The professor frantically rushes around her lab, sorting files and analyzing the data she just collected.

Her fiery orange-red hair shows her boldness, misty pink eyes shining with boldness. Evenly deep dimples look as if they reach all the way into her mouth, the cute marks appearing from her focused lips.

"PROFESSOR AMBERRRR!"

As she hears a scream, the test tube slips out of her hands. Not noticing, she rushes to the door and practically rips the door off from the hinges when she throws it open.

"AH MAH GERD WHAT HAPPENED?" She screams, panicking.

"I ran out of POCKY!" Sobbing hysterically, the little boy melts to the floor.

"It's okay," She says, grabbing a box from the nearby table. "I ALWAYS have extra. AlWaYz." Handing the box to the little boy, she earns a satisfied cheer as he skips away.

Feeling accomplished, the professor turns back to continue her work, only to find Ferra licking the potion.

WAIT WHAT!?

Screeching, she shoos the Fennekin away. With a melodramatic sigh, her work continues.

"Break timeee!"

Strutting outside, Amber throws her lab coat aside. The air was fresh, clean air. She sighed contentedly, letting the crisp air fill her nose and lungs.

Taking her tight bun out,she watches her hair fall delicately onto her lower back and pool over her shoulders and breasts.

"I need to get this shiz cut." She sighed softly, picking up strands of firey red hair. She let it fall back into place, gazing ahead.

"What de actual fox is going on over there?" Amber squints, trying to get a focus on the objects. Creeping ahead, she tries to cover her bright hair with grass. Pulling out binoculars from her satchel, she spies on the objects.

Two Teddiursas in a bush, playing around. She quietly adores the two, mumbling information.

"Teddiursa, the little bear Pokémon. ID number #216, lives in mountainous forests, and eats honey."

Amber smiles, watching them play. She pushes her hair behind her ear, quietly getting up. Dusting off her jeans, she tiptoes away.

Amber drools on her desk, saliva drenching her research. Her head hits the table hard, her hand falling. Suddenly she startles, waking up.

She quickly looks to see if there is any penises on her face, but when reassured by her trusty hand mirror, she passes out again.

Dragging her satchel home, she yawns, wiping her spit-crusted mouth. She presses the hotel calling thingy button, waiting patiently.

"HALLOWHOISTHIS." The idiotic landlord screams.

"Amber Hills." She says tiredly.

"WHO."

"Amber."

"RANDER?"

"AMBER."

"ENDER?"

"AM-" She sighs, stopping herself.

"HALOO?" He screams.

"AHHHHMMMMBEEERRRR HIIIIIIIILLLLLLLZZUHHHH!" Amber screams into the thing.

"Young lady, watch your tone. Amber Hills. You act like I'm deaf. WELL I'M NOT. OKAY!? I CAN'T HELP THAT I STUCK A PENCIL TIP IN MY EAR. SO JUST LEAVE ME ALOOONEE... AAHHHHAHHHHH..." The landlord breaks into melodramatic sobs, making the thingy all broken up sounding and choppy.

Amber facepalms, sighing loudly.

"Sir we went over this 5 billion times."

"Guh..." The landlord blows his nose loudly.

"Just shaddap." He whines, the door clicking open.

Amber goes in without another word.It was on my shelf of books I made so... meh. So random. I might continue this one. O3O

UNTIL NEXT TIME, LOVELIES~×