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"I'd rather go naturally, thank you," said Otorio, trying to sound polite. "It's more fun that way."
 
"They'd be too heavy to play tennis," Otorio laughed. "No, I'm joking. But they would be rather heavy. Want me to pump some oil?"
 
((You don't bend metal with fire. You melt it.))
Pudge put his paws to his large belly. "My stomach hurts," he complained.
((...Even though I do know someone who can bend metal :3))
 
"Then let's find a Lum berry! Do you have any in that basket of yours? They cure everything~!"
 
Pudge leaned over, searching. He picked up a hard, green berry, swallowing it like a pill. "I do feel a bit better."
 
"Well good then! Man, those things work like a charm!" Xavia commented, notcing the Buneary was feeling a little better. "Metal tennis rackets, huh? Seems cool! Can't wait to see 'em!"
 
"Sure! No problemo!" She answered, excitedly. Maybe my job here could be to test out the new stuff that everyone makes!
 
"Go build a real-life simulator, Honey. I'll come later." He told them. Terry ran to hollow out the bats. He came back, and asked "Honey, before you go, help hollow these." He jumped up, grabbed the roof, opened it, and caught a massive drill that came down. "I'll use Flamethrower. You use this."
 
Johanna ran after the Flareon with hesitation. She decided to try and get his attention agian.

"Hello. I am Johanna Barker, and I'm here for a job. I wanted to see if I could be of any help, Mr...?" She waited patiently for an answer.
 
Since Terry hadn't answered his question, Otorio looked for something new to do.

I know Tackle and Flail... possibly I could do something?

He repeatedly thwacked a button on the wall with Flail.
 
"Because Bob the Builder needs to biuld something!" said Dreams unexpectedly. Masquerade shoved her. "Don't be mean or we'll lose the only friends we've ever had!" "You mean the only friends you ever had!" they argued.
 
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