"Bonjour, mes amis, and bienvenue to the world of Pokémon! I am Professor Augustine Sycamore, though you may know me as Professor Hunky McGorgeous – just ask your mom. Stop me if you have heard this story: you see, once upon a time, great misery fell upon the glorious land of Kalos. It took a band of righteous heroes to set us free from the grips of a megalomaniac tyrant."

"Well, THAT has nothing to do with this story. Instead, it is the story of a person who struck fear in the hearts of people on two different continents, a tale of a feared pyromaniac who felt only blood lust and hatred for her enemies, all of whom fell or fled at the sight of her unholy visage."

"Hold on to your berets, folks, as we begin the first chapter of the story of... Serena!"

Chapter One: Kalos! Adventures In World Domination Begin!

"Serena's journal:

Currently sitting in a car en route to Vaniville Town. Left Anville Town for good and thank the almighty Arceus for that. Another minute in the sticks where the prime fashion consists of overalls with banjo accessories and I would have had Rhyhorn mush someone's face in.

Thanks to the information I have on Kalos, I have completed my checklist of things to do once I've settled in:

1) Buy new hat (if the store sells fedoras, make sure to bring the napalm).

2) Capture new Pokémon, preferably a Fairy-type and go to the next competitive tournament they have to feed on delicious nerd tears as their maxed-out EV dragons become useless.

3) Become immortal.

4) Take over the region and rule it with an iron hand until I'm bored with it. I'm thinking of giving it a millennium or so – keep the population happy by feeding them the rebelling ones.

5) Find a nice café to relax in, maybe taste that Kalos bread I've heard so much about."

Later that day, in Vaniville Town, southern Kalos...

"...and I swear, that Pikachu I saw made the weirdest noise! Like, it didn't sound right at all, it's like it was that mutant breed from Kanto or something!"

"Yeah, whatever, Shaunee!"

Shauna, Tierno and Trevor walked up the stairs to a Calem's bedroom, greeted by the boy himself who hurriedly turned off his computer screen.

"Oh, hi guys!" he stammered. "Ready for the game night, then?"

"You bet!" Tierno said enthusiastically. "Hope you're ready to get your asses kicked in Brawl! Oh, and I brought Just Dance 2! I can't wait to show you my new moves... Cal, where's your Wii?"

"Sorry, guys," Calem said, "but I sold that old hunk of junk already. I got a shiny new Wii U, though, so this is gonna be the best game night ever!"

"You only have one GamePad, though," Shauna pointed out.

"Pfft, duh! Do you have any idea how much those cost? We need to keep up and move to the next-gen, dudes! It's cool, though, you can watch me play the new Colorless Shooter Game! I'm totally owning those 12-year-olds today!"

"Well, yeah, but we bought those old Wiimotes together," Tierno said.

"Stop living in the past, man!" Calem said. "Trevor, what do you think?"

"..."

"See, Trevs agrees with me! So come on!"

But instead, the friends settled on watching a movie. This one was about a purple-haired girl who could communicate telepathically with Pokémon going on a journey through the Kanto region, with the gang laughing at their odd clothes and limited color palettes.

"Hey, you guys catch the new Unovan girl who moved to that house next door?" Tierno asked the others, who were mostly just staring at the screen with glazed eyes.

"...Unovan..." mumbled Trevor, speaking up for the first time since arriving. "Did she bring her shotgun and grenade launcher here to spread a message of freedom or something?"

As usual, Trevor was ignored.

"Nah, saw her mom and her Rhyhorn earlier, though," Calem said. "Nice piece of tail!"

Everyone stared at Calem.

"The mom!"

"Don't be a jerk, Calem!" Tierno said. "Shauna, didn't you say you knew something about her?"

"Oh, yeah, her mom has won like several Rhyhorn racing championships!" Shauna said, excited as always. "Ooh, and I forgot to tell you this, Calem, but on my vacation in Unova last week, I met the girl! I even persuaded her to move here! She was really nice."

"We're in the middle of nowhere, Shaunee," Calem said. "How'd you manage the daughter of a Rhyhorn-racing champion who's probably swimming in money to move all her stuff to this dump?"

"...you shall not speak ill of the home of my ancestors, you worthless maggot..."

"What's that, Trev?"

"...nothing, just curious about this new girl, too."

"Well, my parents insisted on taking the train from Nimbasa City to Anville Town," Shauna reminisced. "I kinda wandered off and got lost and ended up on some farm where this guy with a shotgun started chasing me... but the girl was able to fix the situation. I'll remember that day forever..."

