Char and Blast stare blankly at their boss. Their boss doing the same. Char speaks up after a moment of silence, "...Uhhh...hey."
The arcanine points back with a thumb, "I'll uh, just be heading back to my tent. You and Blast can meet me there whenever you're done with...", he starts waving a hand, "...this."
Dragona and Nyne look at each other, and then at the two studs. Their cheeks puffed up, and then they start laughing out loudly. Char and Blast stood side-by-side, their cheeks glowing a little red. Blast glances sternly at his broad friend, "You and your bright ideas."
The two ladies take their own leave out of the tent, Nyne looking back at them while Dragona was still laughing her head off, "We'll see you two later."
Char and Blast wave awkwardly back, "See ya..."
The muscled turtle then balls his hand into a fist and wacks Char right on his noggin. "OWWW!! What was that for!?"
Blast folds his muscular arms over his broad chest, "Oh you know why!"
It was only a matter of minutes before they reached the captain's tent. Blast was still feeling fidgety after their event, Char trying his best to comfort his rather large friend. "Come on, Blast! You gonna give me the cold shoulder now? 'Cause that's just weird coming from a dude."
Blast completely ignores his friend, "Boss, you wanted to see us?"
The boss nodded. "Yes boys, please take a seat."
The two did as they were told and the chairs squeaked slightly under their massive weight. "What's up?" asked Char.
"Well, I was wondering if you two could do me a favor."
"Of course!" said Blast. "We'll do anything!"
"Well, I just looked at the tickets for our next show. We're going to have a small audience if we don't do some last minute advertising."
"Did you have anything in mind, sir?" asked Char.
"I was thinking about spreading the word to the nearest town from here. It's about a half-hour drive from here. I was hoping my best strong men would use their muscle and charm to attract more people to see our last show."
Blast and Char smiled. They loved road trips. They used to take them all the time before they joined the circus. Road trips plus muscles equalled very happy big pokemon. "We'll be happy to do it, sir!" said Blast.
The boss sighed in relief and happiness. "Great! Thank you so much you guys! I owe you one!" Blast and Char walked out of the tent feeling excitement of their new assignment.
Char pumped his arms swelling them till veins stretched from his shoulder to wrists. "This is going to be so cool! I can't wait to go!" Blast grabbed Char by the shoulder with a bigger smile on his face.
"You okay, bro?" asked Char.
"I just had a great idea to ad for the circus while we're there!"
"We'll give em a gun show like we always do!"
"No, I mean more than that! I think I know how we can attract people even more!"
Char raised an eyebrow and said, "How?" Blast grinned as he brought his arm up and flexed his bicep, letting the thick vein snake it's way across the muscle.
"Well I don't see why we can't have some fun while we help out the circus. We can advertise the circus and let some of the younger pokemon paint pictures of the circus on our bodies if they wanted." Char reached back and scratched the back of his head as he thought it over.
"Painting on our bodies? can we still show off our guns?" Blast laughed before flexing his bicep even harder, pushing out his veins even further as it made it's way all the way up to his shoulder.
"What kind of performers would we be if we didn't show off our talents?" Char grinned as he wrapped his hand around Blast's bicep giving it a firm squeeze, feeling the solid muscle beneath.
"Great! I can't wait to get started."
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