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Open Mad Factory

Dreams looked at Masquerade. <Should I do it?> <No. He should evolve on his own.> they privately telepathed.
 
"I dunno. It's gonna be a long time." ((After all I can't have Otorio evolve right away now can I?)) "But thanks for asking." He smiled a Magikarp smile and got into pumping fluids.
 
((It's fine. I was just asking.))
Pudge nodded. "I see. That's okay, then! I'll just get back to work until I work up even MORE of an appetite!"
"Sushi does sound good right about now," he said to himself as he pulled a large lever.
 
"Hi, Johanna! I have one thing to ask of you. If I start to daydream, can you please snap me out of it before I get myself killed in here?" Xavia asked, half-joking, half-not. "Oh, yeah. Hi, Masquerade! Hi, Dreams!"
 
"Cool! Well, it is and it isn't. You're like one of the strongest Pokemon in the world, but you're cloned from the first Mewtwo who was cloned from Mew. Say, wouldn't thatmake you Mewthree?" Xavia said, thinking and hoping she was making sense with what she said.
 
"I've wondered that a few times. I've met the first Mewtwo, though he said unless I looked distinctively different, I was still a Mewtwo!"
 
"Okay! Say, do you know your way around this place? Me seems to be lost." Xavia said, messing up her grammer, which she always used to do purposely. She ran in circles until she stopped and waited for an answer.
 
"I really don't know. I just found this place!" "You mean we found this place!" "Oh, yeah!" replied Masquerade.
 
"Quit fighting," said Otorio. He knew they weren't really fighting, but he said so anyway. He hopped off his pump and looked up at the others.
 
Pudge stood in front of the lever as a basket was carried onto the conveyor belt. "See you!" he called to everyone, and exited the factory with the basket to collect berries in the forest outside.
 
"And there goes the Buneary who I do not know the name of...Thanks anyway, you two! I guess I'll have to find this place out, then i'll know it as good as the back of my paw! Hmm?" *vibrate, vibrate, vibrate* "Stop vibrating! i'll answer! Gosh. Hello?" "Hiya, sis." "Yeah, hiya! look at the picture we sent!" She took a look. Her brothers had trashed her room! "Why you little--!" She snapped the phone. Again. (Think of this as a habit when her brothers call her in the factory.) ~"She snapped us. Again." "And, again, the "so unloved" vibe is what I'm gettin' right now."~ "Those Quilava can kiss their flamed butts good-bye when I get home!" She said in a very angry tone of voice.
 
Johanna nodded to Xavia. "I promise I'll snap you out of daydreaming." She mewed.
The Glameow then turned back to Otorio.
"Can you direct me to the owner of this factory, so that I may ask what I am supposed to do and such?" She asked.
 
"Thanks! Hey, do you have a nickname you want me to call youby or something, or should I just keep it as Johanna?" Xavia said. She noticed that everyone here seemed to be nice and things. But was the owner just as nice? She hoped so. She wanted to get to know the owner more than as just a boss. She bit her paw, noticing that she always seemed to do that when she was thinking.
 
Johanna thanked the Magikarp and followed him to the Flareon. The Flareon had the same golden color as she, which the young cat found interesting.
"Hello. I am Johanna, and I've come to see if I can work here." She mewed, the Glameow nodding her head in respect.
 
Pudge soon wandered back into the building. His basket was almost empty. "I kinda got carried away," he explained, "and ate most of them."
 
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