dogs doing dog things.] Huh-? [he blinks, looking back over.

he squints. ice beam?] Um...I'm, I'm not sure how I'd tell...He doesn't seem to get any colder...

RED

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[Scout might be ready and eager for jogging, but he's still small. several times through a run, Manabu has to scoop him up and carry him part of the way until another break. it's actually kind of pleasant? being able to have company and be helpful to the little guy when he's pooped.

right now, he's on a bench, a little winded himself, letting Scout slurp up water that he carefully pours out of his water bottle for him.

Manabu scrunches his nose while he laughs a little at the spectacle.]

You little weirdo...

[somewhere in the midst of that, Scout's attention shifts and he peers down the path, ears perked despite the accidental dribble of water between the eyes. he snorts.]

Eh-? Whatcha lookin' at?

[versusseeker]

[What Scout is likely seeing is the (not uncommon) sight of Red's Pikachu dashing down the path toward him, one exasperated trainer chasing after him (this happens a lot, okay?). As Red catches up with him, he's just about to scold the little rat when his eyes fall on Manabu and--

[OHHH, THE POOCHEYNA PUP. MANABU? MANABU WHO? Red's eyes practically sparkle as he squats down next to them near the bench and immediately begins transmitting messages to the little pup with his mind.

[Hi, Poocheyna! Do you remember me? You're pretty young, still. You might not be able to talk back yet! Oh, I missed you!]

[siriusly]

Whoa. [what is that thing. Manabu's attention is definitely on the little (well, large to Manabu) yellow critter scampering his way. it's definitely not a dog, and it certainly doesn't read as mouse...

Scout notices him, too, and is much more vocal about it. before he can decide if it's prey or play, those thoughts are beaming into his head, leading to a weirdly comical little stop-and-go between mid-pounce and a bounce up in surprise. he yaps a few times just in general noisy defiance before shaking his head and sniffing up at Red.

Manabu, in the meantime, is taken aback by the guy's sudden appearance. he sits up, blinking, leaning out of the way just out of instinctive courtesy as he's fawning over Scout.]

Ouh, uh...he-hello-? [knock knock?]

[versusseeker]

[Oh, Arceus, that little bounce is almost too much for the man, leaving him with his head in his hands while his heart practically explodes in his chest. It takes Red a good few minutes worth of fawning over the little pup before Manabu's words even register, and even then it's difficult to turn himself away.

[Humans, Red. A human is trying to talk to you right now. His eyes finally go to Manabu and he dons an apologetic expression, offering him a little wave.

[That's not an introduction or an explanation, Red.

[Back to the pup he's goin' in for a pet.]

[siriusly]

[so of course, those few minutes are a bit longer on Manabu's end, where he sits in a transition from discomfort to annoyance to loud-sighing acceptance because......well. he can't really compete with a puppy, who's he kidding? the lack of manners is only annoying in nebulous concept and hardly something Manabu's gonna hold against him on purpose.

oh!

acknowledgement! Manabu smiles weakly.] Aa, hi, I-- [...aaaaand it's gone. his mouth twitches.

of course Scout does not care because pets!!! he is here for the ear scritches until he decides he wants to nip and gnaw on fingers. he's got growing teeths, okay. chewing is his favorite.

Manabu exchanges a look with the Pikachu.]

BLUE

[siriusly]

[he's kind of a ham, this little dog. they can barely go ten feet before people here in Heropa are stopping them to gush about the cute little puppy -- to the point where it's just easier to pick Scout up and carry him to keep from tripping up, or tripping up someone in all the fuss. Manabu already isn't crazy about so much attention, but he kind of has to concede that yeah...he's an interesting-looking creature.

still. can't a guy walk in peace?!

maybe he's lucky that a bigger, fancier otherworldly dog's down the street, which definitely draws more attention. Scout's, too; he starts yipping loudly once he's got a whiff of such a big canine.]

He-hey! Come on, now... [he tries to pat Scout's head to calm him down, but gets nipped instead.] Owh! Hey-!

maximum doge

[halloflamer]

[Blue came down to Heropa now and then to see others from his world and to let Gyarados have a swim in the ocean. The poor sea serpent didn't get to see much real exercise, cooped up in the suburbs of a City, even though Archie took it diving sometimes. Now, he was on his way back from one such excursion, and being that he was no longer on the beach, Gyarados was back in its Pokéball. That didn't mean that his other Pokémon couldn't get out and enjoy the sunshine though- which was why Arcanine was faithfully at his side, enjoying all the attention a giant tiger-striped dog would logically attract.]

