Susan watched the woman go, then turned and went back up to where the festival grounds were. She stopped by the hole, which was somehow several feet deep and getting deeper by the moment, and looked down to Sparky. The houndour took several moments to realize she was there and when he did he only glanced up at her for a moment, barked happily, wagged his tail and then went back to digging. Susan sighed.<span style="color: orange">"I have no idea how to deal with people. Should have kept my mouth shut. She's going to come over here, I'm going to say something else stupid and that'll be that."</span><br/><br/>The pokemon barked, but did not stop digging. Susan smirked.<span style="color: orange">"Come on out of there, Sparky."</span>The pokemon glanced up, then spun around a couple times trying to figure out how to do just that. The whole really wasn't that wide, just deep. Susan laughed and kneeled, reaching her arms down to the creature. Sparky's tail started wagging a mile a minute and then he jumped. Susan caught him, laughing and hugged the runt closely for a few moments before setting him down again. Stumpy was floating above the whole thing looking down and unamused. Susan could only laugh more.<span style="color: orange">"Oh, come on, you knew I wouldn't leave him down there even if it was funny!"</span><br/><br/>The ghost pokemon sighed, then floated down to them. Susan turned back to the whole.<span style="color: orange">"Alright Sparky, now we have to fill this. It's going to be a little too deep. Don't worry,"</span>She added that last part the moment she saw that tail slow,<span style="color: orange"> "We've got plenty more holes to dig tonight."</span>That was apparently enough. The pokemon happily went about filling the hole and in a few moments the pair were moving onto the next one. Susan once again participated. She couldn't dig as fast as Sparky could anymore but she still managed to help.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>