The appearance of the Koffing was nothing that he did not expect. He supposed he'd always need to face the commonly found ones in Johto before he got what he wanted. The bitter memories of the horde of Bidoof coming at him from the last time he went into the Safari Zone as a customer was still engraved on his mind, but he supposed that was the reason why the higher ups of the Safari Zone management included Pokemon like Koffing in the roster.

The said Pokemon lingered at the entry area of the Safari Zone. He might as well clear it out and chase it away and convince himself that he was doing an integral part of community service within the Safari Zone, which was to chase away the exploding hazards for the Safari Zone goers.

"Eevee, you're up."

He released his Eevee with a quick motion from his belt against the Poison-type, figuring that something like him would at least stand a chance against it compared to his Granbull. He would have sent his Rockruff out, but that had been an afterthought after he made a split second decision at the spur of the moment. Either way, he has enough confidence in his Pokemon to know that both will accomplish the task of getting rid of the Koffing.

"Double-Edge!"

A blob of sludge was thrown from the insides of the Koffing as soon as it saw the Eevee's aggression towards itself, which was nimbly dodged by the Normal-type with ease. Running as fast as her little legs could carry her, the Eevee jumped at the Poison Gas Pokemon with all her might, barreling her feeble little body at the levitating Poison-type and crashing on the ground together with it. Eevee did not bear the brunt of the impact, using the Koffing as a cushion, before stepping away.

"Good work," he'd praise her as he returned her back to her Pokeball. Kyle gave a pat on his Manectric's head afterwards, signalling that they were to move from this location to the next.

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They were on a hurry for some reason.

Kyle checked the time on his wristwatch. With the encounter with the Koffing taking not too much of his time within the Safari Zone, he supposed that he still has a lot to spare to search for the Pokemon he wants. He had not checked the list of Pokemon that could be found within the safari before he got in aside from the Furfrou, mostly from the rush that came with the joy of seeing something from the only ones left on his checklist within the Safari Zone roster.

With the Eevee safely recalled back to her ball and the Koffing left behind to its fate, Kyle got Manectric to maneuver around the various ecosystems that Johto's Safari Zone has to offer. He wasn't sure where a Furfrou could possibly hang around. The possibilities were endless, especially for a Pokemon one would more commonly find domesticated rather than in the wild. He didn't mind a little bit of a hunt at the moment, given that he still has time to spare on the clock, though there still was a voice in his head that kept reminding him that he might not be as lucky as he thought he would be if he kept getting too relaxed with the hunt.

A rustle from the nearby patch of grass got Manectric to halt, as well as forcing Kyle to stare at whatever his Pokemon was looking at. Instead of a Furfrou, a Dedenne popped out instead. "Of course. A Furfrou won't fit in there." He simply chucked his Rockruff's Pokeball out, revealing the rock puppy to protect him from the Dedenne's eventual attack.

"Rock Throw!"

Pieces of rocks were thrown at the Dedenne, pelting the tiny mouse with solid rocks. A critical hit on its head got to knock out the Electric-type before it could send out an attack. They were totally dangerous as their appearance tells Kyle. He knew that its cute act was but an act, and Kyle could easily work around its disguise with the sheer determination of his Rockruff or something.

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Kyle had always wanted a fashion dog.

Fashion dogs were the reason why he went to the safari zone in the first place, and upon seeing the real and authentic specimen of a fashion dog with his own two eyes, he couldn't help but look at awe at the fashion dog's magnificent presence. The fashion aura that the fashion dog exudes just simply screams fashion to untrained eyes such as Kyle, but it wasn't like that was enough to deter him from getting his own fashion dog this day.

The time has finally come for Kyle to get a fashion dog.

The fashion dog's reaction to Kyle was left unnoticed, perhaps blinded by his desire to own his own fashion dog. As soon as he caught the fashion dog in his sights, Kyle remained tunnel visioned on catching it as efficiently as possible. His attention went to his Manectric, who was still out of his Pokeball at that moment for his mode of transportation, and sent him to go attack the fashion dog and get it fashionably weakened enough to get in its fashion Safari Ball.

Just as when the fashion dog thought that he has left the trainer and his Pokemon behind, the larger canine came in quickly, barreling his body towards the fashion dog in a rather unfashionable manner. The fashion dog rolled onto the dirt, snarling at the Manectric for getting his fashion coat dirtied and tried snapping at him, only to realize that he can't move his fashion body. Manectric had paralyzed the fashion dog through the impact, using Thunder Wave point blank to inhibit the fashion dog from moving.

The fashion dog would attempt to defy Kyle and his Manectric, continuing to snarl even when it can't move majority of its body. Manectric silenced the fashion dog with a fashion swipe of his own, moving his large paws and hitting the fashion dog on its head. Wondering if the fashion dog was now certainly unconscious, Kyle would lob his first Safari Ball on it.

