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It depends on what someone’s cheating at.
If it’s supposed to be a fair bet, then she gets quite pissed off. When you agree on terms for a fair bet, you don’t break them immediately. She’ll break you over her knee like a pretzel.
If it’s something minor like making a single house into a hotel in Monopoly or saying that all your pawns in chess found Jesus and now they’re bishops, then she finds that hilarious.
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“I feel that.”
The Vaporeon’s face didn’t fill him with any confidence. Over thinking it he suddenly felt very unwelcomed. Opening his old clunker up he climbed in, to see if the ship would start. But before he did he leaned back out to talk to the Pokemon.
“You m-might want to get back.”
After that he started the ship. Strange, everything seemed to be running smoothly while idle. So what caused the crash? Starting a full diagnostic. Sprocket got back out to organize the things that were scattered about and pick up the remains of that crate he smashed.
Triton padded back a bit, plopping right back down on his rear end.
“Vaporrr…”
The Vaporeon padded over to Sprocket, gently tugging on his tail with his own. He wanted the other to follow him.
Sprocket could only stare as she left. Even though he just met the Lombax’s worry could only grow in strength. Turning to look down at the blue Pokemon he didn’t expect an answer but he just wanted to ask someone.
“Is she g-going to be ok-kay?”
The expression that Triton gave him was a very clear ‘I don’t know’. His trainer had never reacted like this before. What was wrong? Had it been that ‘Nanotech’ stuff that bothered the former champion?
Triton padded out from under the tree to sit next to the Lombax, waiting for Rebecca to come back outside when she was finished taking out her frustrations.
The Lombax suddenly felt like he just did something very wrong.
“It’s umm, n-not m-magic. At l-least I think? I’m not-t sure what that w-word means. T-that g-glowing s-stuff was made out-t of little rob-bots.”
Rebecca put her headphones back on, going over to lean against the door.
“Your bruises, scrapes and wounds disappeared in a flash. There is nothing like that in the medicines here. It looked more like magic fireflies healed you.”
The former champion excused herself and closed the door behind her, leaving a worried-looking Triton sitting under a tree.
That was far from the reaction he was expecting. What kind of planet did he crash on?
“Umm, d-do you not have Nanotech on this p-planet?”
“Nano… tech? No, we don’t have that kind of magic here.”
Rebecca’s hands were shaking as she pulled off her headphones, revealing the scarring inside and on her ears. Revealing that no, there was no Nanotech on this world at all.
Ice Beam? Must be something Humans can do he thought. Even if it did break anything he could most likely fix it. Sprocket was just glad that crate wasn’t broken by it or the crash. Walking back over to it this time he didn’t sit down.
“So in a few seconds then?”
After that he used to wrench to break that see through crate. The glowing orbs inside flying to the Lombax, seemingly being adsorbed by him. All the scraps, bruises, even the apparent limp in his leg healed up and vanished.
“T-that’s a lot better.”
Rebecca’s jaw had dropped.
“Wha- How in the…? A Potion? No… even those are temporary fixes… was… was that m… magic?”
She almost seemed reluctant to say the word itself. How peculiar.
Standing back up he walked over to the green wing of his ship. Picking up the old wrench he turned back to the Human.
“Umm, f-from what I can tell n-nothing is. But I’ll have t-to take a close look at everyt-thing.”
“Good idea. You’ll have to do that when you’re better though. No rooting around in ship engines when you’re still hurt.”
“I’m glad that the ice didn’t break anything though. Ice Beam is an attack that freezes on contact so it’s pretty much sub-zero temps.”
“Unexpected but sure, why not. S’not like I’m going anywhere anytime soon.”
“Yeah, I’ll be f-fine.”
In truth walking hurt to do. But he didn’t want to inconvenience the other any more than he already has. Walking out through the front door he saw his ship sitting there and a few of his things out in the sun just like she said. Some clothes hanging up, a few parts, and a crate of Nanotech which he quickly limped to and sat on.
“You d-didn’t happen to see a big w-wrench in all my s-stuff would you?”
“If you’re sure, alright.”
“Yeah, it’s on one of the wings, I put it on a towel just in case it had any water in it. If it did, it doesn’t anymore, today’s a pretty hot day.”
Rebecca leaned against the orchard gate a few feet away, hoping that Ice Beaming the ship hadn’t been a bad idea.
“Nothin’ ruined, I hope? I can’t really tell.”
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