Hey Gale let's do stuff

Especially naughty stuff like eating smoked chicken without actually smoking it. With self roasting chickens like torchic and combusken who needs to?

a buizel walks in. "sure thing, what exactly do you have in mind?"

"If we could get Firky in here I would reccomend messing with Salyu or others, but as that is unlikely I will have to suggest zany antics involving firecrackers, glue, and feathers, and certain pokemon I had in mind, not neccesarily in that order." Replied a Charmander.

'Squawk,' squawked Spontaneous the young fowl specimen. 'Somebody mention Combusken?'

"I think someone mentioned me," Salyu said as she poked a Buizel's nose.

Gale covers his nose. "BUI!!!! You can't just poke my nose whenever you want! >:U "

"Yes, I can," the sweet Vee happily said, extending her arm out once again towards the silleh Buizel nose tapping it after using her tail to remove the cover by wrapping it around his arms and pulling.

"That looks like fun~ Let me join in~!" the charmander declares, victimizing the buizel further and poking his flotation ring.

'Squawk!' squawked the Combusken in dismay. 'Stop ignoring me. Have a footwarmer.' So saying, she spurted Embers under the hind paws of the Eevee, Charmander, and Buizel.

Gale didn't really care about the footwarmer; he had more annoying problems to deal with at the moment and he tries to escape by curling into a ball. "Stop poking me like that!"

'It's a Buizel ball,' squawked Spontaneous happily as she bounced Gale around and shot a basket.

The buizel holds onto the net before he falls back to the ground. "Stop treating me like a toy!" >:U

A swirly-eyed Spinda appeared on the rim and danced around. @_@ 'Hi Mr. Buizel,' she greeted, 'Nice to meet you. My name's Alicia and according to sample standard deviation, I'm the only one allowed to use emoticons in role playing posts.' ^_^

"... I see...^^;" replied the buizel. He was unable to really reply to what she said.

'Weren't you listening, Mr. Buizel?' swirly-eyed the swirly-eyed Spinda. @_@ 'I'm the only one allowed to use emoticons in role playing posts.' ^_^

Salyu giggled and patted Alicia on the head. "He's a silleh buizel," she said. "He doesn't follow the rules ever; he's too silleh to even understand them." Salyu giggled again and poked the Buizel nose, again.

‘What’s so special about Buizel? Other Pokemon are equally fun to mess with,’ opined Spontaneous as she poked the Eevee’s nose and ruffled her neck fluff.

Salyu suddenly blushed a deep shade of red and turned her head away in hopes that no one would be able to see it. "It's cause they're Buizels!" Salyu quickly tried to make out. "Anything that Buizelly is just begging for abuse!" she added once she was able to gain more of her composure.

'Heh, an Eevee's response is just as amusing,' squawked Spontaneous happily as she continued to poke and fluff the blushing Eevee.

Salyu continued to blush until she exploded in a fit of Vee rage. "Would you stop poking me!" she shouted madly her face still red from thinking lewd thoughts about the Buizel.

'Novee,' cackled the hen as she continued to tease the Eevee. 'Uravee. Isn't it lovely to feel what your precious Buizel feels?'

"No, it's not!" The Vee exclaimed still in a rage Vee rage. "This is supposed to be only reserved for the Buizel. He is MY abuse target and I WILL abuse him. I am not the one supposed to abused. It's supposed to be HIM HIM HIM HIM!!!!" She seemed very flustered and couldn't really look anyone in the eye. She seemed to want to get away, and fast.

'And what do you think of all this, Mr. Buizel?' inquired Spontaneous of Gale, hoping he had been watching.

(We must wait for the Buizel to continue.)

The buizel was smirking and whispering to his sister in the background with his arms crossed observing how silly Salyu was up until now. Christina simply stood there keeping a paw over her mouth to keep herself from giggling.

"Her reasons against me don't make any sense at all," the buizel replied.

'Just as I thought,' sniggered the hen. 'Now you try abusing her a little, to turn the tables.'