[b]Jakuzure Nonon[/b]

"I'm going to wonder how the hell I'm seeing real life pokemon, Eighth Grader," replied Nonon, rather sharply. Oh, this girl might not have been an eighth grader, but she certainly seemed like she had Eighth Grader syndrome. Even if she somehow had real Pokemon(how did that even work seriously), she was still rambling about dreams and stuff and that made her seem pretty delusional to Nonon. Still... what was even going on right now? "Sure, the people around me seem pretty weird... I mean look at the ugly skeleton man, or the Blonde Porcupine. But how the hell do you have real pokemon?!"

It was kind of a sticking point for Nonon. They were adorable, actually, in the surreal fashion of seeing real-life pokemon at least. They almost made her miss the fire the one fiery girl had lit. Almost. She supposed that was kind of sensible, it was pretty cold here... but seriously, real pokemon! How the hell? ... Looking at them made Nonon kind of wish she had her stuffed animals with her. But whatever, that wasn't that big of a deal right now. What was important was figuring out what the hell was even going on.