"Well, tell us!" Tierno encouraged. "Don't leave out any details, not even specific parts of a conversation!"

"Yay!" Shauna cheered, with everyone focusing on her. "After that, she took me to the best restaurant in town..."

A week earlier, Anville Town, Unova

"This is really kind of you," Shauna told her savior. "And thanks for the food. I think I can keep most of that down. What's your name again?"

"Serena," the girl said with a smirk. "I'm sure you're used to better food in Kalos, so this is the least I can do. And don't worry about that farmer. We'll see how he chases tourists down in the future with no legs..."

"What?"

"Nothing," Serena said quickly. "Just remember, I own your soul now. Don't worry, I take good care of them. Kind of a hobby of mine."

Shauna stared at her for a while, then started giggling.

"Oh, you're so funny!" she squeed. "And I love that skirt! And that hat! You dress like a supermodel from Lumiose!"

"Yeah, my mom had some clothes sent to me from there, actually," Serena bragged. "Can you believe there's literally no place to buy clothes in this donkey-end of the region? Well, except the weekly swap meet, but given the average hygiene level in Anville..."

"Oh, you should totally visit Kalos!" Shauna said suddenly. "If you don't like it here, maybe you should move there! There's always room in my hometown, Vaniville! Oh, it would be super awesome to have a girl as a friend! I mean, I love Cal, Tierno and Trevs and all, but they're all really weird. Well Tierno is okay, I guess, except all he talks about is dancing and it gets really old. Oh, and Trevs knows the local professor personally, and he's gonna give us Pokémon and we're gonna go on a quest and stuff and maybe find out about Unova's famous legendary Pokémon!"

Serena, who had zoned out for most of Shauna's babbling, tuned in again and started rubbing her chin in interest.

"...go on," she said. "What Pokémon is this?"

"Well, we just call it the 'legendary Pokémon'", Shauna said quickly. "I don't think even Sycamore knows what it's called. But they say it has even more power than the mythical Gods of Sinnoh they talked about in those boring mythology classes in school - it can even make a person immortal!"

Serena suddenly reached over the table, grabbed Shauna by her shirt and pulled her closer.

"Where is this Vaniville Town?" she whispered. "No, better yet, come with me to meet my mom, and point it out on the map for me. She's been looking for a good place to move to and, uh, your town sounds really nice!"

"Oh, um... sure!" Shauna said nervously as Serena let her go. "Wait... does this mean we can become besties?"

"It sure does. You're gonna be my number one flunky. Uh, that's Unova slang for 'BFF'."

"Yay!"

~o~O~o~

"...she told me her mom retired from Rhyhorn racing a few years back," Shauna completed her story. "She used to be really rich, but she's also spent most of her money and there was also this really messy divorce case. So we told her that Pokémon racing is still a thing here in Kalos and that she can make a comeback here!"

"Uh huh, okay," Calem said. "But tell me this... would you say this Serena is hot?"

"Huh?"

"Come on, Shaunee, be a bro in this!"

"...I'm a girl, Cal."

"Yeah, I know, be a girl bro in this! I mean, tomorrow's the day we get our Pokémon, right?"

"Yeah, me and Trevs are gonna wake up bright and early and go visit Sycamore!" Tierno announced and slapped Trevor on the shoulder, causing him to wince.

"Well, we won't be much of an adventurer group without a fifth member, right?" Calem asked. "And this girl is the same age as us, isn't she? I say we take her along!"

"I already asked her," Shauna said, "but great idea, anyway! I think I'll go visit her in the morning."

"Yeah, we should go do that!" Calem said.

"Uh, I mostly meant myself..."

"We're so going there! And we'll make Serena a member of our gang, right Trevs?"

"...well, I-"

"See, Trevs agrees with me!"

The next morning, Serena's house

Though it was well past ten, Serena was still fast asleep in her wide, comfy bed, exhausted after the moving. She dreamed innocent young adult dreams about the bright future ahead of her, including people groveling at her feet, worshiping her like the queen of all creation that she was.

"...bow down to me..." she muttered in her sleep.

But she was torn cruelly back to reality as her mother's Fletchling flew upstairs and woke her up with its hemorrhage-inducingly loud singing. Serena reacted by grouchily picking up her alarm clock and throwing it at the Fletchling, stunning it briefly.

