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"Eat up. We still got an hour's flight ahead of us." Samus said, picking up her dish and placed it in a slot like a quarter, with her used utensils in another.
"Alrighty then, let's get out of here." James winked at the crowd before snapping his fingers. A flash of light blinded everyone in the arena and when they could see again, he and Lexie were gone, having gone back to his estate.
Zeke facepalmed. "Those horn dogs..." He said, shaking his head. Nuata just smiled at James and Lexie's antics.
Sam walked to the cockpit and had the ship slowly rose and flew away slowly as well, so Kyle won't make a mad grab for his food when his chest is slammed into the table and the plate sliding away from the G-forces.
"Oh, he's the local Gym Leader, Chuck. He's going to help you build endurance on dry land." Sam said, as she knew he was a surfer and one of his girlfriends is a mermaid.
"Okay then, that was the weirdest yet, we'll have a five minute break before the fight between Dante Crus and Clauze begins," the announcer said through the MIC.
"I should tell you, Chuck is a Fighting-type specialist. I watched one of his matches. His opponent barely won by a Rattata. His powerhouse Poliwrath almost swept him except for the Rattata, who finished the job and avenged his comrades." Sam said.
"Oh right." Kyle replied. "Forgot about that." He laughed at himself for a moment. "And I guess I could use a workout... I haven't gotten in the gym in a couple of days..."
"Because of you-know-what." Sam said. Checking the GPS, she sighed. "What do you know that can kill time? We still got 40 minutes to go." Sam said, looking at her watch, then back to Kyle.
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