PSA: Don't make bets while drunk

[tacklefordwhimsy]

[It has been five or six days since the fateful night Shelley Winters promised Luke to steal Arbok from Jessie. What sounded like a fun thing to do has now turned into a worrying matter for Shelley. Her reputation was at risk! What other option did she have?

So after a couple unsuccessful attempts that went no further than looking at Arbok - that snake always stayed near Jessie - and immediately running away because like hell she was going to tackle a giant purple cobra to try to steal it, Shelley decides to swallow her pride and do what should be done: ask Jessie for help.

Monday Night. It took a while, but Jessie was successfully convinced to lend Arbok just for an hour, and even then, judging by the way Jessie seemed annoyed, she wasn't entirely happy with that. Not having any time to lose, Shelley looks for Luke, finding him in the Viewport. Shelley gets in a place where she conceivably could hide Arbok for a moment]

Hey, Luuuuuke! I don't know if you remember, but you told me to steal Arbok from Jessie. Did you think I wouldn't be capable of something like that?

[Arbok, she is so sorry for making you go through this farce, but it is all for a good cause. You wouldn't be a jerk towards someone who is depending of you, won't you? Shelley is panicking internally, thankfully she can act well enough to not to seem like anything is wrong]

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[poisonsting]

Chawbawk?

[It's kind of hard to hide Arbok, so he's just going to wait outside the viewport until Shelley calls him in. This is all a little confusing to him. Jessie's only ever lent him to James before, and even then those were rare exceptions! Master Jessie and Master James might be evil people, but they're great people.

Shelley is so .]

[chiseler]

[Bless Arbok's internal monologue. Regardless, Luke looks up when he hears Shelley and though he's still not quite the same as he was last week he definitely appears interested in what she has to say. He remembers that bet. He also remembers that Arbok is an eleven-foot snake.]

'course I remember that. And I find it a little hard to believe...you telling me otherwise?

[tacklefordwhimsy]

You hear it right. I have fulfilled your challenge! Shelley Winters never backs off when something must be done!

[Shelley puts her best shit-eating grin on and calls]

I present you the snake you wanted to see in my hopefully temporal possession!

[She helpfully backs off enough and tries to signal to Arbok. Come in, please, don't make her have to drag you in or anything like that, she won't be able to endure it]

[poisonsting]

[Well, here he is. He doesn't really feel the need to do anything exciting, it's not like he's being launched out of his Pokéball (top secret, no one knows) to attack a Pikachu or a Squirtle or whatever enemies he's facing that day.]

Chawbawk?

[He's asking a question, clearly, as he slithers into the room. He still feels unsure about this, but once he's arrived next to Shelley he coils until he's in a resting position, head lifted and neck raised to watch how this all plays out.

He's a little lonely without Jessie...why is this happening.]