Chapter time! With only eighteen contestants, I'm actually psyched!
The challenge may be short but interactions are the main focus here.
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Competing:
Boys : Atticus - Breon - Clay - Izaya - Luther - Napstaton - Otis - Quentin - Serall
Girls : Ashley - Azure - Comf - Icy - Juvia - Meowzer - Sophia - Sora - Vivian
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The first room from the door to the interior of the school is a long hallway. The hallway has dim lighting and the wallpaper is torn off. The floor is made out of loose floorboard so there's gaps, enough for a foot to fall through.
Ashley coughs with a irritated expression as she followed the hosts. "This school looks really crappy."
"It's not that bad," pointed out Luther, smiling weakly.
"Negatory, Luther," retorted Azure with a frown. "I nearly fell through the gaps for about fifteen times now and we've been walking through this hallway for thirty minutes and we haven't even found any rooms!"
"Stop complaining. We apologize for the poor conditions of this school but at least, it would be worth it if you win it," said Nihilego, annoyed with everyone's complaints.
The contestants all grumbled as they continued following the hosts.
To everyone's relief, the hallway diverges into two ahead one to the left and one to the right.
As Serall was about to take the path to the right, Nihilego stops her.
"Serall, be patient." Nihilego chided the Kommo-o. "I still have to explain the challenge!"
"C-challenge time, already? But we've just arrived," Clay points out, shaking in fear.
"Weeell. This challenge would kill two birds with one stone. First, it would get the first challenge over with. Secondly, it will help you guys explore the place," explained Nihilego.
"Wow! You planned ahead," remarked Icy.
"Whatever. Onto the challenge. First and foremost, there won't be an elimination," revealed Nihilego.
"So what's the point of the challenge then?" Sora questioned, furrowing a brow.
"For the rewards that I would announce after the challenge," answered Nihilego. "Poipole, please explain the challenge details."
The small Ultra Beast nodded as he takes out a piece of paper. He then reads it contents aloud. "The first challenge will be a scaveger hunt but there are only two objects to be found, both of which are eggs, one colored red and the other blue. The first two contestants to bring an egg to us win the rewards. Give the blue egg to Nihilego and the red egg to me." Poipole pauses, pouting at Nihilego. "Awwww. I wanted a purple egg."
"That's what the producers wrote specifically on the challenge details," scoffed Nihilego, rolling her eyes. "Blue and red eggs."
"Boooooo!" complained Poipole childishly.
"I don't know… I like blue and red more than purple, to be honest." Juvia commented with an innocent smile.
"And I just like winning." Serall grunted, crossing his arms. "So let's just get this challenge started!"
Nihilego nodded, procuring a starting pistol. "And get ready… get set… GOOOOOO!"
The loud sound of the pistol signalled everyone to scattered.
"Okay… time for some private time then." Nihilego sighed with a smile.
She then notices something… Breon was still there, just standing around with a bored expression.
"Why are you still here?!" Nihilego questions the Vikavolt, narrowing her eyes. "Shouldn't you be doing the challenge?"
Breon shrugged with an uncaring expression. "I don't actually care. This is just a reward challenge. I should be saving my energy for an actual challenge where my safety is at risk."
"Ookay," said Nihilego, awkwardly turning away from the Vikavolt.
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Breon frowned at the camera. He shakes his head as he mumbles, "Meh. I don't care much about the reward… or anything lately."
He then growls at the camera. "And I'm obviously not going to talk about my problems in a janitor's closet!"
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Luther sighs as he twiddles his fingers. His head is cocked down but his eyes occasionally make eye contact with the camera. "I feel disappointed, to be honest. If I had enough materials, I could've built an egg detecting radar…" He then looks up, shuddering. "And I'm also disappointed that inventing might be the only thing I'm good at..."
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Juvia smiles at the camera. "I like eggs. I watched a documentary once with eggs and"
The confessional gets cut off.
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Inside a classroom, Azure and Comf are both searhing for eggs.
The classroom looks really standard. Sixteen desks and chair. A dusty chalkboard. An intercom and PA system. A weird monitor. A teacher's desk with three drawers with similar sizes and a rotting apple on it. A small stool near it. Just a standard classroom.
Azure is by the teacher's desk, writing down notes, discerning if she should check the drawers. "Hmmm… should I check the drawers or not? There's 13.78 percent chance that there's a spider waiting in there… waiting to take my eye out." The teacher's pet shudders as she flips her notebook close. She shook her head. "No worries. I can do this! I have straight As on my side!"
Comf, who was checking the desks, heard everything Azure said. The Comfey scoffs, rolling her eyes. "You're all talk. You have to do do do!"
Azure weakly frowns at the fellow Fairy type. "From what I remembered, you're not that liked. You're just digging your grave even further!"
"Pffft. Who cares?! I have skills!" Comf rebuted, smugly closing her eyes. Seconds later, she slowly reopens them, smiling weakly. "Do you wanna align with me, Azure?"
Azure deadpans. "After you just insulted me?! Heavens no!" The Marill then opens the top drawer on the teacher's desk, coughing from the dust the drawer releases. She then shows a look of bewilderment. "Uck! Cobwebs! This m-means a spider lurks…"
Comf rolls her eyes. "I have asthma yet I'm the one being unaffected here."
"Not my fault that you might be uncivilized!" huffed Azure, sifting through the the drawer. A red blush suddenly forms on her face as she takes out a CD. "Pornography for the young masses? Why would a teacher even have this?!"
"Oooh! Gimme!" enthused Comf, floating over to the Marill. She's grinning as she swinpes the CD from the mouse. "Yes! Finally! Some entertainment in this fucking hellhole!"