"Oh no, reality," Serena groaned sleepily. "Damn it, Fletchling, I thought you already got your last warning! This is Kalos, the land of it being okay to sleep in!"

Nonetheless, Serena got up, brushed her hair and changed out of her pajamas, looking outside as she admired the great fall weather, the trees dropping leaves of many beautiful colors on Vaniville Town square, where Serena envisioned the giant statue of her would be.

"Serena's journal:

Today's the day I begin my quest for glory. I'm honestly glad I'm in civilization at last. Not that this town feels significantly different from Anville. At least there's less gawking trainspotters and people actually dress like human beings, but I still can't wait to see Lumiose. I wonder if mom went to the store yet... I could use a croissant.

Anyway, my henchperson Shauna called me yesterday and said she wanted to introduce me to her friends. Just like that, my army will grow from one to four, and once I get my Pokémon, it'll grow immensely. Wonder what kinds live here, though, apart from that annoying Fletchling. Shauna told me about a Pokémon that was basically a key chain, but I'm pretty sure she was just being herself, 'cause that has to be bullsh-"

"It's over ten in the morning, honey!" yelled a voice from downstairs. "And there's some people waiting for you outside!"

"Thanks, mom!" Serena yelled back.

Oh yes... this region won't even know what hit it.

About an hour later, Serena and her mom finished their breakfast, deciding to let Shauna and her friend wait outside.

Serena's mom, Grace, burped loudly as she cleared the dishes. "Thanks for making breakfast, Melody-"

"Serena."

"Oh, right, Serena. Thanks for making breakfast, I haven't had time to go out and buy food yet. By the way, have you seen Fletchling? It was supposed to go to your room and make sure you don't laze in your bed all morning."

Serena burped too and rubbed her belly contentedly. "Something in my gut tells me we won't be seeing that annoying bird for a while. Anyway, once you get food, remember to pick up some croissants, and don't get any Unovan junk so we can 'feel at home'. Our cholesterol is high enough as it is."

"Of course, honey," Grace said absently as she turned on the TV and collapsed on the couch. "Now, go out and play with your friends now!"

"I'm 17, mom," Serena reminded.

"What's that?"

"Uh, nothing... bye!"

"Bye, Sally!"

Her hand on the doorknob, Serena turned to look at her mom, wondering how long it would be until she saw her again.

"Later, mom," she muttered. "When I'm the ruler of Kalos, you can have any city you want... except Lumiose."

As Serena stepped outside, ignoring the Rhyhorn sleeping on her front yard, she was instantly greeted by Shauna and a tall guy with dark hair wearing a blue jacket. Something about him seemed familiar – and irritating.

"Morning, Serena!" Shauna chirped in a voice that instantly reminded Serena of the Fletchling. "This is-"

"Mornin', there, neighbor!" Calem interrupted as he stepped in front of Shauna. "Welcome to Vaniville, and from what I've heard, welcome to Kalos. And wow, you're looking good today. My name is Calem, I live next door – hence, the 'neighbor'-"

"I got it," Serena deadpanned.

"-and this is Shauna, good friend of mine," he continued. "Friend of mine."

"She knows my name, Cal-"

"You know," Calem prattled on, "it's customary in Kalos to give a kiss as a greeting."

"Yeah, we do that in Unova, too, sort of," Serena said. "Only instead our lips, we use our elbows, knives, and occasionally grenade launchers. I'm tempted to and get mine from upstairs."

Calem wasn't sure how to respond, so Shauna piped in:

"Actually, we should head to Aquacorde Town. Tierno and Trevor are probably back by now and they have Pokémon for us."

So Serena, Shauna and Calem headed to the next town over, Serena wondering about the Pokémon she would pick, ignoring pretty much every question Shauna and Calem asked her, though both were too wrapped up in their own babbling to notice.

In Aquacorde Town, the trio met up with Tierno and Trevor in a café. Shauna was about to introduce them to Serena, but Calem got there first, telling about Tierno's skills on the dance floor and Trevor being a shy top student. Serena greeted them, evaluating them for slave potential – she would see how they'd handle their Pokémon. The position for her top flunky was already taken, though.

"Nice to meetcha!" Tierno said cheerfully. "Since we're all such good friends, we've given each other nicknames. You know, like Shaunee, Cal or Trevs. Being assigned a nickname is an ultimate act of friendship, I think."

"So what do they call you?" Serena asked.

"Just... just Tierno."

"Oh."

"Well, anyway," Tierno continued hastily. "Serena, Ser... how about 'Lady S'."

