Harold growled, then pressed the button yet again.
“Error! Unstable surface detected. Please make sure the unit is on a clean, level surface. When this action has been completed, press the button on the
[Nose].”
“Harumph!” Harold grumbled. With much effort, he managed to hoist the robotic Pokemon up onto the counter. After taking a moment to catch his breath, he turned to his other Pokemon.
“Just you wait! When this is ready, it will be the best of my Pokemon yet!” He smirked. “Unlike you lot, it won’t make disgusting soiled diapers for me to change every day!” He pushed the button.
“Step [Two]: Dress your [Iron Jugulis] in an industrial-strength diaper. This unit requires [thrice]-daily biofuel intake, and will periodically produce waste-product requiring disposal. When this action has been completed, press the button on the
[Nose].”
Scolipede snorted a quiet laugh, not that Harold heard; the man had already marched off to the bedroom for a diaper to put on the robot, grumbling the entire time.
Once the Iron Jugulis had been snugly wrapped in a luxury ball-patterned diaper, Harold again pushed the button.
The Iron Jugulis’ eyes lit up now, as the voice instructed, “Step [Three]: Please wait while the unit performs an initial waste flush. When this action has been completed, press the button on the
[Nose].”
“Initial waste - ?” Harold started to ask, before being interrupted by a rumble from the robot’s belly.
With an audible hissing sound, the Iron Jugulis’ diaper quickly started puffing out in the front and bottom. The rear of the garment started bulging out and sagging, as a nauseating chemical smell overtook the room.
“Oh, Arceus!” Harold swore as he ran to open a window.
