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“Honestly, the only peer pressure I receive is people pressuring me not to do something stupid. They’re just mad because they know i’m just going to do it anyway.” Who was to tell him he shouldn’t try to make a molotov out of a coke bottle?

“Oh so this bothers you?” He proceeds to lay completely on top of her. “I guess that means I have to do it more.”

“I still prefer blades, personally,” Giratina replied, sending a quick text to the client on the flip phone as she spoke, “but guns get the job done better. Especially from a distance.” She wasn’t much of a fan of the loud noise they made, along with the ammo they needed. Blades were more reliable.

“We can go pick up the cash whenever.” Giratina carefully stood up on the ledge, looking out across the city. “I forgot which building she lived in, but it’s one of those taller ones. After we get the money, we can do… whatever we want, I guess. I didn’t think this far ahead.”

“I’m still very biased toward the axe and flail.” He probably always would be, considering they’d been his weapons of choice during the war. “Swords are pretty cool too, though I never used them too much.” 

Kira lowered the gun and got up from his spot. “We could go get lunch or something. Food’s always good after this kinda thing.” Actually, foods good after pretty much anything.

“I’m pretty sure that was our only target.” Giratina flipped open her disposable phone and clicked through the messages to confirm. “I guess we’re done here, unless…” She reloaded her sniper. “Have you ever shot this thing before? You don’t seem like much of a gun guy, but this gets the job done. You can shoot a couple rounds, if you wanted. It won’t take too long.”

“I’m more of a blunt force kinda guy but I've shot a gun before.” He just tended to stick with what he was already used to, and long ranged weapons had never really been his thing. Still, he wouldn’t pass up a chance to try this out. 

The gun would be taken from her hands and aimed towards a garbage can down in the alleyway. There honestly wasn’t too much to aim at there, so that’d have to do. Pulling the trigger, the bullet would go straight through the can, causing the lid to rattle. It wasn’t in the center, but hey, at least it hit. Even so, he didn’t find it as pleasing as what Gira had done.

“Damn right, you got them good.” A perfect shot if he didn’t say so himself. A wide grin would cross his face, as he reached over for a fist bump. “So we got the target, was there another or are we done here?” Not that this wasn’t fun or anything, but they probably shouldn’t stick around too long.

And Arceus has never been the same ever since.

He’s just going to gently pat him. “Hey, it’s alright big guy. There’s a lot weirder shit out there.”

“…”

“WHY- WHAT- WHO IN THEIR RIGHT MIND WOULD WANT TO EAT THEIR SEXUAL PARTNER?????????????????”

“How should I know? I did say it was fucking weird didn’t I? I’d never want to do that. That’s gross.”

“Well, I mean… If it is something harmless, then I do not see why I should not know.”

Hand would motion for Arceus to lean down as he was too tall for Kira to really reach. Once within reach he’d lean over and whisper the forbidden knowledge. “And that’s pretty much it. Fucking weird huh?” Are you proud of yourself Kira, are you fucking proud of yourself.

“Hey, so do you really want to know? Do you really, really want to know?”