Ahh, so this guy gets it.

"What! No way?!" Shauna exclaimed dramatically, slamming her hands on the table for no adequate reason. "She's a Lil' S for sure!"

Shauna, you have to do better than that if you want a place by my side as we crush this region under my stylish boot!

"Maybe something else," Tierno muttered. "What's your second name?"

"Diane."

"All right!" Shauna said. "So I shall call you Lil' D!"

Calem snorted coffee out of his nose and had to hide his face behind his hat for several minutes, refusing to say why. Shauna clasped her hands over her mouth in realization.

"Serena's fine," Serena grumbled. "Unless you're willing to call me 'Queen of all Creation'."

"Arrogant Unovan," muttered Trevor, Serena hearing him talk for the first time. "Thinking she can just come here and step on my turf. This region shall be under the dominion of Trevor, and those mocked me shall pay!"

"Did you say something, Trevs?" Tierno wondered.

"...no, nothing," Trevor muttered shyly.

Wait, what?

"So, anyway," Shauna said obliviously. "Tierno, show us the Pokémon – I want to meet my new partner soon!"

"You got it!" Tierno said and placed a case containing three Poké Balls on the table. "Me and Trevor already got ours and you couldn't believe how surprised we were! I got a rad Corphish, and Trevor got this sweet Flabébe."

"With it I shall crush the Pokémon Champions and laugh as they put all their faith on the might of their Dragonite and Garchomp."

"Yeah, Fairy-types are the coolest!" Serena agreed.

"Well, go on and pick one!" Tierno said, hitting the buttons on all three Poké Balls.

Surprisingly enough, the three Pokémon were grass-, water- and fire-types, all tiny and none of them looking formidable enough to take on the region, much less the world.

The grass-type, Chespin, was cute enough – it was mostly brown, with a tough green shell on its back, covering its ears and the back of its head and extending all the way to its tail.

The water-type, Froakie, also got some 'aww' noises. It was mostly blue, shockingly enough, with big yellow eyes, a white 'cape' of sorts covering its back, making it look like it was covered in foam.

And the fire-type, Fennekin, was... was...

Serena gasped.

As I gazed at the big-headed Pokémon with yellow fur materialize on the table and yawn, blinking its big red eyes at me innocently, a indescribable feeling hit my heart. A sensation of a thousand different types of adorable filled the very essence of my being as I stared at the tufts of dark orange hair sticking out of its proportionally huge ears, its cute tail waggling so fast it made me want to grip it and squeeze just to feel how incredibly soft and smooth its fur was. The cuteness left me at a loss for words, unable to express the Pokémon's beauty in just mere words.

"THAT THING IS SO F***ING KAWAII!" Serena exclaimed.

"It's what now?" Tierno wondered.

"Oh, I couldn't possibly choose first," Calem said slimily and gazed at Serena. "I want to be cordial today, so ladies first."

"Cool!" Shauna exclaimed. "I'll have, umm..."

"I meant Serena."

"...oh."

"Aren't you putting me at a disadvantage by letting me choose first?" Serena noted.

Calem just stared at Serena, a slight frown on his face.

"Your point being?"

"Ah, screw it!" Serena said, pushed Calem aside and grabbed the Fennekin and its Poké Ball in her arms – its fur was extravagantly soft – and hugged it. "I'll have the Fennekin!"

"Then I'll have Chespin!" Shauna chirped and picked up the grass-type. "We really fit together - the two of us are just way-ay-ay too cute!"

"And I'll have Froakie!" Calem said, tapping the water-type with its Poké Ball, signaling his ownership. "Man, I can't wait to max our your EV's and go kick some kindergartener butt! I bet they'll cry!"

"Well, how about some nicknames then?" Serena suggested and held the Fennekin high in her arms, the Fennekin beaming as Serena scratched it behind its ears. "How about... Mozilla?"

The group gave out a collective groan, except for Shauna, who was too busy playing pattycake with her new Chespin.

"That was terrible," Trevor grumbled.

"Yeah, you know what, the heck with nicknames!" Serena said cheerfully. "Once we've taken over this land, you'll be the Fennekin!"

"So, now what, guys?" Tierno asked, ignoring what Serena just said. "I guess the standard ritual of adulthood? We go out on a journey with no adult supervision, little money and a low-level Pokémon as the only thing between us and wild Pokémon, criminals and weird dudes in the bushes?"

