Vivian chuckled as she filled a bucket of water. Her dad was going to be in for a big surprise when he opened the door. Skore, meanwhile, was drenching the stairs in oil.

"Are you done?" Vivian asked, poking her head around the corner. Her answer was met when she saw the stairs. She chuckled. "Fine work you have here."

Skore gave a mock salute.

Vivian chuckled. "Come help me with the water trap."

Skore nodded and floated to Vivian. She heaved the heavy bucket out of the sink and onto the floor. She pointed to the top of the door. "Everything's set up. All we have to do is attach the trigger to the water, as well as get the water up there. Can you do it?"

Skore nodded and grabbed the bucket's handle. Vivian watched as the Banette tried to lift the bucket, to no avail. She chuckled.

Eventually, Skore gave up and lifted it with Psychic. He floated it the the top of the doorway and tied the string to the handle.

"Skore, can you lift the water out of the bucket for a moment?" Vivian asked. The Banette looked confused but obliged. The water was lifted out and hovered in the air.

"Good. Keep it like that and come down from there."

Skore floated down and hovered next to Vivian.

"Stay here," se told him. She then walked out the back door and rounded the yard. She opened the front door and lloked up. The bucket tipped over as the door opened.

"Good, it works. Okay Skore, you can put the water back in." Vivian shut the door as Skore righted the bucket and placed the water back in it.

"Okay, Dad should be home in a hour or so. We'll wait down here. We don't want anyone coming by and accidentally triggering the trap."

So they waited. Vivian had let Skore have the TV remote. He had become very interested in it as he tested it out. After five minutes of flipping channels, the Banette finally settled on a documentary about a group of Garchomp. Vivian returned with a bowl of popcorn. Skore was watching the show intently, his crimson red eyes sparkling as he watched a Gible tear apart a helpless Mareep.

Vivian tracked her dad on her phone, the documentary playing in the background. He was close- Sootopolis wasn't that far from Mossdeep. On the TV, a Garchomp pack began to wreak havoc on a herd of Skiddo and Gogoat. Skore seemed to be mesmerized, his eyes never leaving the TV.

A hour passed, and Vivian began to grow bored. Skore still had the remote, but was having trouble changing the channel. Vivian tried not to look at the screen as inappropriate images flashed on it. Eventually, Skore became angry and threw the remote at the wall. He picked it up and tried to change the channel again. When it didn't work, Skore floated into the kitchen. Vivian heard the stove door open as something was thrown inside. The door was closed, and the beeping of buttons sounded, followed by a noise Vivian couldn't distinguish. She got up and ran into the kitchen. Skore hovered by the stove, looking satisfied. Vivian looked in the oven. Her eyes widened, and she turned it off. She filled a bucket of water and opened the door, pouring the water inside. After a moment, she put on a glove and reached inside the oven, pulling out a half-melted remote. She shot a glare at Skore, who folded his arms. Vivian sighed and threw what used to be the remote in the trash.

"You're lucky we have a spare remote," she told Skore as she walked back to the TV. She opened a drawer and pulled out another remote. She handed it to Skore. "Don't torch it this time."

The Banette nodded and began to flip through channels. Vivian sighed and opened a window, trying to rid the strong smell of smoke.

Vivian looked up from her phone. "Turn that off. He's almost home."

Skore nodded and turned off the TV. He set the remote down and phased through the ceiling. Vivian jumped as knocking was heard. She got up and looked out a window. Seeing her dad, she unlocked the door and stepped back. Out of the corner of her eye, Vivian could see Skore with a camera.

Her dad opened the door, and the bucket fell.

About 5 more chapters and we're done! ^.^