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nostabbing) wrote2014-02-23 03:07 pm
nostabbing) wrote2014-02-23 03:07 pm
Entry tags:
- all the thieves in the club say yeah,
- awesome parenting 101,
- bored bored bored bored bored,
- death by fuzzy cute,
- failing at social conformity forever,
- flee for your lives,
- help is this character development,
- learning to like stuff,
- lieutenant commander of the eevee horde,
- no-context theater,
- normalcy for dummies,
- parker what the hell even,
- pokemon trainer or pokemon train her,
- shenanigans forever,
- surely this cannot possibly end badly,
- there's something wrong with her,
- this seems totally legit,
- what is even happening right now,
- who let her have that thing,
- ▶ goldenrod city
012 | Goldenrod City | Video / Action;
Okay, little hup-hup, you ready?
[Thus speaksParker Alice, who is currently out on the tennis court in the backyard of the Dangan House, as she carries an Eevee over to a marked-off section at one end of the court, just in front of the serving line. With a deliberate point of her hand, the Eevee sits, seemingly obedient, and watches her eagerly as she retreats to the other side of the court and reaches into a waiting cooler.
A second later, her hands reemerge holding a delicious-looking sandwich, which she places on a paper plate and sets down near her feet, lightly slapping her knees as she proceeds to start calling for it.]
Okay. Come on! C'mere! Come get the sandwich! Look, it's a delicious sandwich! Mmm-mmmm, does that look good or what?
[The Eevee, predictably, just kind of looks at her.]
...I said come on. Look, it's a sandwich. You like sandwiches, right? Come on! Sandwich! Get over here!
[The Eevee doesn't move.]
Okay, you know what? Fine. Whatever.
[In a huff,Parker Alice folds her arms and turns her back on the waiting Eevee. But the instant after she does so, something unusual happens — all at once the Eevee springs into action, darting across the tennis court at a somewhat slower speed than is usual for the Horde, taking its time so it doesn't have to use its tiny nails to keep traction as it goes.
When it reaches the net dividing the court, it pauses, tail twitching in anticipation as it gathers its feet beneath it and makes a mighty leap, just barely managing to clear it in a single bound, and with a relatively silent landing that makes it freeze for a second before continuing on, as if waiting to see if the human in its midst has noticed.
Now on the opposite side of the court, the Eevee promptly flattens out, making its approach toward the waiting sandwich by determinedly scootching along on its stomach in a commando crawl to circumvent the problem of the nails entirely.
But then, as it draws close,Parker Alice seems to be alerted by something, and whirls around in what can only be described as an accusatory fashion —
...and by the time she has, the Eevee has flipped itself over onto its back and curled into a painfully adorable mass of fur and belly, its little feet suspended in the air as it wriggles and chirps happily (and seemingly innocently) at her.]
...Awwwww.
[Apparently appeased,Parker Alice turns around again, and as soon as she does the Eevee is back in action, scootching urgently toward the sandwich and grabbing the paper plate in its teeth before sitting up and exploding into a flurry of yips and barks.
At which point, smiling proudly,Parker Alice clicks the timer button on the stopwatch she's been holding and reaches down to scoop up the Eevee for some much deserved-snuggles.]
Good boy! Twenty-six point two seconds!
[Yip yip yip yip, goes the triumphant Eevee, as she sets him down and feeds him a bit of the sandwich before replacing it back in the cooler and clicking the stopwatch timer to clear it.]
Okay, who's next?
[And with that, she walks out of camera view, apparently to go fetch the next candidate for the Super Stealth Sandwich Training Run.]
[Thus speaks
A second later, her hands reemerge holding a delicious-looking sandwich, which she places on a paper plate and sets down near her feet, lightly slapping her knees as she proceeds to start calling for it.]
Okay. Come on! C'mere! Come get the sandwich! Look, it's a delicious sandwich! Mmm-mmmm, does that look good or what?
[The Eevee, predictably, just kind of looks at her.]
...I said come on. Look, it's a sandwich. You like sandwiches, right? Come on! Sandwich! Get over here!
[The Eevee doesn't move.]
Okay, you know what? Fine. Whatever.
[In a huff,
When it reaches the net dividing the court, it pauses, tail twitching in anticipation as it gathers its feet beneath it and makes a mighty leap, just barely managing to clear it in a single bound, and with a relatively silent landing that makes it freeze for a second before continuing on, as if waiting to see if the human in its midst has noticed.
Now on the opposite side of the court, the Eevee promptly flattens out, making its approach toward the waiting sandwich by determinedly scootching along on its stomach in a commando crawl to circumvent the problem of the nails entirely.
But then, as it draws close,
...and by the time she has, the Eevee has flipped itself over onto its back and curled into a painfully adorable mass of fur and belly, its little feet suspended in the air as it wriggles and chirps happily (and seemingly innocently) at her.]
...Awwwww.
[Apparently appeased,
At which point, smiling proudly,
Good boy! Twenty-six point two seconds!
[Yip yip yip yip, goes the triumphant Eevee, as she sets him down and feeds him a bit of the sandwich before replacing it back in the cooler and clicking the stopwatch timer to clear it.]
Okay, who's next?
[And with that, she walks out of camera view, apparently to go fetch the next candidate for the Super Stealth Sandwich Training Run.]
[video]
[Look at that, Snotlout, someone's legitimately happy to see you, apparently.
Vikings are so cool.]It's not really that hard. I mean you have to work with them a lot but it's really just rewarding them when they do something right and not rewarding them when they don't. Pretty soon they learn to only do the right things.
[video]
Huh. Rrrreally.
[The camera flips back around to show a contemplative Snotlout. It's take just a bit longer than it should for him to work out this suggestion.]
What if they never do the good stuff? Snail-or-whichever isn't going to care if I'm not rewarding him because I never reward him.
[video]
It's like creepy people-programmy stuff except with animals instead of people.
[video]
You can do this with people?
[video]
[video]
[He must learn how immediately.]
It can't be that different. I know some people who are way dumber than animals -- they could fall for it.
[If the reward was 'you get to burn up this building', maybe.]
What trick did the person make the other guy do?
[video]
She could make him pour tea for her just by tapping his arm with her purse. Or like...buy her stuff, just from poking you a certain way. It was so weird.
[video]
...Why would you bother making someone do that stuff? Stealing food I understand, but the stuff she had him doing is useless.
[video]
[video]
[Because this chick was clearly smarter than that other one.]
[video]
...Fortune cookies.
[Parker...]
I'd get 'em to give me all the fortune cookies.
[video]
[Was it expensive? Could he sell them for a profit...? Cookies were delicious, so expensive cookies... Hmmmn...]
[video]
[She says, like this has never occurred to her before.]
...They're cookies but they're folded up in bendy shapes, and they bake a piece of paper inside the foldy-parts and the paper has a fortune on it. So you get one and to get the fortune you have to crack the cookie open before you can read it.
...
I mean, if you suck and can't get it out without breaking the cookie. But you're supposed to break it, I guess, is the idea.
[video]
Oh, that kind of fortune. [Kind of disappointing.] Huh. Sounds weird. So you like all the little paper whatevers?