Breeder\'s Research Facility

The Gardivoir sighed as the two walked along the misty path. //Please explain to me again, why are we doing another mission?//

“It's because I can't say no to that woman.” The researcher sighed. “The last time I said no...” He immediately shuddered.

//Don't want to know...//

“You're better off.” He sighed.

//But I'm sure it's a good story...//

“Anyways, all we have to do is find this strange Pokemon called a 'Buneary' and capture it. After that, we produce it to our client, collect our pay, pick up the creature, and go on our merry way.”

//If it sounds that easy, and they're calling for us...// The psychic glanced. //Something must be wrong.//

“Well, worse comes to worst, I have the styler.”

//They let you keep that thing?!// Guard grasped. //They thought that Go-Rock was worse than your insta-rope?//

“It's not my problem if they thought I should keep it...” He shrugged. “It's the fault of Spenser for acting desperate when I was leaving.”

//Let's just head out.// He sighed as he focused energy to teleport. As the dimensions warped to the mist-covered forest, he turned to his partner. //So, where should we start?//

At that moment, an ear-splitting scream emanated through the area. “That way.”

//That way, you say...// The psychic growled, //I have clairvoyance, and I still can't see a damn thing!//

“I'll see what I can do.” The researcher turned as he found the plumage of one of the more powerful flying Pokemon. “Pidgeot! Over here!”

“Pidg!” The Pokemon called before returning to his nest.

“Don't be like that...” He sighed as he produced a glove and slipped it on. As his fingers danced through the air, strands of brilliant white light emerged and surrounded the bird. As the tune went on, he suddenly stopped as the creature came to his side. “Could you clean up the fog for me?”

The bird flapped his wings vigorously as the thick mist vanished. With a rallying cry, the creature departed. With the fog cleared, the psychic nodded. //I should be able to see something...// He stated as a window appeared in the air. What was shown, however, was a surprise. //Holy shit!// He cried. //It's a load of Beedrill!//

“Can you teleport us there?”

//Child's play.// He huffed. The dimensions warped again as they found themselves facing a hoard of bees. //What do you want?//

The researcher scanned the area until he found a strange creature. “I'll take that honeycomb, you take the others.”

//You're insane!//

“Come on, is the great Guard afraid of a few poison types?”

//Fine, I'll take them...// He growled. //Have fun with the last one...//

As the other bees were busy being flung against trees, the larger specimen was eying the researcher. “I'm sure we can come to an understanding...” He hushed. “No sense fighting...”

A loud buzz was heard as a swarm of smaller Beedrill exploded from the lower quarters of creature. In this cloud of bugs, it was time for the glove to come on. Burida brushed his free hand against the back of the glove as the fingers found a round disk that was immediately pulled on. The attachment gave a centimeter of slack and was given a quick spin before being released. “You asked for it...” The strands glowed brighter and refined to sharp ribbons as they wrapped into the creature, cutting into the carapace. “Call off your troops, or we'll see how long you can last in pieces.”

Immediately, the creature called off the attack, and the entire colony departed. //That was a little violent...// Guard laughed. //Are you sure you're a Ranger?//

“Hey, this is just tough love.” He smirked. “But what was the target?”

The Gardevoir sauntered to the body and sighed. //It's just a Jynx... We don't have to worry about her.//

“Just a Jynx?” He glared. “This is an important moment for our research!”

//Explain.//

“We have to examine this Jynx, and to do that, we have to look at what's under the hood.”

//Right, to the lab?//

“To the lab.”

As soon as they hit the ground, they rushed the Pokemon into the lab. //What's her status?//

“She's critical...” Burida noted. “Allergies coming from the Beedrill attacks.”

The psychic produced a syringe and inserted the tip into the ice-type. //The antidote has been administered.//

“We'll have to check for the source of the damage...” He noted before his hand slipped by the subject's face. As he readied his hand, he noticed the smudge on his fingers. “And wash off her face. It might be covering more damage.”

As the two cleaned off the creature's face, they found a dark-tanned plane that hardly resembled the blackened form. Surprised at the new finding, their fingers were trembling at the thought of what the rest of the body looked like. //...Damn, she's hot...//

“...” Burida blinked. “Removing cloak...” He had trouble steadying his hands as he found the buttons to the outer-wear and released them. As each layer of stiff fabric was removed, more and more of a slim body was shown. “This is amazing...” He gasped. “I thought that since they were a cold-terrain that they would have a layer of fat, but to have it being all cloth...”

