"I know why my little pest doesn't like them; it doesn't care for a lot of electrical creatures after all."

He opened his hand, raising it slightly to let the little butterfly spread open its wings and chime a couple times. It seemed to be a little leery to move though, instead just contenting itself with sitting on the palm of his hand and flapping its wings.

"But what about your pests? Do they find the CYbuddies a mockery of themselves?"