"Sounds awesome!" Calem said, nodding in agreement. "Because no matter who we are or where we come from, we all have a dream, and thanks to the magic of the Pokémon world, we have a good chance to make those dreams come true!"

"Unless your dream is to live in a world without Pokémon," Trevor muttered.

"What's your dream, Trevs?" Calem asked suddenly.

Trevor blushed madly and stammered a bit when faced with a direct question all of a sudden and seemed to shrink several inches as he stared at the ground, replying as quietly as ever:

"To do what Professor Sycamore asked us to do in the first place, not that you cognitively inferior beings would know," Trevor mumbled. "To complete the vessel of all knowledge, the PokéDex, and become the new Professor Hunky McGorgeous! And then, the universe will be mine..."

"Sounds good, Trevs!" Calem said and gave him a thumbs up. "I'm sure if you train your Sunkern to the max, you'll achieve that goal in no time."

"Flabébe," Trevor corrected.

"I, on the other hand, want to become the world's greatest Pokémon master!" Calem announced and stood up in his chair to make sure everyone, even curious bystanders, would see and hear him. "The names of Champions live on even centuries after their reigns are over: Lance, Steven, Wallace, Cynthia, Alder, Iris, Diantha and that quiet kid from Pallet whose name I can't remember right now! I want my name etched right besides those behemoths and show my awesome power to this region! They won't even know what hit 'em!"

"Come down from there, dumbass, you're making a scene," Serena said flatly.

"Oh, right, sorry."

"I just want..." Tierno caught Serena's eyes. "Um, promise you won't laugh, Serena?"

"No."

"Well, I'll tell you anyway, I guess," Tierno said and took a deep breath. "I... I want to use Pokémon to create the world's greatest dance team!"

Serena didn't laugh or even smile, just looked at a wary Tierno contemplatively, stroking her chin in thought.

"Is there money and power to be made from that?" she asked.

"Huh? Uh, yeah, possibly..."

"And will dancing make your Pokémon stronger, more agile or just otherwise superior?"

"I think so, yeah."

"Then I approve," Serena said.

"I think it's great that you guys have dreams!" Shauna piped in, having exhausted her Chespin already. "And I want to help you achieve them! The way I see it, having this adventure is my dream! I don't care what else happens, as long as we all have fun and make some good memories! What about you, Serena?"

"I told you back in Unova already, but as long as the whole gang of potentially great trainers and Trevor are here, I might as well fill you in..."

Serena cleared her throat.

"Somewhere in this region, is a Pokémon that grants the power of eternal life. With it, I can become the ruler of all creation, but I'll start from Kalos first. If you play your cards right, the four of you can become my loyal subordinates who can help me round up all who oppose me, presenting the inhabitants of Kalos with a simple choice: join me or perish in the flames of the new world we're building!"

But as Serena finished her rant, Calem was too busy fiddling with the PokéDex Trevor had given him, listing out loud about the best move combinations and abilities to use and how anyone who used anything else was clearly doing it wrong, Trevor himself sitting quietly, apparently zoning out. Tierno was practicing a new dance move with his Corphish while Shauna was half-listening and half-playing with her Chespin.

"That sounds great, Ser!" Shauna said. "I know we're about to become best friends."

"...I hate you all."

"Oh, by the way," Tierno said suddenly and took a sealed envelope from his bag, giving it to Serena. "The rest of us have permissions to go, but before we head towards Santalune City, take this to your mom. It's from Professor Sycamore himself."

"It smells like aftershave," Serena complained, but put the letter in her bag, anyway.

"Oh, like the man your man could smell like, it does," Calem observed. "The same brand I'm wearing now, by the way."

"No wonder I felt nauseous through this entire time," Serena remarked.

"Oh, you guys," Tierno laughed, making a heart-shape with his fingers and looking at Serena and Calem through them. "You're like my new OTP!"

"I swear I'll burn you all," Serena said. "But now, I have to go take this letter. Wait for me here."

As Serena pushed Calem away so hard that he and his chair fell on the ground, Serena returned Fennekin to its Poké Ball and started walking back towards Vaniville Town. But before Serena got away, Shauna chased after her, calling her name all the while.

"What is it?!" Serena snapped at her.

"Just one thing before you go!" Shauna said cheerfully. "You're going to be my opponent in my Pokémon battling début!"

"...you want to battle," Serena said flatly. "Your Chespin against my Fennekin. For realsies?"

"For real realsies!" Shauna exclaimed. "Please?"

"Well, hey, if you insist..."

