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Camphor's Lab
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[color=f49ac2]"Hey, are you [i]listening [/i]to me, you—"[/color]

Before Chloe could finish her sentence, much less register the ghost type's intent towards the Snubbull, another voice cut through the empty laboratory. Out of reflex, she turned her gaze to find what she supposed must've been the professor — and some help or whatever — across the hallway. [i]Finally!
[/i]

She was just about to relay the tale of why she was like the [i]only [/i]person in her life today who was [i]not [/i]late, when the professor was already taking off again. For a meeting with some random guy called Maximus, or something. 

[color=f49ac2]"What's [i]her [/i]problem?"[/color] Chloe huffed in the professor's wake, only to suddenly remember the [i]other [/i]annoying shortie she'd ran into earlier. She held onto her hair and looked around wildly, but the thing seemed to have disappeared.[color=f49ac2] "Look, I'm sure you can do a fine job catching me up — Frieda, right? — so this isn't like [i]personal [/i]or anything, but it should really be the professor's job to deal with the people she hired. Like I don't expect a welcoming party — though it would be nice, the trip was [i]long [/i]— but at least she should keep her Pokémon from [i]attacking people[/i], seriously. I'm [i]so [/i]going to mention that in a review."[/color]

She looked to the assistant at last, and for what it was worth, she did seem genuinely nice and apologetic at the very least. Chloe sighed, just about to assure her that she would leave her out of any bad review, when they reached the reception and someone waved at them. One of the trainers from outside, with an Aipom. That was a... uh, [i]unique [/i]choice for a Pokémon. 

Not as unique as the girl's fashion sense though. She needed some emergency help in that area, [i]stat[/i]. 

Chloe couldn't help but smile at seeing the Aipom playfully whack at the girl, though. She would never own a weird monkey like that herself, but she could tell the two were close, and honestly? She loved that for them.

[color=f49ac2]"Well hi, Jill! I'm Chloe, and this is Snuggles,"[/color] she introduced herself cheerily in turn, moving the bag slightly to show off her partner. Really, she could tell she and this girl were very different, but the other's relationship with her Aipom reminded Chloe of herself and Snuggles, soundly asleep in — oh. 

Her eyes trailed all the way down to the bag. Oh, [i]no.[/i]

Chloe snapped her gaze back up just as Jill was apologizing about not saying hi earlier and offering for her to travel with her and a friend, an offer she would [i]so [/i]rescind in a second, when—

[color=f49ac2]"Snuggles,[i] no![/i] Sit! Gosh!" [/color]Chloe took off after her Snubbull, who'd woken up, seen a creature she could actually bite, and immediately wiggled her way out to dash towards the Aipom, its swinging tail reminiscent of a big, thick chewing toy. [/color]