What next?
A little waiting.
Pecharunt managed to get in the front door as it looked over it's new Mochi slaves.
Unfortunately for it, the Mochi effect took some time. His victims began their dance almost immediately, but the ability for him to issue any kind of direct command required the mochi to take over more of their mind. He was able to get them to do tasks like Pokemon battling or traveling to certain places after an hour or so, but those were things they'd do anyway. For things they would normally be aversed to doing, he'd need to wait.
And so... He decided to fly over to Johanna and nestle down into her shirt, laying in her ample bosom as she continued her ridiculous dance, as Pecharunt fell asleep...
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