" ..If You Aren't Quiet In The Next 5 Seconds, I'm Gonna Use Your Face As My New Boot. "

Sure, It Was More Exaggerated Than What He Really Felt. Proton Knew Petrel Was Just Bored, And He Was Used To His Behavior By Now. A Frown Crossed Petrels Faced, The Purple Haired Man Spun Around In His Chair, Pouting At Him. Obviously He Was Playing With Him, Proton Couldn't Tell If This Made Him Mad, Or.. Amused. He Did Look Really Stupid When He Pouted.

" C'monnnn Dude! Loosen Up A Little. You're Such A Meanie. "

Petrels Voice Rang, His Pout Had Turned Up Into A Smirk By Now. Proton Let Out A Low Growl, He Felt Himself Getting More Angry By The Moment. If He Hated Anything The Most, This Had To Take The Cake. He Made His Way Over, The Sight Being Almost Comical. Proton Was Barely Taller Than The Chair, Giving Petrel An Opening For More Teasing. Protons Face Morphed Into Something More, Resembling One Of An Angry Child Glaring At Their Parents When They Didn't Get What They Wanted. Petrel Laughed, The Sound Echoing Throughout The Concrete Walls Of The Radio Tower. And Faintly, You Could Hear Archer Snickering From The Other Room.

" ..THATS IT. I'm DONE With Your BULLSHIT! "

The Laughing Died Down, Petrel Was Soon Quiet As A Mouse, Staring At His Fellow Executive. If Looks Could Kill, He'd Be Dead. Proton Turned Away And Stomped Out Of The Door. Petrel Let Out One Last Chuckle Before Spinning His Chair Back Around, The Pack Of Cigarettes Sitting On "His Desk" Now Missing.

" Wh-HEY!! THOSE WERE MINE! "

Proton Ignored His Subordinates Calls, Pulling A Lighter Out Of His Pocket, Lighting One Of Them. He Took A Drag, Watching The Smoke Whirl Lazily In The Air. He Let Out A Sigh, Running A Hand Through His Teal Hair. The Noises Of Goldenrod City Filling His Ears, Providing An Odd Sense Of Tranquility. This Continued On As The Sun Began To Set. Proton Froze In His Spot As He Heard One Of The Bushes Beside Him Rustle. He Stalked Over, Slowly Parting The Bushes. Expecting To See Some Random Pokémon..