[Mini Meta][PRP] What is that in your mouth?

[Shaddaling]

In all, Sasaki couldn't say he was a stranger to this sort of clean up. He had been on enough expeditions with his dad and the crew for a mix of archeological, paleontology, and geology work. It wasn't unusual depending on how deep the dig was to have a group of all three working in the same area. Shit could get wild, and well most of the time they weren't really in area's well populated. All the same that met when they left the site, they left it as close to how they found it as possible, with the occasional area being worked on protected as well as possible for them to return to.

So yeah, this sort of physical work he was good with. It was just a bit different helping lift and clean an area of wreckage that wasn't you know at least a few hundred years of age. At the very least the girls were bound to tire themselves out.

Sugar and Rogue had noticed the infestation of Rattata's and decided they were going to put an end to it themselves by hunting them down. The sneasel kits just weren't really good at it. Sasaki was sure if they managed to actually get a hit the rodent pokemon wouldn't stand a chance because of the neuro poison but so far the rats were winning. It was actually sort of hilarious and he kept pausing to take pics of the frustrated kits as the rodents teased them just out of reach.

 

[Shaddaling]

Rouge growled, crouched low to the ground as she shook her butt, eyes dilated wide as she focused on the ratatta and yowled as she pounced, claws curved forward to snag the other poke'mon and screeched as it fled, turning on her heel to chase after it. She scrambled over the sands and gave a whine as she tumbled over a crate, somersaulting onto her back, dizzy. She whined, batting at her sister as Sugar leaned over her, giving a questionable chirp.

Sugar give a teasing growl, nipping at Rogue's ear feather and poking at her lightly with her paws.
Poke. Poke. Tap. Poke.

Rogue screamed in anger, launching herself at her sister and tumbled them across the sands, tussling each other until they hit water and broke away with yowls of upset. They were wet! They were wet. Dad. They were wetttt.

They whined, chasing down dad and pressed against his legs, shivering as they attempted to dry themselves rubbing against his fabrics. Wet! Wet! Gross.

 

[Shaddaling]

"Eww, come on," Sasaki sighed, reaching down to tug the kits away from his legs. "Yes, you are wet," he cooed, patting himself down till he found the towel he hid away in his back pack and started to dry their fur vigorously. "Going to make some purritos. Scrunch you up." He teased, bundling up one and then the other, squishing them gently before releasing them onto the sand. "There. Go and chase some more rats. Keep away from the water!"

Sugar glanced at Rogue reaching out to pap her messy fur. Rogue shook herself, fur fluffing up as she shed extra water and grumbled at her messy fur. She looked at her sister, grumbled and licked her, trying to smooth down her fur. Sugar purred, gently grooming Rogue back.