[center][h2][color=39b54a]Deneb Astrologian[/color][/h2][/center]

[@AbysmalDemon][@Whimsicott]

Deneb continued to run away from the swing-happy Maractus that seemed to have taken a liking to him...or at least that's the closest description he could come to in the situation. Maractus seemed happy enough, what with the Pokemon laughing the entire time it's been chasing him. At this point, Deneb didn't even know how long he had been running. His legs were strong from traversing the sands, so he wasn't quite tired, but the longer this went on, the further away from his goal he'd wander. 

Suddenly, the sounds of shaking maracas, and almost maniacal laughter stopped. Noticing this, Deneb slowed to a halt, and turned around. What he saw was a somewhat familiar sight. A Pokemon, in this case Maractus, had stopped to the delicious smell of Casteliacones. Apparently someone had come and set up shop here.

Maractus had a look of hunger and awe on her face. The sweet, mouthwatering scent drew her in like a Venomoth to a Charmelion's tail-flame. The only problem was that there was no way she could get it without getting in trouble. She could beat the vendor into submission, but they probably had a plan for that, and even if they didn't, the humans weren't so keen on Pokemon attacking their kind. She could steal it, but they weren't so keen on that either. There had to be some way to get that treat.

Then, something happened. Something that an outside point of view could see coming from a mile away. Deneb bought a Casteliacone for Maractus. When he offered it to the Pokemon, she accepted without hesitation.