"Why would anyone even want to watch something so indecent?" Azure asked the Comfey, face turning green in disgust as she shudders.
"You're missing out, dude," snickered Comf, floating back to where she was searching. Azure is currently gagging from Comf's erattic behavior.
"Y-you're really messed up. I would rather not talk with you anymore," muttered Azure, closing the top drawer and moving onto the middle drawer. She cautiously opens it to find a brown envelope, neatly placed inside.
"Hm? What is this?" Azure murmurs, grabbing the envelope. "Is something in it?"
"Did you find more porn?" Comf, who was turned away from her, questioned her. "You're mumblin'. And if I recall, whenever you mumble, you know somethin' important."
"I didn't find any CDs! And if I did find anything important, I won't tell you." Azure bluntly told Comf, placing the envelope back in the middle drawer, closing it.
Comf sighs, turning to her. "Okay then…" She then sneers at the Marill. "But if I find out that you're hidin' somethin', I'm killing you myself."
Azure gulps as she nods. "Understood."
Comf furrows a brow in suspicion before shaking her head. She then grins creepily. "Okay! Next topic is alliance! Form an alliance with me!"
"You just asked literally five minutes ago and I refused," pointed out Azure, crossing her arms. "If I did accept, my reputation will uhh… fall rockbottom since… aligning with a bitch is a bad idea."
"You're a bitch," fumed Comf, annoyed by Azure's words. "I'll make you regret not forming an alliance with me!"
"I doubt that." Azure mumbled, mouth muffled with her notebook. "I currently have one out of eighteen chance of winning this. Me being in an alliance with you would lower the odds to negative one hundred out of eighteen chance. Simple statistics."
"That didn't make sense!" growled Comf, looking as if she wants to pummel Azure.
The Marill gulps in fear as she hides behind the desk, out of Comf's line of vision. "I hate it when I'm right."
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"C-Comf can't touch me! Beating other contestants will just screw her over! I mean, l-look at what happened to Meowzer!" Azure states, shivering in fear.
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In a similar classroom, Quentin and Meowzer are searching for eggs.
Quentin is sitting on one of the chairs, drawing the map of the school with a bored expression with his finger on the dusty desk. On the other hand, Meowzer is groaning as she lied on the floor near the chalkboard.
"Hnmm… Maudanturf High School. A school between Verdanturf and Mauville with a fucking weirdass name." Quentin says to himself. "From the entrance, there's a long hallway. Then diverging paths. Since the headmaster of this fucking school appreciates symmetry, I can safely assume that there's a classroom on both paths… then the paths will converge again."
"What are you doing, dude?" Meowzer asks the Sylveon, holding her head in pain. "Won't it be more effective if you just search for the eggs." The Meowstic musters a smile. "I expect that the rewards would be veeeery grooooovy."
"How did you even trip?" Quentin asked, mustering a smile as he attempts to keep up with his facade.
"I'm always tripping, duuuude. You should try it. It's groovy," said Meowzer groggily, chuckling eerily between words. She then giggles. "I have moooore."
"I uhhh… don't want to end up in a stoned state," answered Quentin, smiling weakly.
"Awww. Party pooper. Back to business. Why're you uttering placey thingies?" Meowzer asks the Sylveon, furrowing a brow.
"Oh! Well. Scavenger hunts are actually the norm in these things. Seeing as I was a former host, I know their games. I think I know where they're hiding the eggs," explained Quentin innocently.
"Oh. That's cool, I guess," muttered Meowzer with a frown. She then deadpans. "Why is your smile so fake too, dude?"
Quentin's left eye just twitches.
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Izaya is currently flying through the right hallway, searching for the egg. He expected that the two hallways would converge when he arrives at the convergence point. There's a door here.
"I actually expected a bigger challenge," shrugged Izaya as he was about to push open the door.
Then he turns around, eyes narrowed. "I know that you're out there, Vivian."
The Roserade smiles weakly as she emerges from the dark. She waves at the Crobat. "Hey."
Izaya deadpans. "Why are you following me?"
"Uhhh…" The Roserade starts to blush in embarrassment. She strokes her cheek as she attempts to think up of an excuse. She isn't that confident around other people outside her persona so talking with anyone is hard for her. "I just want to follow you since I f-feel that you would lead me to the egg!"
Izaya's eyes shift to the side as he sighs, "I don't actually care. I can trust you unlike some others here…"
Vivian's eyes lit up as her heart skips a beat. "R-really?! Oh t-thank you, Izaya! I promise not to worry you!"
The Roserade then furrows a brow as she cocks her head to the side. She then asks the Crobat, "Uh… on another n-note, where's Juvia? You two seem so close. I expected that you two were looking for the eggs together."
"Oh. Juvia wanted to be more independent and look for the eggs alone," explained Izaya with a worried frown. He then growls, "If anyone tries to hurt her, I will!"
Vivian giggles as she wraps an arm around the bat, who furrows a brow, "I love your dynamic with Juvia. It's so cute! Muahahaha! But don't think that I'll spare you both just because of that…" Vivian pauses, removing her arm, turning away then she turns back to Izaya, smiling weakly. "Uh… maybe, I'm tempted to spare you." The Roserade then cackles awkwardly, "BECAUSE YOU BOTH ARE THE DISCIPLES OF CHAOS!"
Izaya can't help but smile at the Roserade's many quirks. It somewhat reminds him of Juvia. He then shakes his head, stiffening his expression as he points at the dark. "Icy. Show yourself. I know you're listening in on us."
A long sigh can then be heard, to Vivian's confusion. Seconds later, Icy emerges from the shadows with a frown, arms crossed.
"Wow. You had the n-nerve to make me feel that I was successful in spying on you guys," blustered Icy, frowning at Izaya.
