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Major Sweetie: *A sentient sunflower was just hopping around.*

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Major Sweetie: Oh, hello! I'm Major Sweetie! I like sparkles, hugs, and decimating zombies' squishy faces! *She giggled.*

"Okay..."

Major Sweetie: Who are you?

"Juuuust a Palossand."

Major Sweetie: That sounds like a name for a perfume. I made a perfume once, made out of basil, mowed grass, and zombie goo, smelled bad.

"Ew."

Major Sweetie: My words when I tested it out.

"Fair enough."

Major Sweetie: So have you seen any zombies around that need a nice pulverizing?

*They just stand.*

"No..."
*A zombie appears, and stares at the Palossand.*
"What in Arceus' name is that?"

Major Sweetie: Ooo, mine, please! *She giggled, and shot what seemed to be a few blasts of solar energy at the zombie, killing it.*

"Dang it."

Major Sweetie: That cheered me up! Great timing too, cause drawing unicorns tearing zombies apart wasn't making me as happy as it used to.

"..."

Major Sweetie: is something wrong?

"No."

Major Sweetie: Alrighty then!

*They slowly inch away.*

Major Sweetie: Why are ya backing away?

"I dunno. I have a garbage speed stat, so..."

Major Sweetie: What?

"It's a Pokemon thing."
(I got the game.)

Major Sweetie: Ah.

*More inching away.*

Major Sweetie: She hopped over to them.

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Major Sweetie: You're backing away, so I'm coming to you.

"Okay."

Major Sweetie: She smiled.

Elias: Why am I in the Pokemon universe this time?

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