//I will never doubt you again...//

“It looks like we found all of her wounds...” He continued. “Most of the damage seems to be from the stings. I need to check on a few things with Professor Rowan, keep an eye on her and take some measurements on her for a new wardrobe.”

//Wardrobe?//

Burida looked straight into the psychic's eyes. “A body like that shouldn't be covered, am I right?”

//Yes, sir!//

In the other room as the ice Pokemon was stabilized, there was business to be done. “Professor, I need some information on a strange Pokemon I engaged.”

From the screen, the elder nodded. “Shoot.”

“I encountered a Pokemon that was similar to Beedrill that looked like a woman dressed in a honeycomb dress. It seemed to be in a command position.”

“That would be Vespiquen.” The professor announced. “It's a Pokemon that rare even in Sinnoh, and for it to appear in Fiore, there must be a problem.”

“I thought something was abnormal.” He growled, “It must be by hand of Go-Rock.”

“By the way, have you noticed that your freak is fighting off beams of ice?”

Burida looked behind him and turned back with a normal look on his face. “Oh, we brought back a Jynx that was being attacked for medical attention. Apparently the species relies on makeup and clothing, so it really helps my research from a psychological aspect.”

“Assuming you have a lab.”

“At this rate, I'm going to have a new draft by Monday.” He announced as a smaller form in a white dress shirt rushed behind the researcher to lay the smackdown on the psychic.

“What's that?!” The professor pointed.

Burida looked back and turned back like nothing happened. “That would be the Jynx.”

“Burida...” Rowan stared, “I would like to mention that I have business in Fiore, so I will be visiting along the way.”

“Fuck that, old man.” He barked. “You're just going to oggle the Jynx I found!”

//She has a knife!// Guard yelled. //You won't be having that Jynx too long!//

“Guard!” He commanded. “Find Alakazam, and I'll handle the new recruit!” He turned. “I'm sorry, but I have to take care of some house business.”

“Have fun.”

“Jynx!” Burida called as he ran to the wild Pokemon. “First I'd like to apologize for removing your clothing and makeup.”

//What the fuck did you do!// She cried. //Do you know how hard it was for me to become beautiful like that?!//

“How did you get fresh ash?”

//Fire, and lots of it...// She growled. //And why did you stop those Beedrill?//

“Both of those are insanely dangerous for your kind.”

//Do you really think that I can't deal with a flying type and a few poison types? I'm a Jynx!//

“Listen, if you want, I can more than make up for what we did to you.”

//Catch...//

“You're a smart one...” He laughed. “I want to know why you went through such lengths to make yourself beautiful?”

//I'm a runt.// She sighed. //I'm malnourished, pale, and my lips are so dull... It's terrible!//

“I'm sure, is that how you choose the hierarchy in Jynx society?” He prodded, “Wait, that's a stupid question.”

//Well, how else are we going to attract the male Jynx?// She added, //They only like bulky girls with black skin and deep red lips.//

“Sorry to break it to you...” He glanced, “But there is no such thing as a male Jynx.”

//Impossible!// She cried, //There was just a male Gardevoir running around! There has to be a male Jynx!//

“My research found the difference between male and female Gardevoirs, we haven't had that same success with your kind. There are no males of your kind to breed with.”

//Then how?//

“You breed with males of other species.”

//Ew... Like a Weavile?//

“The Human Shape breeding group contains such species as Machop, Alakazam, and Hitmonchan.” He listed, “Most of which do not value the same things that your kind does.”

//Then what are you going to suggest?// She turned.

//Who's the new girl?// Alakazam called. //This isn't a brothel.//

“One, it's my property and I say what is done here.” Burida leered, “Second, this is the Jynx I need your help with.”

The psychic's gaze turned to the stranger. //You are aware that you're not supposed to fuck them, or they'll get attached.//

With an unexcited look, he tossed a card at the Pokemon. “Just take this card and go with Jynx to pick something up for clothing... Something that she could go to Summerville in.”

//Right, I'm taking some out for a handling fee.//

“Whatever, I have enough.” He sighed. “Just please do this for me.”