Soon enough, the air became thick with the smell of burning leaves, the streets of Aquacorde Town suddenly filled with the rattling of flames, Shauna calling out for her Chespin and Serena's insane laughter.

~o~O~o~

Location: A plane, en route to the Kalos region

A private plane owned by the Unova Pokémon League had departed from the airport at Mistralton City, piloted by gym leader Skyla herself. Most of the passengers were bodyguards and security agents with their Fighting-type Pokémon, the security headed by Looker, the hard-boiled, globe-trotting detective of the International Police in the middle of one of his most serious cases yet. He was sitting with his arms crossed and eyes closed, trying to come up with the best dramatic monologue for his memoirs:

As we soar across the Unova sky, the smog in air as dark as the depths of my very soul, tainted by what I have seen, and what I have been forced to do. All in the name of justice. But what is justice? A mere word, an abstract concept that changes between times and places. It is right for us humans to trap creatures in capsules and pit them against each other while calling ourselves the upholders of truth, justice and the Unovan way? May I ever again see the beautiful eyes of my wife as my feet touch Kalosian soil? I'm thinking I will, once she sends them in the mail.

Don't worry, dear Croagunk. You shall be avenged, as I will find the culprit that terrorized our land and tore your companionship away from me, away from this world and its many sorrows. The culprit, yes, a young woman, possibly Kalosian, must remember to investigate further. I wonder if they sell good croissants in this plane-

"Damn it!" Looker exclaimed.

"Got sidetracked again?"

"Oh, m-my apologies, ms. Champion! Did I wake you up?"

On the seat across Looker was Iris, the young purple-haired and maroon-eyed Champion of Unova, who was attempting to get adjusted to her humongous, pink, frilly ceremonial dress. As pretty as it was, Iris would never wear it in casual situations, but this was her first true responsibility as the new Champion: she had been asked to visit the Kalos region.

"Take it easy, Looker, it's all right," Iris giggled. "How could I sleep at a time like this, anyway! I can't believe we're going to Kalos! I've heard so much about it! You lived there, right?"

"I'm a man with no roots, ms. Champion," Looker answered in a rough voice. "In the end, a country, a region, it's nothing more than a land of mass to me, arbitrarily defined by the ones who pull the strings of this sad world-"

"You're doing it again," Iris said.

"Sorry, ma'am!" Looker said, his voice suddenly rising a few octaves. "Yeah, I still have family there – I think. But just remember, we're not doing this for fun! It's been years, but we've finally obtained a lead on the greatest criminal Unova has ever faced. The world will not know peace until she has been apprehended and removed from the public for good."

"Okay, well you take care of that!" Iris beamed. "The first thing I'm doing is hitting a restaurant in Lumiose City and eating until I'm on the verge of throwing up!"

"Not that this is my business, but could you take this a bit more seriously, ma'am?"

"I am, trust me," Iris said, not smiling anymore. "But I spent months learning the language, customs, geography and biology of that region, and as fun as it was, I'm not letting that go to waste. Remember, though: this is just a ceremonial visit to ensure co-operation between Unova and Kalos in the future."

"Of course," Looker said hastily. "But... off the record?"

"Off the record," Iris promised.

"That girl," Looker said, squeezing the armrests of his seat and clenching his teeth, "that Serena... is going down."


A/N: Hello, dear hypothetical readers, and welcome to 'Heroes of Kalos Abridged'. As I'm sure this site will be filled with novelizations and different versions of the X and Y games, I figured I'd do a little spoof of the story and fanfiction in general. Some characters are as they are in the games, while others are given a more, well, creative spin. This story doesn't really have romance, but everyone are free to ship anyone they want. All interpretations are valid, and there might be some Ship Tease. Many characters are more than meets the eye, especially Serena, who is not JUST a sarcastic fire-obsessed fashionista about to take over the world - though she is that, too. Same goes for, Calem, even if it may seem like I made him an unbearable guy in here, it will all make sense later... or not.

Overall, though we loosely follow the plot of X/Y here, especially at first, there will be plenty of surprises. The tone of the story is mostly comedic, but that doesn't mean we don't have some drama stored for you as well. Hold on to your hats, if you have them.

This fic will be clean and adhere to the rating. Despite my jokes, I'm not in the interest of insulting or offending anyone like some 'comedies' are. I just hope you'll have fun reading this! And enjoy! Feedback is welcome, positive or negative

This has been a non-profit fan-based parody, please buy lots of Pokémon merchandise.