An assortment of bird Pokemon could be heard chirping, the smell of breakfast had just begun to fill the air, and the sun had just started to poke its smiling face from betwixt the clouds. This was a rather rare occurrence in Tao Village as of late, what with the arrival of all the snow. Still, it was a picturesque morning to everyone residing there. Or almost everyone, at least.
The one displeased with such a morning was Gunpowder, a bitter and miserable soul trapped inside the body of a blue land-dwelling shark. The projection of the sun's rays into his cave were an alarm clock of sorts. Normally, he'd ignore it and sleep in, but.. well, actually, today was normal. As expected, he groaned and rolled over to face the dark side of his cave.
"Just five more minutes, aye..."
Gunpowder shot awake after a couple more hours of shut-eye thanks to a nightmare reminding him of a job he had to do. A job for PK. At the best of times, her and Gunpowder didn't get along, so when he messed up like this.. she was extra sour.
How frequently did that happen, one might ask? Well, Gunpowder was known around Tao Village as.. well, for lack of better words, an irresponsible scruffian. Deep down, he didn't mean to mess up, he really didn't, but either clumsiness or misfortune led him to failure. Despite his best efforts to prevent a ceremony he had planned from being sabotaged by the Rescuers, they not only accomplished that goal, but caught and tied him up, as well. Bad luck, in that case.
Since Gunpowder slept in his only clothing - a hat and eye-patch - no preparations were necessary. He shot straight out the entrance to his cave, heading straight for the Rogue HQ. His task was to pick up a package there and deliver it to the Merchant HQ. The Rogues were put in charge of receiving the package, as it was coming from... less than reputable sources.
In retrospect, it might have been better to grab a blanket or poncho - Gunpowder had already forgotten how cold it was lately. The last thing he needed was to get sick again. It wasn't that far, though; being a leader of the guild, it was convenient to have his cave constructed near the headquarters. Devonshire "enlisted" the help of numerous Pokemon to construct it not long after Gunpowder arrived. Said it would force him to be on time.
Boy, was Devonshire wrong.
First excerpt of a story about Gunpowder written by