Plasma heir

“…… I dont know how it got brought up, but a trainer from Kalos won a lot of money from a casino, and then I think- and dont quote me on this- Colress mentioned hacking into a casino machine.” 

“And then the dash exploded. …… And I think a few people got banned.” 

“You took money from Plasma N?”

“I’m proud. Hope you lit the place on fire on the way out~” 

//Heading to sleep here! feel free to add me on discord! if we are mutuals. i plot and chat there as well.//

That was a good question, actually. Koko didn’t actually think of what he wanted N to do since he didn’t actually know who N was and what he could offer. It was then that a funny idea popped into the diety’s head.

“I’ll give it back to you, if you paint your own shirt.”

“Heh, alright, alright. You can have your shirt back.” But it was never that straight forward for Tapu Koko. Just as N reached for his shirt Koko, once again, moved it out of N’s reach.

“If you do something for me.”

“Wait you only have one shirt? That seems quite impractical. I mean what happens if something happens like this.”

The Tapu then began to pull on the fabric of the shirt and sound of ripping fabric was heard. It was just a small an inconsequential rip, but probably sent N a message.

Koko looked at the shirt, and then looked back at the man he stole it from.

“No.”

He pats N’s head. “Indeed you dont.” He mutters. “Indeed you dont. Now…. Instead of concentrating on this…. Day… shall we do something else?” 

“Hm, well I will say that I have seen them act more wild on Sunday’s past. They do not call it Sinday for nothing. Although, I believe it has quieted recently.”