EPISODE 30: President of Goods!*

And so comes a man with a green tuxedo, stylish brown hair, and sharp eyes who've gone between and interrupted us. His face perspires heavily and he wears an anxious look. Following behind him is another gentleman with a fine white beard coated with the color of snow. In his left is a cane and on his eye is a monocle. He wears a brown Americana with a brown fedora to add more details to his looks.

"I'm sorry, did any of you see a grunt wearing a blue uniform with the black beanie?" The stylish man asks as he desperately yelps for oxygen.

"A grunt wearing a blue uniform with the black beanie? Hmm... Are you referring to those pirate crooks whom they call themselves at Team Aqua?" inquired I did after thinking of the people which best suits the provided descriptions.

"Yes, that is right! I am Mr.Scissors, a businessman and the right hand of our president, Mr.Stone. We run the nearby company, Devon Goods." he introduces himself. Not to judge, but his name was clearly shocking indeed.

"Good day." The gentleman from behind bows and greets the two of us. He is no other than the infamous Mr.Stone, the president of the Devon Goods company.

"So, is there anything we can do to help out? Dealing grunts is a serious problem." Logan offers his helping hand.

"Upon seeing the two of you we immediately knew you can help out. We beg for your help. One of our special gadgets was suddenly stolen by a grunt from Team Aqua. I will do my very best to return the favor by giving you something special." explains, Mr.Stone.

"I accept. Lead us the way and we will follow. Come on Luna, we must stop the bandit."

"Wait, now you're including me? I came here to enjoy the good life and avoid fighting for at least a day. They're not call day-offs for nothing." I complain with a lazy voice, eager to do something fun instead of this madness again.

"It will only be for a minute or two. Once we ar-"

"You're the trainer. You can handle a single grunt alone right?" I tease sarcastically, cutting off his words.

"Well yes but technically no."

"Wait what?"

"I may be a trainer but not with average skills. I skipped the gym in Petalburg and headed here instead since that is what Norman suggested after I tried to defeat him thrice. Please. You're good with killing people right?"

"Seriously you too?! Why does everyone think I kill people because I want to? Sigh, I'm sorry but it is a no." again, I utter my words in a sarcastic manner. Mr.Stone and Mr.Scissors on the other hand was somehow stagnant. It must be because after hearing from Logan that I killed people.

Another man from behind runs straight. Just like Mr.Scissors, his apparel is similar, looking more like twins. Like Mr.Scissors, he was in dire need of help and I can say just by the look of his face. He perspires heavily, wearing an anxious expression.

"President Stone! Another grunt has stolen a special device of ours. She wears a red uniform with a hood with horns attached to the ear." The man reports.

"Oh, and this is my other assistant, Mr.Paper." the president introduces.

"Oh great. Now we have double conflict. First Team Magma and now Team Aqua. Please, Luna, I need a tag partner." Logan persuades persistently.

"Are you that desperate? Sigh, I'm going to this one, not for your sake but for the pitiful company." with enough persuasion, I sigh and agree, finally having the hard-working mood to help out with Mr. Rock, Paper, and Scissors.

"Great!" Logan leaps with joy.

"And you should use this opportunity to train because the next time we meet, all these grunts will be yours to defeat unless the grunts are co-related to my future missions."

"Right. Do I have to mention you're talking loudly?" Logan reminds, snapping me back to reality as I remember the three fine businessmen were with us all along.

"What I meant to say was my future gym battles in which I call them missions in other terms." scratching my previous words, I made a reasonable excuse and thought of myself as a trainer like Logan. As for him who knows my true identity, he responds with a chuckle.

"Thank you for agreeing to help us. You see, my Pokemon lost against a Crobat in one hit. Perhaps two trainers like you can help out." Mr.Paper expresses his deepest gratitude, bowing before me and Logan.

It looks like there is more to this day-off than what I've expected. A little side-quest for a lazy woman like me who wants nothing more but to rest under the sun, eating pastries and buying necessary needs in the grocery. What could possibly go wrong?