[Arcanine catches whiff of Scout a bit before the pup goes running off towards them, his ears perking behind Blue.] Hm? What is it b-- [Blue starts before Arcanine nearly bowls him over, bounding down the street barking to meet his dog-buddy's newly hatched little pup. Of course he would recognize Mightyena's scent!] ARK! ARK ARK ARK!!

--Jeez, hold up, Arcanine!

DOG INTENSIFIES

[siriusly]

[holy hell that is a giant animal.

Manabu's never seen the like, especially not in person, and so it's natural for him to freeze up in surprise and pretty blatant fear at it gallops over. he can only reel a step backward before the thing is practically upon him, and he's not sure if he should expect to get mauled or? or something. he flinches.

Scout, who was still gnawing on Manabu's finger, is keen enough to sense his poor dumb master's fear and starts to yip at the Arcanine, in a manner of trying to yell down and be the tough guy. a Hey buddy! This is my show! show of little yaps.

(but of course his tail is wagging, because he's not threatened.)]

much pocket very monster

[halloflamer]

[Arcanine skids to a halt, not because he's intimidated by the tiny pooch, of course (and besides- he's the one with the Intimidate Ability, little Scout won't have it until he evolves!). Arcanine's ears pin back with a whine, heeling on his front legs to wuffle at Scout with a sniff and his bushy tail waggling behind him in the air. Don't you remember me!? I came and visited you after you hatched!]

[While Arcanine has run ahead to start conversing with his baby Poképal, Blue huffs as he slows to a jog behind him and pants, hands braced on his knees.] Sorry about that-- [He starts to apologize, until he remembers he's not in his own world and someone he doesn't recognize having a Pokémon isn't normal. Well, that was definitely one of Archie's Poochyena pups, then..]

[Blue's expression turns to recognition, then sharply into a kind of smug confidence.] --Heh! So you must be one'a the chumps Archie dumped a Poochyena onto, huh? I guess it looks like it's doing alright, so you must be a halfway decent trainer. [Still, he lofts a skeptical brow, sizing Manabu up.]

[siriusly]

Eh-? [Manabu blinks twice, tilting to a side to peer past the giant dog-thing at its owner. all the while, Scout is wriggling in his arms, grunting and huffing and trying to swat at the Arcanine's nose.]

O-oh, ah...yes? [he's not sure he wants to say yes to chump. he dips his head a little in greeting.] I'm Manabu. And--yes...Archie's the one who decided I could have him.

NIKO

[siriusly]

SCOUT!

[funny. he responds to that name when he's not causing a problem, but the second he's got a hold of some laundry? it's like he can't even hear it.

Manabu has to fumble with the shirt he'd had half-hung on the line so he can hop over a basket and chase after the puppy. seeing this, of course, makes it very clear this can be a game, and so Scout gives the sock a wiggle with a growl and starts to run toward the fence. he's a clever enough dog to know he can just headbutt the fence to get by -- Manabu had left it unlocked when he was moving things out to the back yard.]

Wh--no! Hey! That's not a toy!

[out to the front yard Scout goes.]

I almost lost this, thanks Gmail.

[namesaquestion]

[Out the front yard and almost into Niko, who yelps as he stumbles back.] What the -

[... is that a... poochyena? with a sock?

Sorry, he's not going to be much help right away. He's too busy laughing at the absurdity of it, because this is almost like home. Almost.]

u have been Found

[siriusly]

Scouuuuuuut! [Manabu is not very long in bursting through the gate himself, nearly tripping over the small wedge in the lawn where the fence had been built in. it sends his arms to flailing a little bit to stay upright, looking like he's flapping for momentum to ultimately dive and football-catch the little pooch before he can jump away.

they both go sliding across the lawn, barely a hop away from where Niko's standing and losing his shit over the entire sight.

while Scout play-growls and wriggles, Manabu tilts his head and squints, scowling up at the sound of laughter. it's not that funny!]

[namesaquestion]

Might wanna keep a hold on it.

[He did tell you they where escape artists, and he's half expecting that to happen.

If it does though, he's got a plan to keep it from getting to far.]

[siriusly]

[through gritted teeth, half for effort, half to not get a mouthful of the dirt Scout's lil' hind legs are kicking up:] I'm. Trying. AH-- [Scout pops out free with one good jump, making a bee line between Silver's legs.]