(Mostly directly after the above, but a couple of minutes later)
Silent has finished setting up a couple of power wires, a dynamo, a coke, some mentos and a rabbit wheel right by the wall of the cabin. Then he goes look his Pokémon up at a nearby creek; the aforementioned Nidorino is drinking some water, a couple of herbs by his side. Silent decides to go sit nearby, which the Pokémon has noticed if his ears flickering are any indication.
After a moment, Maekrite noms a berry whole then turns back and heads up to Silent, ears down and evading his gaze.
"Are you feeling OK? You looked disoriented."
<I guess you saw the tent?>
Silent takes a look back in the direction of the tent, he says nothing for a moment. After that he simply shrugs, which somehow makes Maekrite feel more uncomfortable. The human responds by stroking his Pokémon's head and ears.
"You scrambled all of the boxes and the equipment, the interns said none of it is damaged, just... scrmabled everywhere I guess..."
<I was having fun tearing stuff up and poking my nose in random old stuff, just for a little moment...>
After taking a look at his watch, Silent stands up and decides to pick his Pokémon up and carry him on his arms. The Nidorino does not object, though he does (unusually) slip away just a bit and raise his ears at his Trainer rubbing his shoulder and chest then picking him up; then he just relaxes and enjoys the trip up the creek. The walk is slow, not like any of them is in a hurry (and at this point Rex(?)'s message has not arrived yet).
<How did things go anyway?> -- the Nidorino inquires, lending an ear to his trainer.
"Pretty well. Ichtacya handled everything. Might as well have just sent her alone... thought she and Sol seem to appreciate mutual company."
The human keeps walking for a couple of minutes until they are in sight of the cabin again.
"What did you do the rest of the afternoon anyway?"
<...Uhm...> -- The Nidorino's ears flicker and he looks away. -- <I-I dunno... I think I fell asleep.>
"Didn't sleep well? You looked really disoriented when I got back..."
The Nidorino doesn't answer, just falls into silence, his ears still betraying a certain sense of confusion in him. He stutters and mentions, in a very low voice, something about not noticing.
After a while Silent reaches the cabin and lets his Pokémon loose, not before rubbing his head in a more or less congratulatory manner. After a brief moment of confusion, Maekrite goes check the place around and recover his new-old-new favourite fabric from a box, looks around for a moment wondering if he felt something out of place, then comes back to notice the entire wires-and-wheel apparatus.
Maekrite: <...W-what is all of this?> -- eyes focus on the wheel.
Maekrite strafes around the entire apparatus, going into a half-battle, half-run stance. Neither he or Silent notice from behind the cabin a certain Nidorina is peeking, her attention also fixated on the strange device.
"I was thinking about how to give this place a good power source, and decided to do a little experiment..."
Maekrite -steps back, taking a look at Silent: <....Experiment?>
Silent kneels by the machine, gives a wide grin. "...Experiment..."
Maekrite -eyes open wide: <....N-no, no, no, just no. I'm not going to run a wheel!>
Silent moves quickly at his Pokémon and catches him by the neck before he can back more than a couple of steps. The Nidorino flails for a moment, then starts grumbling.
"It's just a little experiment, Maekrite, come on. And perhaps a picture or two for the family album..." He playfully pins Maekrite down to the ground and talks to him, trying to convince him.
"...Come on, you didnt think I wouldn't notice those scratches on your flank, huh?"
Maekrite -blushes: <...I'm not going to do it... let me go...>
"Come on, just a short test run... for science...."
Maekrite: <You monster...>
The human keeps trying to talk the Nidorino into giving the wheel a run for a couple of minutes, which Maekrite spends mostly being exasperated.
Maekrite: <Hraka no! I'm a warrior Nidorino! I would [never] run a wheel!>
About four years past, old PEFE HQ
In a carton box, a worn out Nidorina and an angry Nidorino are trying to sleep. Emphasis on the trying, as their ears periodically flicker to check up on a persistent mechanical shriek coming from a nearby place in the room.
Baluarkos -grumbling, covers Inka's ears: <...Is he ever going to just tire out from running that thing?>
Inka: <...Ugh... and then he's going to come back and suck milk for hours again!>
The two Pokémon curl and nuzzle each other, trying to calm down even if for a moment. Nearby, a furball is running on a wheel someone, Silent perhaps, has set up near the wall so that the eager Nidoran♂ has something else to do than chew shoes.
“Thou hast forgotten the face of thy Lord. Remember, mortal, and fear pet me.”