"Why were you even following me?" Izaya asked the Froslass with a nonchalant expression.
Icy quickly looks away, twiddling her fingers as she thought of a worthy excuse.
"You do know that you just said earlier that you were spying on us." Izaya bluntly pointed out to the Froslass. He then growls, "If you're going to do something funny, I would-"
Vivian shakes her head as she shushes the Crobat. She then turns to Icy, deadpanning, "WHY WERE YOU CREEPING UP ON CHAOS, YOU BASIC CRETIN?!"
"C-cretin?!" Icy cringes at the villain's words. She tries to clench a fist at the Roserade but fails. "W-well! You're just a wannabe!"
"W-what?!" Vivian croaks out, left eye twitching.
Izaya scoffs, rolling his eyes. He then finishes pushing the door open before flying into the room.
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"Vivian is delusional," admitted Izaya with a deadpan expression. A small smile then creeps from the side of his mouth. "But… she's loyal and actually amicable to talk to."
He then chuckles, "And she's far more tolerable than the others here."
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Vivian pouts as she's holding a big cardboard box. She tips it over to reveal small homemade bombs. "Okay. This will be my secret weapon in defeating Icy!" She then points at the ceiling with a growl. "That's what you get for defying Chaos!"
"Don't detonate any bombs, Vivian!" Nihilego's voice rang from outside.
The Roserade sighs, hugging her knees. "Nihilego's a spoilsport…"
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"It's obvious that Vivian and Izaya has an alliance," commented Icy, shuddering. "But… I should not delve deeper. Izaya has killed people and Vivian's nuts."
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Luther huffs as he pushes open a door to find a classroom. The classroom, where Comf and Azure were earlier.
Luther looks around, examining the classroom. He then sighs in relief as he then finds out that he was alone. The Trubbish was not good at talking to others… and his first impression on the newbies… are not exactly positive.
Luther then wobbles to the teacher's desk to look for the egg then. As he hobbles to his destination, he then notices something strange behind the desk. A grate close to the floor.
"This must be the school's ventilation system…" muttered Luther as he continues to approach the teacher's desk.
He notices the drawers.
He decided to check the top drawer first, coughing from the dust collecting inside the drawer. "Dang. How long has this school been abandoned?"
Unluckily for the Trubbish, the other drawers are both empty. Luther sighs, shaking his head as he closes the bottom drawer. "Well… can't say I expected this but yeah… I expected this. The hosts won't make it that easy…"
"Groooovy dude. I talk to myself tooooo," came a groggy voice.
Luther's eyes widened as he turns to the direction of the voice. The usually stoned Meowstic has entered the room, drowsily examining her surroundings.
This hits Luther really hard. He's still guilty from what happened last season. It was all his fault. He was the one who…
Luther cringes at the feline walks over to him. "H-hello Meowzer."
"'Suuup," the Meowstic rasps in reply as she inhales a puff of smoke, sighing in pleasure. She grins as she offers a joint to the inventor. "Want one? I've got more so no biggie."
Luther politely shakes his head. "S-sorry, but I need to focus if I w-want to find any of the eggs."
"Hmmmm?" Meowzer hums, slightly irrirating the trash bag. "But there aren't even any eggs here…"
"How would you know?!" scoffed Luther, frowning at the feline. "You just entered the room!"
"..."
The Meowstic is now lying, face first, on the floor. "Owww…"
"... how?" muttered Luther, rubbing the back of his head with a confused expression.
"Duuuuuude. I feel sooooooo fucking trippy," moaned Meowzer, voice slightly muffled. "Heeeeelp me out, Luthee!"
Luther's left eye slightly twitches. "Uhhh… probably not. You lying down, would greatly improve my chances in winning."
"Bummer dude," groaned Meowzer, raising her limbs then flailing them around cutely.
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"Ughh… Meowzer… might be the only one other than Comf here that I can't stand…" breathed Luther, twiddling his fingers nervously. The Trubbish smiles weakly as he faces the camera. "Errr… so don't think I'm hurting h-her… yeah!"
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"The Trubbish dude is kinda chill," commented Meowzer, leaning on the side of the confessional. "I think I like him."
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Atticus yawns as he just walks through the hallway… really really slowly. He was quickly overtaken by Quentin minutes ago.
The Alolan Vulpix stops as he notices a turn in the hallway ahead. "Hmmm?"
"Stop calling me, c-cretin!" came a quiet voice. Atticus quickly knew that it belonged to Icy.
"Uhhh… stop fighting you two, I wanna check out the room," came another voice. It belonged to Sora.
"Females should be more mature!" growled another voice, which seems to belong to Sophia. "Weell… except Sora and Ashley. Traitors!"
Atticus furrows a brow as he peeks from the hallway to check what was happening.
Sophia, Sora, Icy and Vivian were all situated in front of a large door. They seem to be involved in a heated argument.
"You're way more immature than me, Sophia!" hissed Sora, waving a wing at the fossil Pokemon. "The way you're acting to males give us women a bad image."
"Blasphemy! You're just a spy for the males, aren't you?!" Sophia quarells.
Icy then deadpans, "Just leave, you two. Vivian and I were arguing."
"I wasn't arguing!" Vivian refuted with a frown. "You were spying on me and Izaya!"
"Ughh…" groaned Sora, face-winging.
"... also Icy… you do realize that we're blocking the door. That's why Sophia and Sora can't pass through," added Vivian.
"How did Quentin, Otis and Clay make it through then?!" Icy questions the Roserade, jabbing her in the nose.
Atticus just rolls his eyes as he emerges from his hiding place. He approaches the girls with a bored expression.
"Oh great. A male," huffed Sophia, rolling her eyes.
