“Are you insulting my sandwich-construction skills?” were the first words out of Lars’ mouth, the moment he’d begun to unwrap one of the ‘packages’ and began to casually rip into it, all the while trying to avoid his hardest at looking at Leon while he was eating it. Despite their rather squashed state, they were still edible—if somewhat messy, now he had to deal with the oily fallout—when he heard Leon ask a question.

Okay, wait, that came a little bit out of nowhere… he thought idly to himself as he quickly angled the sandwich he was eating before the contents began to spill out onto the ground. He then took his time thinking a few moments on how to best answer the question, before finally managing to scramble something together.

“To be honest? I’ve had that come up from time to time… but in the end, it all comes down to adaptation. Why do you ask? Is there something I should know about?” he asked back a few moments later after some silence had passed, which resulted in him managing to finishing off half the sandwich before he thought he saw a blur approaching them—and then he did a quick double-take.

Oh, shit, was all he could think of, the moment he saw the extremely-long tongue unfurling from the corner of his eye. “Well, shit, we have company. Alpha?” he said to where his Lucario was meditating, who looked up in Lars’ direction before spotting the incoming Lickitung, which was pretty much ready to Lick the daylights out of the Trainer who was now trying to finish off the sandwich as fast as humanly possible so he could get the hell out of the way of the damned thing.

The dual-type then nodded and got off his position; having managed to meditate in silence for the duration of time that the two humans were eating before closing the distance as fast as he could manage and knocking the long, slimy appendage out of the way with a one-two Force Palm strike. The Normal-type let out a disgusted sound of dismay, before attempting to whip its long appendage around again and trying to land another Lick; this time on the Lucario.

“Oh, gross. Did you really have to follow me all the way out here?” he remarked in disgust at the Lickitung; who then moved to try and Knock Off the Lucario’s fists as it continued to pummel it in another one-two Force Palm attack. While the Lickitung was big and bulky, the fact of the matter was that it was extremely slimy (not to mention disgusting on so many levels of gross) before the Normal-type wised up and used Disable on the Lucario—locking it out of Force Palm after it had backed off.

“Alpha, what’re you waiting for? Keep attacking it with your Force Palm!” he called out—but to his confusion, the dual-type shook its head. “Wait, what?!” he exclaimed, before the Lickitung managed to land a Lick on the Lucario.

Oh, gross!

It was at this point the Lucario decided to try something—summoning a sphere of energy in its other paw as it made to grab the Normal-type’s exaggeratedly-long tongue and trying to hold it down, before tossing a one-handed Aura Sphere right into the gaping Lickitung’s open mouth!

The Normal-type let out a loud, pained squeal of surprise, before a sudden Blaze Kick caught it unaware—and at the same time the dual-type had released its hold on the long, gross appendage. Another Aura Sphere followed it down and out of sight, before the Lucario turned around and patted his paws down.

Ick.

“Wait, did you just—“ he made to ask the Lucario, who just nodded his head while still trying to get the incredibly sticky saliva off its paws as best as it could manage.