No words. No words at all as Hark searched for the Pokemon in question only to gape at the amount of possible evolutions. Seven. Seven possible evolutions and all depended on different methods. Three asked for specific stones which seemed to be possible to carry, two asked for friendship either in the day or the night and two others demanded rocks that were apparently located in specific areas.
“Motherfucker…”
Unstable genes indeed.
He then looked up Vaporeon, only to tilt his head. Weird pokemon, but cute in its own way. And it was Water. Nice.
He looked at Rebecca.
“That is just insane. I have no idea how or why that is possible, but that pokemon is just… crazy. I just hope it stays at seven, ‘cause goddamn that’s a lot.”
Rebecca didn’t even blink at the sudden swear, instead she softly laughed at Hark’s reaction.
“That was about my reaction to the Eevee line too. A cool, pardon the pun, fact about Vaporeon is that it can turn into water while submerged. The Eevee line is a little odd at first but they’re all very loyal to their trainers.”
She adjusted her headphones right when Zeke rolled off her back sleepily, causing it to make a sharp cracking noise. Rebecca stood up and patted her back with an appreciative expression.
“Jeez, he got a nasty kink right outta there. Nice one, ya lazy bu-”
The champion was interrupted by a frantic cry of triumph.
“Aha! I knew if I looked hard enough, I’d find you, you deaf idiot!”
The voice caused Rebecca to bristle much like a hedgehog, her eyes hardening into ice as she looked over where the voice came from, a single hand on her belt.
“What do you want, Markus.”
There was a growling from Zeke, having woken up. His expression was one of anger, protectiveness.
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