"I'm not here to ruin your petty catfight," drawled Atticus. "I'm just here to pass."
Sora nods as she turns to the Froslass with a scowl. "Yeah! Let me pass too! I have a challenge to win!"
"A TRAITOR LIKE YOU SHOULDN'T WIN THIS!" Sophia seethes, stopping his front legs violently.
The ground shook a little, startling Vivian.
"Please… don't do that," murmured Vivian, paling a bit.
"Fine! But only since a female asked me to…" grumbled Sophia, calming down a bit.
Icy just musters a smile. "Uhhh… I guess… we can end this petty feud, Vivian. We have a challenge to do."
Vivian nods in agreement. "Yep."
"Okay then! Let's do this!" Sora intones with a deternined smirk.
And so, Vivian pushes the door open. Vivian, Icy and Sophia walk through the door, into the next room. Before Sora can follow, Atticus stops her.
Sora groans as she turns to Atticus, wings folded. "What was that for?! I still have to win this!"
"I have… a simple proposal for you," explained Atticus with a yawn.
"I suppose it's an alliance, right?" guesses Sora, rolling her eyes.
Atticus blinks… before sneering at the Staraptor. "No." He then yawns once more, irritating Sora. "I just want to uhh… accompany you for the challenge "
"Wut?" Sora queries, narrowing her eyes in suspicion "Are you gonna sabotage me or something?"
The Alolan Vulpix shakes his head as he takes out his notepad. "No. I mean, look at me. I'm obliviously pathetic. Besides, I think you may be the only person I can trust here… weird, right? Feels nostalgic for some reason…"
"AND QUENTIN AND AZURE WINS THE CHALLENGE!" then came a voice from the loudspeakers.
"Dammit," grumbled Sora with a frown.
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The eighteen are now gathered at a large empty schoolyard, staring at the two hosts in anticipation.
"How did the two win the challenge… so early too?!" Serall grumbles with a scowl. "It should've been me!"
"Weeell… they checked the egg cartons in the cafeteria," explained Nihilego with a weak smile. "And uhh… Quen-"
"That was kinda rushed… the challenge, I mean," commented Clay, smiling weakly.
Nihilego sighed. "Whatever… this is just the first… ahem. As I was saying, the reward for winning is the chance to pick your teams. That is all... you may now go. You'll be sleeping in individual rooms."
The camera pans above the schoolyard. The yard is between two large buildings.
"You came from the school building. The other building contains a lot! For now, you may access the first floor, which contains two hallways, one for eah gender and nine rooms each," added Poipole with a warm smile. "Now go! Have fun!"
The contestants all exchange a look before going in their seperate ways.
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The challenge is meant to be short and rushed… this is where it gets steamy!
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"Yes! I'm a team captain! I can choose whoever I think will be perfect for my future alliance!" Azure remarks, pumping a fist.
She then twiddles her fingers nervously. "Uhhh… to be frank, I just saw Quentin getting an egg so I followed him… but whatever, a win's a win."
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"This is too predictable," commented Quentin with a frown. "I actually prefer a better reward though. Teams are… meh."
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Ashley is seated at a table with Icy. The two are currently in the cafeteria, a location not yet seen on camera before, catching up.
The cafeteria was quite basic. It has rows of tables and chairs. And there are three doors here. One to the kitchen, another to the schoolyard and the last to the classrooms.
"Soo Icy, how's it going?" Ashley queries the ghost. "I know that we aren't close and… I kinda caused your elimination last time but I'm quite curious."
"Uhhh… oh… not much… just life," answered Icy with a bored expression. It seems like she's not even listening to the cottonweed.
Ashley then huffs, propping her hands down to her hips. "Hey Icy! I know that you aren't even listening! This conversation is getting too one-sided."
"Oh… I'm just thinking…" sighed Icy, looking more downtrodden than ever. "It's about that new girl… Vivian, was it?"
"Oh! Is she the one who killed someone?!" Ashley questioned, perking up a bit.
"Yeah," answered Icy, eyes shifting to the side. "I really hate her… it's obvious that she might be in leagues with Izaya."
"Oh! Why don't we ally together then? For safety!" suggested Ashley, rubbing the back of her head sheepishly. "We can get Luther too."
Icy's expression brightens to this. "Ooh! That's actually a good idea, Ashley!" She then giggles. "I just really want Izaya, Juvia, Vivian or Quentin to love ASAP!"
Ashley blinks as she snickers weakly. "What? Why them? Juvia, Izaya and I are pretty close… I consider them my friends."
"I've been… thinking about it… maybe they should leave early since they're rich…" explained Icy nonchalantly.
"But that's exactly what Comf said!" huffed Ashley, clenching her fists defensively. Ashley sighs as she slouches on her chair. "You do know that anything Comf says or do… is really bad," the Whimsicott added. "So please… don't do this, dude."
"Ashley… you made it to the finale last time… after coattaling Septh," muttered Icy, face contorting in irritation. "I… didn't even make it past the merge…"
The Whimsicott sighs, standing up from her chair. She approaches the lonely Froslass, giving her a sympathetic pat on the back. "I understand, Icy… but you don't have to bitter about it. At least, you weren't a meat puppet for a crazy meteor last time."
Icy chuckles a little with a bemused expression. "Y-yeah… you're right. I shouldn't abandon my morals… Luther would always calm me down whenever I get really… angry… so thank you, Ashley."
Ashley smiles, hands on her hips. "You're welcome! See Ace! I can be a good moral support!"
Icy giggles at the Whimsicott's words. "You're amusing, Ashley." She then stops, furrowing a brow. "And on another note, how's Ace?"