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"Hey, we got one! Exactly one fashion dog!"

Kyle grabbed the Safari Ball from underneath his Manectric after it had dematerialized into light and stored within the capsule. The ranger stared at the Pokeball he held on his hand, taking in the moment for himself as he accomplished something he wanted to do. It wasn't always that he held that sentiment, albeit the current one was very minor and insignificant in the grand scheme of things, but he relished in it.

A bark got him from reality. His eyes went to the Manectric at first, watching him shook his whole body to refluff his fur back, even though the static electricity he always emits would most likely ruin it as soon as it got fixed. It then went to his Rockruff, who he almost forgot had been out of its Pokeball. He couldn't really fault himself since he tunnel visioned on the Furfrou so hard that it was difficult to remain observant to his surroundings.

The Rock-type barked and took his eyes to the sky, wherein Kyle saw a bird flying overhead. He wasn't sure what bird it was, but it seemed so generic just like a Pidgey that it made something like Hoothoot look special. At least it got more than a single color, so that pretty much should count on something. It started to make a u-turn on them and swoop in at the trio. Foolish mistake, really, if it has to take into account the type of Pokemon he has with him at that moment.

He picked up a pebble from the ground in the mean time, and made eye contact with his Rockruff. "You see this pebble?" he asked, before throwing it at the bird, albeit missing. "Can you do the same?"

The Rockruff threw a much larger rock at the bird soon after, with greater accuracy and speed than Kyle's own version of Rock Throw. The bird's wings got clipped by the attack as it fell down right afterwards, crashing on the ground rather pitifully for charging straight at them. Kyle couldn't feel sympathy towards it anyways, especially since what they did was technically self-defense as opposed to the straight assault they performed on the fashion dog.

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He finally got his Furfrou, more commonly known as the fashion dog. The next thing on his agenda was to secure his way to Mirai's Lillipup through a trade. She supposedly needed something from him from the Safari Zone from the roster, which, now that he stared at it for more than a couple of seconds, was filled with Pokemon that looked aesthetically pleasing. This would have been perfect for him had he been in show business as well, but alas, he was only interested in the fashion dog.

"See this thing here?" he showed his Manectric his phone, with his Rockruff taking a peek as well. On it was a Minccino. It looked small and delicate, and apparently evolved to a more fluffy thing. Kyle held no desires to get one of his own, but he could see how it might be popular. "This is the second thing we're going to hunt."

His Rockruff distracted him from trying to explain to his Manectric with his bark, pointing his nose afterwards to a Pokemon that seemingly fit the description. He got a pat on the head from the trainer and was ready to go in had Kyle not issued a command to his Manectric first.

"Quick Attack!"

Using its much larger body, the Manectric barreled over the smaller Minccino with blinding speed, throwing the Chincilla Pokemon up in the air with the collision. It remained on the air for a while, unsure of how to process everything and react accordingly to the situation since she got attacked from behind all of a sudden. Kyle wouldn't blame the Pokemon though, and would also thank it for making his job easier.

"Let's go Thunder Wave for good measures," he ordered, watching electricity travel to the Minccino from his Manectric while grabbing his second Safari Ball from his pocket. Before the Normal-type could hit the ground, Kyle did it a favor by hitting it with the Safari Ball before it fell, watching it get sucked into the capsule for capture.

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He caught the Pokeball containing the newly caught Minccino as it fell from the sky with his hands. Those were finally two Pokemon caught within the limited time he has in the Safari Zone, leaving him with a bunch of time and a single Pokeball left for the whole thing. He figured that he could probably just take it easy for now, having already caught what he came in for, instead of rushing to get the third one in.

His last time at the Safari Zone had been extremely stressful, having been bombarded with Bidoofs just for a gift that his sister wanted badly. It didn't even benefit him the slightest on the hindsight, which made him at least be thankful that he wasn't out here to rush himself to hunt for something he doesn't need this time.

"It should be fine without you around now, Tric."

The Electric-type was recalled back to its ball, leaving Kyle with his Rockruff and a wild Furfrou with them.

The sudden appearance of the Normal-type got him to back off and immediately create distance between the two of them, leaving his Rockruff in between the two. The Furfrou did not seem to be aggressive at all, much like the one he just captured, making the choice of leaving it alone a much better alternative to chasing it away.

"Yeah, let's leave it alone. I don't want to hurt a-"

He found himself unable to finish the sentence as his Rockruff charged in head straight towards the Furfrou. Baring its fangs at it, the Rockruff clung to the Furfrou's neck, which its thick fur managed to protect. The Furfrou released a sharp yip and retaliated with a bite of its own, and threw the Rockruff away from her. The Rock-type rolled on the ground once before releasing a Rock Throw at the Poodle Pokemon's direction, one of which managed to hit it hard in the head and cause it to faint.

"I-it's fine right? Tell me it's fine!" Kyle asked, panicked by the sight.

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