[Killua just finished his work out with his pokémon. Meaning that he's covered in some minor scrapes, bruises and a layer of dirt. Not to mention his shirt has become non-existent thanks to a well aim flamethrower. He's in a pretty good mood, after the tournament he's been going out everyday since then training himself. That had been a particularly satisfying session and he was ready to get to the house and crash. However, he needed to head over to the pokémon center first to get his pokémon checked out for the day.

Well it was in a good mood until one of the Joy clones decides ]

Oh my young man what happen to you?

None of your business, can you fix up my pokémon already.

Oh no you don't your coming with me. We need to get you cleaned up, I'm sure you're a cutie under all that dirt.

What let me go, aren't you suppose to be healing my pokémon. Not giving me a bath you sicko!

No no I'm insist, we'll take good care of you~.

[This is the point where Killua learns that the nurses have pretty strong grips. Probably from having to hold down particularly stubborn pokémon. Also that they don't seem to understand personal space. Anyone want to come by a help or laugh fill free to do so.]

[Audio]
[Killua is back home after his traumatizing experience with Joy clones. ]

Can anyone of you, explain to me how to get candy for that Halloween thing you guys keep talking about.? I'm sure it's not straightforward as just having the candy handed to you. They put the candy in eggs for Easter and had kids find them. There has got a be a trick to this

So what do you need to do for this Holiday. [He wants to knows so he can get a much free sweets as possible. As a sugar addict he wants to fill his addiction while keeping his wallet full.]

[Killua really needs to watch his gear. Biscuit the Mawile decided she wanted to is play carmera-monster today. What is she taping might you ask, why its just Killua and Wonka the mismagius. Nothing out the one ordinary about that. Except for the fact that Wonka’s arm thing is currently being pushed into Killua’s head. Plus the fact that, Killua doesn’t seem to mind the action too much.]

Is it in there? [He asks. Wonka moves her arms around then hums in confirmation. Killua’s left eye twitches in annoyance but he doesn’t move.]

Take it out then. [Wonka hesitates for a moment ,she didn’t want to hurt her trainer. However it was his choice she would do want he wanted. She looks him directly in the eye and yanks her arm out. Blood begins to trickle down his face but he doesn’t pay much attention to it. Instead he holds out his hand and she grabs something into it. ]

That bastard, he really did it. [Killua chuckles softy to himself, his eyes strangely bright. In this hand is a small and very thin pin. Now while he couldn’t kill anyone in Johto. Anyone could feel or see the huge release of killer intent coming from the boy. ]

I feel so freed right now. Hey Biscuit want to play a game with me. [He looking directly at he camera and smirks. Biscuit is quite startled, whether it's from fear or anticipation she didn’t know. She does turn off the feed though.]

[ Killua woke up earlier that day not realizing that Wonka was taping him with his gear, silently following behind. After he washed up, he opened his closet and out pop a Misdreavus. Killua knew for a fact wasn’t it his but just shrugged and grabbed his clothes. Later on in the hall way heard a whisper that's slowly getting louder.]
Gengar~ Gengar~ Gengar~ Gengar~

[He glanced at to the a mirror in the hall and saw a Gengar standing behind him. But when he turned around it was gone. Killua’s reaction was oddly just to give a small giggle. As the day went on more and more ghost types began filling the house. All of the them being Misdreavus and Gengars.  By the end of it. Killua was having a lot of fun find all of his special guests While Killua was messing about, an interesting message was being sent to out.]

[Text.]
Come to the house of silvers and black.
Of young pride, deadly fun, and sleeping wrath.
Come for treats and lots of sweets
Come welcome them to their lovely home.
But the beware guests that come.

Would you still like come?
For the tonight the ghosts shall roam


[As the feed clicks off a faint snicker can be heard]

((occ; That’s right it’s a house party. Well a surprise one since the owners don’t know about it. Come down have for some fun all in goldenrod are invited))

[The sun slowly begins to shine in the window of a familiar silver-haired boy. He slowly gets up, thinking about what he’s going to do to spice things up today, when he notices something seems … off. It’s not his surroundings but more that he feels off. It takes another moment, then he realizes he is feeling something, the flow of life and power through his body, something he has been missing since he arrived in this odd place. It is his nen; he can actually feel it, but he needs to see it to believe it. He uses gyo, and bright colors explode before his eyes. The auras of every living thing nearby are laid out before him.

His eyes are as big as dinner plates by now. Deciding to test something else, he sends out Taser and asked him to use his best eltetrical attack. A thunderbolt hit's him dead on. He endures the pain, as the electicity absorbs into his skin. Then he slowly moves his hands in front of himself and spreads them out. He doesn’t need gyo to see the electricity crackling through his fingers.]

It’s back, it’s really back! [he exclaims in joy. He is about to dash to the door to go find his faux big brother when he hears a roar from outside. At first he thinks it is a pokémon battle. It sounds like something that he is all too familiar with. He runs to the window and literally rips it open, forgetting his old strength. He isn’t concerned about that. Oh, no, what really gets his attention is the large, white beast that seems to be devouring the locals and newcomers.]

What the hell is Mike doing here? [ He exclaims in confusion for a moment before grabbing his bag and jumping out the window. Mind you that he was on the 10th floor, he is completely fine when he lands. He takes out two pokéballs, planning to have Cinnamon and Wonka get rid of the remaining nearby locals before comforting his dog. However, what comes out isn’t his snotty little fire fox or his ever smirking headless ghost. He gets something very interesting instead.]



[It takes Mike’s barking to shake Killua out of his shock at seeing these two fearsome looking pokémon and remind him of the task at hand. As he turns in the direction of the white monster dog, Killua says only one thing with a wicked little smirk]

Best day ever.

[ooc Tags will be either Killua or his monster dog Mike]