bravenewworld | Eighth Station - Hair-Raising Entanglements [Action/Video]

[Action - Rolling Plains]

[Having grown up in a tall city like Union, seeing something as sprawling with space as the Rolling Plains is a wonderful thing for Right. The clear skies above, the beautiful meadows all around, and so many new (to him) Pokemon to meet and learn about! Especially those that are large enough to ride on, and aren't Rock types.

And after much convincing - and actual use of the bonding beam - Right finds himself sitting on top of a still-nervous Bouffalant. His other two new friends are with him as well - a Spinarak on his head, and a Buneary plopped down in front of him who's sniffing that lovely big tuff of hair. His full attention, however, is on the bovine Pokemon as he comfortingly patted the Pokemon's front flanks.]

See? Nothing to be scared about. I'm not gonna eat you; just ride you when I get tired of walking all over the place. And the same can be said for all my friends back in Union--

[Unfortunately, it's just around that moment that the Buneary couldn't resist the urge any longer. He simply must chew on that lovely fro of wonderful hair! *Nibble-nibble-chomp!*

And as soon as the Bouffalant felt and heard that, she immediately started bucking all over the place, bellowing about how she's going to be eaten and oh my Gods getoffmegetoffmegetoffme!!

...maybe Right needs someone to help calm the poor thing down, before he gets bucked off of her.]

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[A little later, Right's face pops up on the Warp Band network, looking rather torn.]

Hey, guys! Um, quick question. Have you ever had to deal with a Pokemon who's got an irrational fear? Any kind fear? The reason why I'm asking is that, well...

[The feed shifts to show a certain Bouffalant cowering in fear...behind a skinny little tree.]

I think Betsy doesn't like being around humans - she thinks that we all want to eat her, which is kinda crazy. You don't eat the Pokemon you wanna be friends with. But I really wanna bring her home and show her that there's humans who don't wanna eat her. [A sigh.] It's terrible enough that she's gonna have to live in the Habitat instead of at the theater, but I don't want her cooped up in there all the time. So, any help on that point would be great.

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No problem! Talking to them is all I can do, so if I can help, I'd like to.

[It probably doesn't take her long to get there, assuming that her lack of breath when she arrives means she sprinted (it does). She's smiling when she slows, just in view, and approaches slower so as not to further spook the Bouffalant.]

[Right hardly notices her being out of breath. Instead of just waiting, he's started talking to Betsy again. Not to lure her out, but just to try and get her used to the idea of being around a human that doesn't want to eat her.

So far...she's only stopped shaking in fear, but is still hiding behind that skinny tree.

Right's face brightens as soon as he spots Honoka.] Oh, Honoka! Glad you can make it.

[Honoka's smile matches Right's, and she waves, nodding in greeting. Her attention quickly moves to Betsy, and she has to laugh a little. What a silly creature, hiding behind a tree that does nothing to actually hide her.]

It's Betsy, isn't it?

[Upon hearing her approach, though, the Bouffalant starts shaking again.] Oh, nonono! Not another human...

It's alright, Betsy! This is Honoka, my friend. She's like me.

[The Bouffalant's shaking lessens as she slowly raises her head to warily look at the newcomer.]

[Fairly immediately upon Betsy's distressed words, Honoka settles to sit on her knees on the ground, making no further attempts to approach her. She smooths her hands on her skirt for a moment and then raises on, waving.]

Hello, Betsy. My name is Honoka.

[She glances to Right, and pats the ground next to her, indicating for him to come sit.]

It might be best to let her come to us.

Well, if you think so... [Right moves to sit right next to her, twirling a bit of grass in his hands.]

[Betsy slowly pokes her head around the tree.] H-Honoka...you do feel similar to Right... You're not gonna eat me, are you?

[She nods, and maybe shifts her weight a little to lean on him. Because why not.]

[She smiles at Betsy, broadly but pointedly without teeth. She shakes her head, and holds out a hand toward the Bouffalant.]

No, silly! I would never eat you. Any friend of Right's is a friend of mine.

Yeah; we don't eat our friends. [Right smiles and nods encouragingly.

Betsy looks between the two for a few moments, but eventually sticks her head out further.] F-Friends?

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