"He's fine, I guess," responded Ashley, shrugging. She then shudders. "But… we're both still terribly afraid of Meowzer."
"I understand," said Icy, crossing her arms as the Whimsicott returns to her seat. "Meowzer is quite… how do I say this… unstable."
"Yeah…" murmured Ashley, cocking her head down a little. Seconds later, she lifts her head with a smile. "Oooh! I have a great idea!"
Icy sighs, furrowing a brow, "Is this plan potentially going to endanger anyone?"
Ashley gapes at Icy's words. "Wha?!" She then shakes her head, flailing her stubby arms around. "No no. I just wanna arrange some sort of a get together… just us veterans," she explains to the Ice Type.
"Even scum like Meowzer and Comf?!" scoffed Icy incredulously.
"Well… yeah," Ashley manages to croak out weakly with a sheepish smile.
"Ashley… I like you but… inviting those two… ugghhh," groaned Icy with a look of distaste. "And to add insult to injury, I'm not keen on mingling with Izaya and Juvia as well."
"Ouch," exclained the Whimsicott, wincing a bit. "Think more positive, dude."
"... fine…" Icy sighs in defeat, to Ashley's satisfaction. "Where would this happy gathering take place?"
"Here," declared Ashley with a grin.
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"I consider Ashley a friend… but she should really make better decisions," admitted Icy with a sigh. "But I guess… I should mend my relationships with the others… just so I can see them as an ally…"
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"Wowie. For a former shy girl, Icy sure can hold a grudge," commented Ashley, chuckling nervously. "Thankfully, Luther is here to get her on the right track."
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Clay is currently at the female's side of the other building. Creepily, none of the girls were walking about.
The wall is painted pink and there are five doors, each side, so in total… ten. Nine of the doors had nameplates on them while a lone door… is actually rottng a bit. Clay recognizes it as the door to the janitor closet.
As Clay was about to leave the hall, Azure enters the hallway.
The Marill is carrying a box of supplies, that she might've brought along with her.
She stops as she passes by the Timburr. With a wide smile forming on her face, she turns to Clay.
"Hey Clay! First boot last season. A Timburr. Physical threat but foolish!" Azure greeted the veteran, one hand outstretched.
Clay furrows a brow as he hesitantly shakes the little mouse's hand. "Uhh… hi?" He begins to rub the back of his with a confused expression. "Did I something wrong?"
Azure shakes her head with a weak smile. "No no. I just need you help."
"Uhhh… sure. I help my master a lot," murmured Clay, confused expression still intact.
"Oh goodie!" cheered Azure.
"Uhhh… help you with what, exactly?" Clay asks the mouse.
Azure giggles as her eyes suddenly lights up, "Meowzer therapy, of course!"
"Wut..?" queried Clay, narrowing his eyes in suspicion.
"Oh! Weell… Meowzer intrigues me… and maybe, examining and researching her would calm my nerves," explained Azure.
"That sounds freaky…" said Clay, shuddering a bit. "Also, won't Meowzer be annoyed by that?"
"Nope. Meowzer's in stoner mode at the moment and she seems to be oblivious to outside forces," pointed out Azure, puffing her cheeks.
"Oh…" muttered Clay, scratching his head.
Azure deadpans as her shoulders sag lower. "Cllllllaaaay, this is why you were booted off first last time."
"Huh?" asked Clay, cocking his head to the side. "Oh… that… master punished me… still hurts till this moment. And also… why your nerves not calm? You won."
"I did… but Comf is annoying me with her grotesque personality!" Azure seethes, trying her best to keep her cool. She shudders. "And her porn of the softcore type is really… graphical."
"Eh?" Clay queries, furrowing a brow. "I don't follow."
"Auggggh! Get a clue, good sir! If you keep acting like this, you will get the boot first again!" Azure warned the fighter.
"..." Clay's left eye slightly twitches. "Uhhh… talk about something else please…"
"Oh sure! I was supposed to ask for help from you!" chirped Azure with a smile.
"Uhhh… why?"
"I need you to break down Meowzer's door," requested Azure, gesturing to a door with Meowzer's name on the nameplate. "I uhhh… am not good with lockpicking."
"But… isn't trespassing bad?" Clay pointed out with a frown.
"Nope. It's for science, Clay!" exclaimed Azure, pointing at the ceiling with a passionate expression. "It will also further my research on Meowstic psychosis!"
"Uhh… that's a not a very good reason…" murmured Clay, slowly folding his arms.
"What?!" Azure yells, apalled by the Timburr's murmurs. "Science is a perfectly good reason! Just kick down the door, Arceusdammit!"
"Okay…" croaked Timburr, slightly worried.
Clay slowly walks to the Meowstic's door while Azure watches in anticipation.
With a huff, Clay smacks the log that Timburr usually carries on the door. Several hits later, the door falls off as the hinges got loose.
Azure giggles as she walks over. "Oh cool! Thanks Clay!"
"I don't feel good about this…" shivered Clay, shaking his head.
"Get over it," teased Azure with a coy smirk. She then turns to the room. "Okay! Let's go, shall we?"
"W-we?" Clay asks, voice squeakier than ever.
"Weeell… I need protection in case Meowzer attacks me," explained Azure, to Clay's chagrin.
Clay winces, mumbling to himself. "What about my protection..?"
"Hmmm? Did you say anything, Clay?" Azure hums as she walks into the room.
The room… is actually plain. The wallpaper is blue and there's a bed in the center of the room with blue bedsheets. There's a nightstand next to the bed. There's also a closet in the far end of the room. Next to the closet is the bathroom.
Clay sighs as he reluctantly follows the mouse. However, seconds into the room, Clay stops when he noticed that Azure wasn't moving forward.
