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Alvin looked crossly at the others. He then fainted, and Dono bolted upwards. His eyes blared blue, and he looked quite displeased. "Which to possess first. Eeny meeny miny..."
"As long as you all apologize for your DISGUISTING sexist comments, then I won't possess any of you and reveal embarrasing secrets. Agreed?" Dono asked firmly, while shaking Alvin to wake up.
"Good. Your privacy is moderatly safe now. Rose's birthday is today, and I probably know all her secrets already. Everyone else is in mortal peril of being embsrrased now."
"Yesterday, to find out what you insane people did whileI was gone, I probed both you and Alvin's minds completely, but because I'm not an invasive pervert, I left your more...teenage thoughts. And memorys of changing clothes, and showering, etcertera etcetera. I won't go into detail about stuff I purposely left alone.""
Dono's rant stopped arubtly. "Shi...cken fried rice." He said. He looked at Alvin, not unconcious but sleeping, the standard procedure after being possesed. "He's dreaming about his mother. When he wakes up, be symphatetic, and don't do anything for laughs. Just polite conversation, so to prevent water works." Cilan looked puzzled. "Alvin's mom... he talked about her once, and... oh." He too looked like he had been slapped. "Yeah. And NO ONE say the word Perdoone." Dono nodded grimly. "I assume you all know what's going on?" Alvin stirred in his sleep.
Matthew walked through the gates in front of the academy grounds. His partner, a Kecleon, sat on his shoulder as he walked around aimlessly, nearly all of his interest in the book he was writing in.
On the front of the cover, in black ink, a title was written: Stealth Pokemon Notes
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