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Mission 4: part 1
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Part 4: [link]
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"Br-br-br-bronte? H-how much l-l-longer?" Elysia said shakily. Bronte was actually enjoying the snowy weather, but she knew how much it pained her draconian companion.
"Not much farther, sweetie. That patrat told me that we could find one of the guild leaders in a place called "The Spidna Cafe", which should be riiiiiiight... here." She stopped before a wooden sign.
"Is it in th-th-the tr-tree house?", Elysia questionably at the branches above, "I don't think I'll be able to climb up a ladder...."
"Don't worry, that's the rescue base, but the Minccino is out of town. Hmm...", she began to dig at the ground at her feet. She soon discovered an old wooden door.
"Aha, found it!", a slightly frightening smile of triumph appeared on the sneasel's face. She threw the door open and jumped in to the warm light. Elysia circled around the door before gleefully slithering in afterwards.

They found the charmander sitting alone in a booth, a cheerful spidna had just set in front of him a large, delicious looking sunday. Bronte approached Mike as soon as she saw that Elysia was behind her.
"Mind if we sit here?" Bronte said, gesturing to the opposite bench.
"Uhh... sure" The charmander had barely answered before she had made herself comfortable on the other side, Elysia took a place curled up on the side of her partner's bench.
"You're one of the Rescue Guild Leaders, right?" asked Bronte, looking the reptile up and down with an incredulous look.
"Yeah, why?" The charmanders seemed to be more focused on his sunday, which annoyed Bronte quite a bit.
"You see, 'boss', me and Elysia here are new rescuers, and need a job....NOW so if you would be so kind..."
"Right now? I'm kind of busy... can't you come back later?" he moved his hand toward the spoon.
"BUSY?! We've walked for days to get a job here and all you care about is your stupid ICE CREAM!" She swiped her claw out in anger, which caught the edge of the bowl and sent the beautiful sunday flying off the table, smack dab on the head of the little dratini.
Elysia's eyes welled up and she began to whimper.
"Oh sweetheart! I'm so sorry!" The sneasel immediately jumped off the booth, removed the bowl from her partner's head, and began licking her clean like a mother persian licks her kittens.
Mike's rage was building. He had waited ALL month for that sunday. That... DELICIOUS... sunday... he was angry enough to use metal claw on that sneasel's tail feathers, when she turned around and addressed him,
"I'm sorry about that, sir. How about you tell us what job we need, and I'll use what money we have to get you another sunday."
Mike felt his anger subsiding, the night was still not lost, plus it was hard t get mad with that dratini around, she was just too cute! He lowered his claw,
"Uhh... alright. You see, there's this dragonite named Udon...

Description
Mission 4: part 1
Part 2: [link]
Part 3: [link]
Part 4: [link]
App: [link]

"Br-br-br-bronte? H-how much l-l-longer?" Elysia said shakily. Bronte was actually enjoying the snowy weather, but she knew how much it pained her draconian companion.
"Not much farther, sweetie. That patrat told me that we could find one of the guild leaders in a place called "The Spidna Cafe", which should be riiiiiiight... here." She stopped before a wooden sign.
"Is it in th-th-the tr-tree house?", Elysia questionably at the branches above, "I don't think I'll be able to climb up a ladder...."
"Don't worry, that's the rescue base, but the Minccino is out of town. Hmm...", she began to dig at the ground at her feet. She soon discovered an old wooden door.
"Aha, found it!", a slightly frightening smile of triumph appeared on the sneasel's face. She threw the door open and jumped in to the warm light. Elysia circled around the door before gleefully slithering in afterwards.

They found the charmander sitting alone in a booth, a cheerful spidna had just set in front of him a large, delicious looking sunday. Bronte approached Mike as soon as she saw that Elysia was behind her.
"Mind if we sit here?" Bronte said, gesturing to the opposite bench.
"Uhh... sure" The charmander had barely answered before she had made herself comfortable on the other side, Elysia took a place curled up on the side of her partner's bench.
"You're one of the Rescue Guild Leaders, right?" asked Bronte, looking the reptile up and down with an incredulous look.
"Yeah, why?" The charmanders seemed to be more focused on his sunday, which annoyed Bronte quite a bit.
"You see, 'boss', me and Elysia here are new rescuers, and need a job....NOW so if you would be so kind..."
"Right now? I'm kind of busy... can't you come back later?" he moved his hand toward the spoon.
"BUSY?! We've walked for days to get a job here and all you care about is your stupid ICE CREAM!" She swiped her claw out in anger, which caught the edge of the bowl and sent the beautiful sunday flying off the table, smack dab on the head of the little dratini.
Elysia's eyes welled up and she began to whimper.
"Oh sweetheart! I'm so sorry!" The sneasel immediately jumped off the booth, removed the bowl from her partner's head, and began licking her clean like a mother persian licks her kittens.
Mike's rage was building. He had waited ALL month for that sunday. That... DELICIOUS... sunday... he was angry enough to use metal claw on that sneasel's tail feathers, when she turned around and addressed him,
"I'm sorry about that, sir. How about you tell us what job we need, and I'll use what money we have to get you another sunday."
Mike felt his anger subsiding, the night was still not lost, plus it was hard t get mad with that dratini around, she was just too cute! He lowered his claw,
"Uhh... alright. You see, there's this dragonite named Udon...