"Uhh… dude, why did you stop?" Clay asked the Marill with a frown.
"Uh… Meowzer's on the floor…" Azure vacillated as she stares at the Meowstic, whose face was facing the floor, body also lying down like a board.
Clay furrows a brow as he walks ahead of Azure. "What do yo-" He stops as he too notices the psychic feline. "Huh?"
"Owwwwwwwww. I tripped," Meowzer moans, voice muffled by the floor.
"How did you even trip over nothing?" Azure queried, wincing at the Meowstic's clumsiness.
The Meowstic then lifts her head off the floor, startling the two trespassers. "Woah. No need to be harsh, my dude. I just entered this room, y'know… when I just tripped."
"HOW?! That's scientifically impossible!" scoffed Azure as she places her box of supplies on the floor. Her eyes then gleam curiously. "And I like impossible! I'll be the first!"
"Wut?" Meowzer sputters, genuinely surprised before slamming her head back into the floor. "Auuuugh, please don't."
"Ahehehehe! I will the envy of every student out there!" Azure ignores Meowzer's protest as she continues to muse to herself.
"Uhh… Azure… I don't think Meowzer wants to be your lab rat," Clay murmurs, nudging the Marill.
Azure growls as she turns to the Timburr. "That's just paranoia kicking in! She should be thankful that she'll be contributing to science!"
"Uhh… no," Clay grimaces. "Meowzer went through… something really awful between seasons… I think she deserves a break."
"Ughhhhh! Clay! You're starting to get on my nerves!" groaned Azure.
Clay's left eyes just twitches as he looks away.
-000-
"Azure… is bad," grumbled Clay, crossing his arms. "Uh… she should really stop annoying Meowzer…"
000
"Hmmmmmph! Clay just doesn't appreciate science!" huffed Azure, crossing her little arms.
-000-
Atticus yawns as he walks through the boys' side hallway of the building. He was currently bored out of his mind and losing the challenge doesn't help.
He stops as he notices a familiar fellow contestant ahead in the center part of the buildings. It was Sora.
Atticus… is actually intrigued of the Staraptor's motivations. For some reason, Atticus feels drawn to the Flying type… even more than with Quentin or Izaya, who were both intriguing creatures in their own right.
The Alolan Vulpix quietly approaches the avian creature.
Sora frowns as she notices the Vulpix approaching her. With a huff, she turns to the Ice type. "Are you here to annoy me again?"
"Annoy? Oh… I wish… I'm just here to interact," explained Atticus with his signature nonchalant expression.
"Then interact!" intoned Sora, rolling her eyes.
Sora then feels something brushing against her. She blushes in embarrassment as the Alolan Vulpix is now standing really close to her… really really close. Too close for comfort.
"A-Atticus, you're too close," stammered Sora nervously, looking away from the detective.
"Meh," drawled Atticus as he takes out his notepad.
The Staraptor furrows a brow. What is Atticus up to now..? She slowly peers over Atticus' shoulder to see what he's writing only for her eyes to widen.
'I know that you're reading this, Sora' wrote Atticus.
Sora then growls, appalled by the Vulpix's rude behavior. "Stop doing this! It annoys me!"
"..." He then hides his notepad, turning to the Staraptor, who blushes as the Vulpix leans closer. "Sora… I would like to make a deal with you."
"Deal? Now, I'm interested," smirked Sora, hiding a flushed expression.
"An alliance," revealed Atticus with a bored expression. "To make it far in this game…" He then yawns before resuming, "And I think I trust you the most."
"Is it because I'm strong and stuff?" Sora questions, furrowing a brow. She then gasps as the Vulpix begins to sniff through her wings. She blushes from this. "A-Atticus, w-what are you doing now?!"
"Checking if you're hiding something," said Atticus monotonously, which confused the bird. It seems that Atticus wasn't even sniffing her in a malicious way… either that or Atticus' voice is naturally monotonous.
Sora is still blushing as the Vulpix moves on to her chest… this time however, Vulpix is inspecting her chest with a paw. Her blush intensifies. "What the heck, Atticus?! I can tolerate sniffing but to-"
"Hush Sora. You're too loud," drawled Atticus, moving his paw downward.
"S-stop this, Atticus! I have nothing to die!" snarled Sora, maitaining to keep her composure.
"H-"
Before Atticus can react, a gigantic book hits his skull, causing the Ice type to fall to the ground, unconscious. Sora just stands in place, completely shaken.
"Was that male harassing you?!" rang a familiar commanding voice.
Sophia enters the building with a scowl, to Sora's dismay. The Bastiodon's mood worsens as she realized who she saved.
"UUUUUUGH! YOU'RE THAT FUCKING TRAITOR!" growled Sophia, sneering at the Staraptor.
"Sophia, be mature about this," intoned Sora, smiling weakly. She then sighs, cocking her head to the side, slightly blushing. "Uh… thanks for helping me with Atticus? He was… getting frisky…"
"What was he even doing?! I thought that he was one of the better males here and that's saying something!" shouted Sophia, stomping her hind legs.
"Uhhhh… he was inspecting me to see if I wasn't hiding anything malicious," explained Sora, rubbing the back of her head sheepishly.
"Ohohohoho. That bastard!" scowled Sophia, pointing at the Alolan Vulpix. "You're lucky that I'm a pacifist or I'll… BASH YOUR HEAD TWICE FOR COMMITTING THE WORST CRIME YET! MALESSSSSSSS"
"Uhhh… Sophia… sorry for this but…" The Staraptor then smacks the Bastiodon with a huff. "That's for screaming and stuff!"
Sora then walks away with a huff, hiding a small blush.
