Egg on yo Face ya Big Disgrace

   The Zangoose adjusted the ice pack taped to his head for the umpteenth time. "That Combusken can sure pack a punch...And why do I have to have this bag taped to my head?" He muttered.

   The Banette manning a makeshift stall in front of him, Carrie, answered, "So's ya can have both a'your hands available, No-ear."

   Zach sighed as he went back to making simple egg sandwiches. At his feet, a Ralts & Espurr were painting designs onto eggs splayed out on the floor, a Joltik hopping around them.

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   Sam leaned against her hand, elbow placed onto the table, glaring at the pearly white egg in front of her. Jake watched her, slowly getting more worried. In front of him was a half-painted egg and a brush.

   Sam finally picked up the egg & spun it in her hand, continuing to glare. After a moment she tossed the egg into the small crowd in front of them, hitting a random Kirlia on the noggin. They heard him shout "Bloody hell!" Sam sighed and said, "I hate this."

   A Zangoose with a bite in his ear & a guitar in his hand almost rammed into the stall, surprising Carrie. He immediately took of across the place. Behind him ran a Zorua that was shouting angrily & a Porygon-Z.

   Sam & Jake watched as the three of them disappeared into the sunrise.