thatlittlemoron

[The feed comes on, but of course…it doesn’t appear to be intentional. A pink paw comes onto the screen, tapping it rather slowly. A voice is heard.]

Hey, hey, you knock it off! Whatever…you are…. What even are you mate…come on? What kind of get up is that, being pink and slow….

[He sighs and moves to pick up the Gear, but struggles a bit as he tries to grasp the device. He continually picks it up for a few moments before he drops it again. His form comes into view and an average sized boy hunches over. Pearl skinned, lanky and a head covered by ginger curls. He wore some sort of science uniform or jumpsuit? It wasn't normally seen in such a setting.]

Oh shit! Snap! Stupid human fingers! Who’s bloody idea was to turn me into a human. Magic doesn’t exist and I sure aren’t in Aperture Labs…. Darn it! Come on!

[With much struggle he finally succeeds and stares back at the camera for a while before turning to look at his slowpoke]

No. Don’t think that way, here you are calling me names when you can’t even do a damn thing yourself.

And just to get something straight. I’m not a moron and I know you weren’t just thinking it, because wouldn’t that be calling the kettle black. Not that I am the kettle…or a black kettle or a pot. Right! The pot calling the kettle black! That is not happening right now.

[Plop and the Gear falls from his fingers again.]

Damn! Stupid humans! Stupid human fingers! What is going on!

[A pause.]

No! I don’t need you to comment on that! [Wait was he actually talking to the pokemon. Thinking that it would respond? Odd.]