Sophia scowls as she's left alone with the unconscious Atticus. "OF FUCKING COURSE! THIS ALOLAN VULPIX CORRUPTED HER AND CONVERTED HER TO THE WAYS OF THE MALE! IT'S SO FUCKING CLEAR!"
A devious smirk then forms on the Bastiodon's face as she turns to the fainted Vulpix. "Hehehehe. The female community will be proud…" She then approaches the Alolan Vulpix as the scene fades to black.
-000-
Quentin is seated inside a classroom with a frown. His head is on the desk as he slumps on chair. He's really really really miffed. Despite his best attempts at playing nice, everyone could easily see through.
Well… more than half of the cast was perceptive. Meowzer. Azure. Icy. Otis. Atticus. And of course, Izaya.
Quentin groans, face-pawing. His plan wasn't going to work… it's time for him to show his true colors.
His train of thought is quickly interrupted as a singsong voice rings from behind him. "Hey darling~ What are you doing here?"
Quentin silently growls. It was one of the more annoying members of the cast, Napstaton. But… the Mawile wasn't alone. Vivian is trudging after the television star.
The Mawile furrows a brow as he faces the Sylveon. "Hey Quentin, was it? You're a former host, right~?"
"Uhhh… yes…" replied Quentin, narrowing his eyes in suspicion. "Why is Vivian following you?"
"Oh~ That's a not a question. It's a foregone conclusion," scoffed Napstaton, hair-flipping, hitting Vivian by accident. "These errr… pheromones envelop my being… and Vivian is naturally attracted to it… and more importantly, me!"
"Wow… he's a fucking a fame whore." Quentin thought to himself.
"Uhh…" Vivian murmurs before clearing her throat. A wide crazy grin quickly breaches her features. I'M CHAOS! I'M JUST HERE TO CAUSE FUCKING CHAOS FOR I AM THE HARBINGER OF THE MANIFESTATION OF YOU FOOLS' DEMISE!"
"Okay… even I'm confused," remarked Quentin, deadpanning.
"Well of course, your intelligence can be compared to a raisin," scoffs Napstaton haughtily, to Quentin's anger. "You're probably jealous of how fabulous I am, hon."
"Say that again, will you?" Quentin intones with a innocent expression, which slightly unnerves Napststaton.
"Uhhhhhhhhhh…" Napstaton begins to squirms, to Quentin's delight. He likes seeing other in pain… emotionally… mentally… even physically. Napstaton's smirk slightly weakens. "Y-you can't fight me, D-Darling~"
*I CONCUR WITH THE ROBO HOBO!" yelled Vivian, pointing at the ceiling.
"Hobo?" Napstaton deadpans, turning to the Roserade.
Vivian quickly shrinks as she gulps from Napstaton and Quentin's deadpan expression. "S-sorry… I have nothing to add, to be honest…"
Quentin smirks to himself. "Good to see that I haven't lost my touch."
"Are you even a host?! I never saw you on TV before!" scoffed Napstaton, gritting his teeth. "You're probably lying just to get attention, ain't that right, darling~?"
Quentin scoffs, smiling coyly. Napstaton is starting to irritate him… Quentin could actually feel his facade weaken a bit. "Hahahahaha… wow Nappy… you're really mean, are you?"
Napstaton blinks, wincing as the Sylveon chuckles sinisterly. "H-huh?" He musters a smile. "I'm not going to lose against a washout!"
"I'm the washout?! Oh, the irony!" mused Quentin, purposely smacking the Mawile with his ribbons, still keeping his cool.
"Ohohohoho! You're showing your true colors, are you?!" Napstaton intoned with a condescending expression. "Weeelll… you can't beat me!" Napstaton retaliates by aiming his hair at the fox, which Quentin skillfully dodges.
"Oh? Fighting back, are you? Hmmm… you're clearly acting on impulse… but I'm better," Quentin thought to himself, 'accidentally' tripping the Mawile with his ribbons. "Oops sorry. I accidentally hit you."
Napstaton groans as he fell to the floor, smiling weakly. "Is it possible... that someone's far more fabulous than the great Naptaton?!"
"That sentence is correct," commented Quentin with a nod. He then gasps. "Without the great, of course."
Napstaton smirks. "Oh really?" He deftly stands up, smashing Quentin with his metallic hair. "I am not just a pretty face. I have friends… a life!"
Quentin growls as he falls to the floor. He takes a deep breath in an attempt to collect himself when… a pile of sand crushes the poor Eeveelution,
A familiar Stoutland gracefully lands on top of the pile of sand with a smirk. "SAND! HAVE SAND EVERYONE! SAND IS OMNIPOTENT, SAND IS ETHEREAL!
Vivian blinks, slightly alarmed. "Is Otis a sand-themed superhero..?" she mumbles, cocking her head to the side.
Vivian quickly yelps as the Stoutland suddenly appears in front of her. "W-whhhaaaat?!" She nervously point at the canine. "How did you get h-here so quick?!"
"SAND! SAND HELPS ME… FOR IT KNOWS ALL, HELPS ALL!" yelled Otis with a wide grin. He then chuckles as he extends a paw at Vivian. To the Roserade's surprise, sand appears on it from out of nowhere. "SAND!" With those words, the sand blows to Vivian's face.
"MY EYES!"
Meanwhile, Napstaton just stares at the pile of sand on top of Quentin, slightly shaken. "Woah…"
-000-
"Otis is weird," remarked Vivian, shuddering in fear. "H-he reminds me of my worst nightmare when I was still a Budew…"
000
Napstaton stares at the camera, eyes bulging out of their sockets. "Buried by sand… even I w-won't wish that upon my enemies…" He cringes, rubbing his arm nervously. "The memory… is still fresh…"
-000-
Serall is stomping around the halls near the entrance, frustrated of his lost.
