Same old, same old.

Telltale shuffled into the guild's common room. As usual, he was chatting... with himself.

"What mission for today?"
"I dunno. What do you want to do?"
"Don't ask me. You choose today."
"I don't want to!"

The bickering of the two Zweilous heads won curious glances and stares from the Pokemon near them, but -- being rather shortsighted and concentrating on each other anyways -- the two 'brothers' took no notice, and continued talking. All the while, they waddled over to the bulletin board nearest to them.

"Rescue or outlaw, eh?"
"I don't know! You choose!"
"No, you!"
"I don't want to! If I have to choose, I'll take a search-and-find mission so that you'll regret it later."
"Don't you dare...!"
"I will!"

The two heads stared squarely at each other, their necks straining to keep at the angle they were in. There was a moment's pause, then the two started growling and snapping at one another.

It was a normal day.

Ocarina trotted over to the Zwelious, her heads bobbing up and down alternately. She stopped right next to them.

"Ahem..."
The left of the Doduo's heads tapped Telltale's shoulder, whilst the one on the right spoke.

At the exact same time, both of Telltale's heads whipped around to glare at whoever had interrupted their spat, crying out, "What?!"

They stared at the Doduo for a second, uncomprehendingly, then blinked. "Oh, Ocarina," the left one -- Tell -- grumbled. His 'brother', Tale, stayed silent. "What do you want?"

Rina, the right head smiled as Oca, the left head, moved back from the Zwelious' shoulder.
"You're not going to decide anything by bickering..." replied Rina

"Bickering?" Tale spoke up, a frown on his lips. "We ain't bickering."

"Yeah." Tell nodded in confirmation of what his partner said. "We were just discussing, that's all. What, are you our keepers now, eh?"

"No..." chirped Oca, butting in, "But everyone's staring at you."

Whilst Oca spoke, Rina looked around at the pokemon that kept staring at the Zwelious.

A dark shape dug through the ground, with a sack of papers. All were for rescue missions, apprehension quests, and the like. Suddenly, the Outlaw board flipped over, and soon, Horace got to work, replacing the empty spots with new missions, and made sure everything was fresh and new. When he was done, he flipped it over again with a secret button. He dug a tunnel again, and came out a little ways away from the board. He came out in between a Doduo and a Zwelious.

"Oh! Hi there. Didn't see ya." he said, coming out. He was a little taller than the Zwelious but a little shorter than the Doduo.

"Everyone?" As a single entity, Telltale looked around the room, at the fuzzy shapes around him. "Bah. Can't see them anyways. Doesn't matter." Tell turned back to Ocarina and was about to say more, when a Drillbur decided to pop out right in front of him. Even the Zweilous' failing eyesight couldn't confuse that particular Pokemon.

"It's Horace," Tale said, turning to Tell and speaking to him -- and only him. "What does he want, huh?"

"I dunno," Tell responded, keeping his eyes on the Drillbur. "I hope he isn't forgetting to update the boards though. Wouldn't want to go on a mission that's already been completed."

"Agreed."

Obviously, neither of them had noticed the outlaw board flipping around just now.

Both of Ocarina's heads rolled their eyes simultaneously. It wasnt exactly Telltale's fault if he didnt notice things, but it was fairly annoying somtimes.
The Doduo then turned to the Drillbur, Oca speaking for the both of them. "Hello Horace."