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002- [Action] Plushies are fundamental
[After being in Mayfield for a few days, Hitler has run out of helpful things to do around the house. So now he's spending a day in the park. You can find him sitting on a bench, with a bag full of ........sewing supplies? Yep, sewing supplies that he got from drone!mom. (Who was really concerned about the request. A boy, sewing? How ridiculous!) So now he's sitting on a park bench happily creating what appear to be tiny stuffed sheep. They're very cute. Besides one for himself, he's also making them for some of the nice people he's talked to since he arrived here. Specifically Roshia, Ukraine, Vince Noir, Steel Massimo, and Shiro. And maybe a few others. Anyway, sheep. Enjoy the almighty Dolly, Mayfield. Feel free to interrrupt him with curiosity, interest, and/or teasing. ]
Okay! I just need to tie the little bell around it's neck and......there. That's one more done.
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[Unwisely reaches down to pet Pachirisu.]
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[Dawn winces, knowing what's coming. Pachirisu, in its overexuberance and excitement, produces a quick charge of blue lightning, sending electricity coursing through Hitler's body. Just enough to hurt some, but not enough to cause any real permanent injury.]
"I'm sorry! Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry! Pachirisu, return!"
[Frowning, Dawn points the Pokeball at the little squirrel, who by this point knows it messed up and is looking sad and apologetic. A thin red beam of light shoots out from the ball and hits Pachirisu, drawing it back into the Pokeball. Dawn runs over and touches Hitler's shoulder, trying to see the extent of the damage.]
"Oh man, I'm sorry... I should have warned you about that first!"
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That had hurt. It may take him a few seconds to recover. When he does though, he tries to shakily wave off her apology.]
N-no. It's okay. I'll be fine....
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[Frowns.]
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