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[ You are greeted, first of all, with an extreme closeup of a Quagsire. So extreme, in fact, that Tagalong may have left a smudge of slime on the corner of the lens as she turns it around. The camera pans around to reveal an open area, then jars briefly as the camera-Quagsire plops down to a sit.

Once settled, it's easy to make out Cliffumper on one end of the area, his Tauros, Rebel, on the other. ]

You ready for this, Reb? We haven't done this in a while. I don't want you gettin' rusty.

[ The Tauros snorts indignantly, lowering his head. Rusty? He'll show you rusty! ]

Come on, then!

[ Rebel charges, running full-tilt for his trainer. Cliff sets himself, digging his feet in. At the last moment, he catches the Tauros by the horns, Rebel's momentum sending him sliding back a few yards. The Autobot holds his ground, though, and once he comes to a stop, he pushes the pokémon back. Rebel digs his hooves in, pushing back against his trainer.

It's a brutal reverse tug-of-war of sorts. Neither willing to give ground, both trying to force the other into a corner. This goes on for a few moments before Cliff twists, trying to force Rebel into a headlock. The Tauros, is wise to his game, however, and wrenches free of Cliffjumper's grasp. Cliff looks mildly surprised and pleased about this, but Rebel doesn't give his trainer a second. He powers forward, driving his head into his trainer's stomach, effectively winding him.

Another headbutt sends Cliffjumper sprawling back, and he lands unceremoniously on his rear. ]

Oof-! Okay, okay! You're not rusty! I take it back.

[ He casts a glance at his Heracross, who is lounging nearby ] You wanna go a round?

[ Moxie studiously ignores him, and he shrugs. At that moment, a green-and-yellow blur streaks into the clearing and pounces on Cliff- it's his Electrike, tail wagging so fiercely his whole body wiggles. Followed shortly by his Haunter, who piles on top of the Autobot as well. Not long after, Rebel obviously decides, "oh, why not", and flops on Cliffjumper too. ]

What is this? Get me while I'm down, is that it?

[ The 'gear goes clattering to the ground as Tagalong decides she wants to join in on the fun. The bodily throws herself at the pile of pokémon. The last thing we hear from Cliffjumper before the feed ends is a strangled: ]

Help!

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[Lottie's just wandering with Princess and Beau when she hears Cliff. Heading over, she manages to see Tag tackle the others.]

You okay there, sugah?

Little busy!

[ He shoves Tag off before she slimes him completely ]

Do you guys mind!

C'mon now, y'all get offa Cliff.

[She swats at Rebel's rump and tries to shoo Rascal]

He's gotta breathe!

[ they all tumble off of him at some point, though Rascal remains defiantly in his lap as Cliff sits up ]

I think I was just a victim of spontaneous violent love.

Looks like it. [Lottie giggles] You okay?

I'll live.

[ he picks Rascal up by the scruff of the neck and stands, brushing dirt off of his pants ]

What brings you out this way?

Jus' walkin'. What were y'doing b'fore they tackled ya?

Reb was beating the scrap outa me, that's what.

...You were fightin' with y'crittahs again?

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... You asked for that.

[Surprise! It's Ironhide. Standing a convenient few feet away. Dog is busy bounding around his feet, looking like she wants to go play in the pile.]

I did not!

You gonna lend a hand or what?

You brought it on yourself. Get yourself out of it.

[And that's when Dog chooses to go bounce around the pokemon pile, barking.]

Ack! Ironhide, call your pokémon!

... Dog.

[And just like that, she stops in place. She stands still for a second before tilting her head and trotting happily over to the big guy.]

Happy?

... Thanks for that.

[ he sort of shoves his pokémon aside, sitting up. He's covered in Quagsire slime ] You okay?

Yours could do the same, if they were better trained.

[He shrugs.] Fine. Why?

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I've trained them just fine, thanks.

... I dunno. You seem a little more grumpy than usual.

Uh huh.

[Another shrug. Dog whines, and looks up.] Fine. Late night.

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[Whoa.] Are you okay?

[ By now he's managed to get free, and he picks up the gear- but not before shooting his Quagsire a reprimanding look ]

I've had worse.

Your pokémon are kind of... excitable.

They have their moments, I guess. Gotta work off their energy somehow.

So that happens pretty often? It sounds like a lot of work-out.

The wrestling part? Do it all the time.

The part where I get piled on is new, though.

They're building new tactics to beat you now. [Hehe, that's cute.] They really like you, don't they?

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