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“A threesome with Maxie and Archie? Maybe, if they’re okay with that. I don’t know if they would be though.”
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"Hey, Maxie, buy me a pair of tight pants, a tight dress shirt, and anything else you wanna dress me in. I got competition."
"Oh, yes please."
“...And here I thought I might like Maxie a bit more.”
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“Im your only grunt named after a fruit” She joked a little bit, but smiled “194 is my number on the paperwork, division of pokemon care and training of base pokemon”
She explained very promptly before saluting. Dennis ,her small numel, coming up to her side and nudging her leg.
“Oh! and this is Dennis”
“Should I cook Maxie something? I’m kind of worried about his eating habits...”
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“Oh, I thought the Great Maxie didn’t make mistakes. That’s only for idiots who he looks down on.”
A Magma grunt stumbles backstage. A knife is impeded in her shoulder.
"Boss?" She moans. "Some fairy thing from Aqua stabbed me. Do I need to fill out a Workplace Accident form or is this considered my own time?"
Jiji floats on through, giggling. They're saying something, bells chiming, but that's not what his brain latches onto. It's the hitch of breath flowing out of Maxie's throat.
It's his emptied eyes. Hollow, feral. Doll's eyes.
He whips out his Masterball. But he's knocked over, the ball sent flying onto the stage, as oilslick flesh jolts past him. Jiji wheels and avoids the extended limb, but the grunt with a knife in her doesn't fair as well.
She's dragged in. In, squirming and screaming, as vinyl rips and tears. Flesh bulges and shifts and he looks up, up, because Maxie is now much bigger.
Still empty eyed. Still snarling.
He makes a break for the ball on the stage.
"Aww, Archie, what's wrong? I thought you liked anthro characters." Maxie croons, his phone open to film.
"These things have no soul." He snarls, as an anamatronic pirate fox cacks in front of him. "They need to burn."
