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Open Presidency Gone Wrong

Onna pretended to use a calculator, giggling happily.
"Zero! Now, go help that Eevee or else... something."
 
"Thanks!" Masquerade said before turning to go help Eevee, then stopped. "Want to come see her?"
 
Onna nodded, running after Masquerade.
"Sure! It's boring at the store, anyway. Oh, wait a minute."
She ran back inside and put up another sign on the door that said,
I'm not here at the moment. NO STEALING OR ELSE!! I can see you from here!
She ran back outside.
"Let's go!"
 
Mysti and Onna ran to the Eevee. "We've got someone!" she said, drying the Eevee with the towel.
 
"Who got who now?"
Onna squealed and gave the Eevee a hug, getting a bit wet.
"I love Eevees! You're cute. I don't really like being a Mawile 'cause people are scared of this,"
She chirped, moving the jaws on the back of her head. They sort of looked like a ponytail when closed and when opened they looked like... a giant pair of jaws.
 
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The Mawile then remembered that the Eevee had been drowning.
"Yup! I assume you want me to do CPR? Okay!"
Not waiting for an answer, Onna started doing CPR on the Eevee.
 
Lachlan walked on over to the Capitol, munching on another one of the statues. He spotted Blozz walking in the same direction a ways ahead. An energetic Spheal, Oo, the one who owned the dance studio, chatted up the candidate before flittering off again.
 
Blozz turned around the moment he heard a scream to see Masquerade, a quaint Mewtwo clone, dragging a waterlogged Eevee behind it. He was relieved to see it being helped by Onna, but as a presedential candidate, he might as well check it out. So, for the second time in as many minutes, he walked to the shop. "Is the Eevee OK?"
 
As the Spheal finished his jog around the tiny island, he was amazed to see Blozz again, this time with a few other Pokemon. They seemed to be gathering around an Eevee. Oo ran off in the crowd's direction. "What's up?" he asked.
 
"This Eevee was found on the ocean floor not far from the island, and we're helping it!" Masquerade replied.
 
Voices...

Who were they?

Where was she?

"Ugh..." Aquana the Eevee moaned. "Brew...? Is it you?" She knew her owner would only hear it as a "Vee? Eevee?", but she wanted to give a signal that she lived.

There were someone bowing over her. Was it her owner, Brew? It was too blurry for Aquana to see, and she moaned again.

Her fur felt heavy, uncomfortable... wet, and she had difficulty breathing.

"Oof..." She coughed, some water coming out from her mouth.
 
"When I found out who did this, I'll..." He did not finish that sentence, praying silently for the Eevee's safety.
 
after hearing what niko had to say about the eevee. odin shot to the shop arriveing there just under a minute later comeing in while saying whoever did this will pay and that there is not a place on the island they can hide
 
Onna got a bit wet from the Eevee coughing water, but didn't really mind. She held up the Pokemon carefully and grabbed the towel, trying to dry its fur.
"You're okay."
 
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