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This is officially goodbye.

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“I simply don’t get you,” she admitted, shaking her head. “But alright. Your way obviously works quite well for you. I can’t argue with it, I guess. To be honest, I only wish I had the nerve to do what you do. If I had the half the stomach you did some of these brats wouldn’t be pushing their luck with me, oh no. So I guess that’s admirable in its own way.” She sighed, suddenly looking tired and morally drained. When she thought about it, when she stepped back and admitted it... perhaps she was just a little jealous of Proton. No one would dare set his belongings on fire.

“Hey, listen,” she added after a quiet, contemplative pause. “Let me buy you a drink sometime to make up for this, alright?”

Okay. This conversation was really starting to grate a nerve. Where were all these extra fucking words coming from. In fact, why was he even talking to her. Since when did he bother. “I don’t know when you thought I said I didn’t want people to like me, but even if I didn’t, look at my job. Being feared and hated kinda comes with the goddamn territory. I run a torture unit I’m not expecting everyone to throw ‘best boss’ awards at me. And by the way you can be enthusiastic without creating a creepy ass group that borders on the line of worshiping, okay, so drop the bullshit.”

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“Well, I’m glad I don’t have to, then. I’m well aware that I have people who like me and respect me and all that! All I’m saying is that you have them too, and I know they can get a little weird and a little persistent but you make it seem like you’d prefer if people didn’t like you at all. Would you like it better being feared and hated by all your subordinates? Why would you want to punish someone for being enthusiastic about working with you?”

“What. Are you talking about.” Seriously why the fuck did he ever even bother having conversations with white coats. They always managed to twist the fuck outta his words. “All I’m saying is you have plenty of grunts and agents who both look up to you and think you’re hot shit, whether you notice it or not. I’m not here to give a fuck about the numbers, except for maybe when it comes to obedience. Seriously, I don’t even wanna know how you were going to finish that sentence.”

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“So wait, what, now you’re upset that not every single person here is attracted to you? Or what? Wait.. Are you... You’d better not be insinuating that I... Why, you little-”

“Well, you know, believe it or not Ariana, some people are attracted to women. Shocker, I know, so I’ll wait for your brain to catch up.”

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“What about us being women?” she asked, cocking her head slightly. “What does that have to do with anything?”

“Trust me. Whoever they are they’re the vast minority and they’re probably so busy shaking like fall fucking leaves to be of any use in practice cause I never fucking noticed them. So you’ve got shit to be jealous of with your fancy white outfit. And with you and Blue as the only two women? Pfft.”

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“Of course I do,” Ariana replied, smiling and beckoning him in the right direction. Already such a take-charge attitude, even at this age... “Come on, sweetheart, let’s get that all taken care of.” 

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Your muse is babysitting a younger version of my muse. Send Ƹ̵̡Ӝ ̵̨̄Ʒ for a starter

“Weedle scratched me.” He stated, holding his hand out. “He already cleaned it, but I need a band aid… You… Do know where the band aids are, right?”

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Ari, age six, sat across the table from Blue, legs dangling and tongue out as she concentrated on her drawing. Half an hour and eight crayon renderings of Kanto Badges later, the tiny redhead finally decided to speak up.

“Hey, how come you got gloves on?” she asked, “Are you afraid of touchin’ stuff and getting dirty?”

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“It really bothers you that much? I guess that’s fair... But I don’t think you have to worry about your authority- I’ve heard these kids lecturing each other about following your orders. Personally I’d kill for that. Especially with the last couple of grunts I’ve had to deal with... Now if anyone deserves to be gutted it’s those hooligans.”

“Uh-huuuuuuuuuuh.” He’s not amused or convinced. “At what point does my comfort level come into play in this equation. Exactly. Or my authority for that matter.”

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Your muse is babysitting a younger version of my muse. Send Ƹ̵̡Ӝ ̵̨̄Ʒ for a starter

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Ill disguise myself and burn it.

“Have a lovely time.”

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“Proton, Proton, baby. It’s harmless. Plus, it keeps the grunts in top form. The girls get really committed to impressing you, you know? It’s a good thing. You’re their inspiration!”

                           “Why the fuck would I. That’s creepy as fuck. Buncha horny agents talkin’ about fuck knows what. No thank you. Not flattered. Shut that shit down. Tell me who’s leading it so I can gut ‘em.”

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“Really? You wouldn’t be like, flattered or anything?”

"I've heard you have an active fanclub back at headquarters."

“That better not be true.”

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Good idea! Burn the estates!

“That’s it. Wonderful idea. I can’t wait to see what the Boss does to you.”

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In addition to your car,I did the same to your house,

“Honestly, do you have a problem with me? Did I assign you to a bad mission or something? How do the kids say it- What is your damage?!”

“Oh, and I should add. I live on base. Here. I don’t have a house. So unless you’ve gotten up the gall to burn down one of the Boss’s estates, it sounds like you’ve committed arson against some unsuspecting stranger. Please, do enjoy prison, because neither I nor anyone else in Team Rocket will be lifting a finger to protect you.”

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"Do you need to borrow my car, cousin?"

“Aw, honey, thank you. I can always count on you. But I think I can manage. I’ll tell Giovanni what happened and I’m sure it’ll get taken care of.”

“Can you believe these kids, though? Firecrackers! They were setting off firecrackers, right there in the lot. We’re not even anywhere near Unova and still these shenanigans!”

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"I had a dream last night, I was a muffler. I woke up hella exhausted..."

“Car puns, huh? Well, someone recently destroyed my car, funnily enough.”

“…and I’ve actually looked into getting a new one recently but it isn’t working out. I was ready to commit but the car just keeps stalling.”

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"Ah yes baby, it's so good! Just like that!"

“...Are you sure it’s not too sweet?” Ariana asked, taking a test sip of the berry lemonade Archie was so enthusiastically sampling. Damn, it really was good! The Berries that grew in Hoenn really put their barely-palatable Johto counterparts to shame.