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_{[.... WHO DARES INTERRUPT.]

[WHO DARES GET INVOLVED IN THIS-- oh wait this Pokemon is twice her size never mind. :I;]

[Still, it's with a glare and a small spurt of upwards flame from the hotspots on her head and the base of her spine that Heather turns to Ziva.]}

So then where am I supposed to sleep? OUTSIDE?

I'm pretty sure there IS no type of bed that's inflammable!

_{[Poor Chatot, who is looking a little singed, quickly scuttles behind Ziva. THANK YOU BIG CAT LADY. That Quilava is clearly a psycho.]}

H-heehee, I-I'm just trying to make sure our entire facility doesn't burn to the ground in the middle of the night, d-don't you see...?