"Why would the great professional athlete, Serall lose… and to two nerds of all people too?!" the Kommo-o thought to himself, fists clenched. He stops, punching the air with a grunt. "Why just why..?" grumbled Serall, retracting his fist.
"It's because you're dumb, you nimwit," came a squeaky yet husky voice.
A familiar Comfey enters the scene with a cocky smirk. "You shouldn't even give yourself any credit. You're just a really cocky dude, y'know?"
"Hey! You didn't win, either!" Serall pointed out to the tiny fairy, crossing his arms.
"I know, jerk," scoffed Comf, sneering at the armored dragon. "But at least, I have the smarts and the modesty to admit my loss!"
"Ugggggghhhh, you're just a bratty half-pint," retorted Serall. "And last season, you were just a spineless pansy-"
Comf then shoots a green ball of energy at the Dragon Type with a growl. "I'M NOT A SPINELESS PANSY, YOU PIECE OF SHIT!"
Serall growls as he jumps out of the way of the Energy Ball. "Yeah yeah. You aren't. Stop hitting me."
Comf silently growls to herself as she looks away. "Fine…"
Serall sighs as he walks over to the small lei. "Uhhh… I guess… I'm sorry if we got off on a bad start…"
Comf blinks, startled by the Kommo-o's change in demeanor. From cocky to polite?! Oh please, Comf is not that dumb. "Are you fucking with me, Serall? I thought that you're a professional athlete! Flipping me off with obvious ass fake words is not gonna work on me!"
Serall scoffed, appalled. News flash. Serall is competitive, cocky, arrogant and is a big sore loser… but Serall, like everyone else in this wretched world, have their positive attributes. "Exuse me?! Trying to show some sportsmanship here, bitch!"
"Yet you still call me a bitch," pointed out Comf, rolling her eyes. "I bet Sophia can whoop your eyes a million ti-"
"I'm going to kill you!" snarled the Kommo-o as he held the Comfey by the scruff of her neck. "SO STOOOOP TRYING TO ENABLE ME!"
"Am I… arousing you or something?!" hissed Comf, baring her teeth at the Kommo-o.
"WHAT?!" growled Serall.
"You're fucking into me, aren't you?! Just like fucking Septh!" scoffed Comf, raising her nose. She then growls with a blush. "That bastard of a Minior…"
Serall then stops growling, furrowing a brow. "So… you still have feelings for this Septh guy… that weakling."
"... no, I don't," muttered Comf, averting her eyes from the Kommo-o. "It's… just… residual… I have no feelings for the good for nothing bastard… none at all…"
Serall cackles at the Comfey's lies. "Hahaha… you're whipped by a fucking Minior! WEEEEEEAK!"
"DON'T CALL ME WEAK, FUCKTARD!" growled Comf, blushing in embarrassment. "It's just a little crush… that's all," she muttered to herself.
"Hehehehehehehehe. That's fucking hilarious!" Serall mocked. "And you say that you hate him. How pathetic."
"..." Comf's face stiffens. "What? Did… y-you just call me pathetic… you're an asshole… you know that, right?"
Serall furrows a brow. "Are… you trying to pull your nice girl act again? Haha, very funny. That's gonna fool anyone."
Comf just sighs, face numb from scowling. "Just… I give up… bye asshole…"
The Comfey floats away, emotionless.
Serall just rubs the back of his head, confused. "What was that all about?"
-000-
Meanwhile at the cafeteria, Luther, Juvia and Breon were all sitting together, merrily talking together.
"So guys, what's up?!" Juvia cheerily asked her companion.
"Uhhh… the sky?" drawled Breon with a nonchalant expression. "Or… the ceiling or the stars or-"
"Breon… stop. You're giving me a headache," requested Luther with a weak smile. "I feel… under the weather lately… and Icy's hug don't work like they usually do…"
Juvia frowns. "Luther… that's concerning…" The Shuppet then extends a part of her cloth at the Trubbish. "Maybe my hugs can work."
"No… nothing ever works," sighed Luther with a frown. He then musters a smile. "But maybe… I can solve my problems here… like my financial ones…"
"Think positive, dude, you'll get there," Breon assures the Luther, slightly unnerved by the fact that he's the one doing the reassuring.
"Thanks guys…" expressed Luther, sniffling a bit. "It means a lot to me…"
Juvia then cocks her head to the side. "Huh? You may be smiling but… you're lying, are you?"
Luther gulps as he twiddles his fingers nervously. He completely forgotten that despite Juvia's ditzy behavior, the Shuppet had one hell of a brain and good perception.
"Luther… be honest with us… tell us more…" Juvia whispers with a sweet smile, so sweet that you can actually taste the sweetness.
Luther sighs in defeat. "I… have this really unbearable feeling of sadness… which really overpowers me… I somehow can't force myself to feel happy sometimes… it just hurts…" revealed Luther, looking away.
"I know that feeling…" Breon commented with a nod. "Don't worry… we're here to help you every step of the day."
"... thanks…" muttered Luther with a weak smile. "You two… and Junior and Icy… are my best friends… might be my only friends…"
"Don't say that, Luther! You're a nice guy! You're really cool too! I bet everyone wants to be your friend!" refuted Juvia with a defensive expression. "Don't let those bullies control your thoughts! Izaya once told me… bullies are just reeeeeally insecure with themselves."
"Unlikely, Comf is definitely not insecure. She's just bitchin' on purpose just to get us miffed and for her personal entertainment like the little sadist she is," intoned Breon, shaking his head.
"Uhhh… Breon… Comf is actually a masochist, not a sadist," retorted Juvia with a cute expression.
"How would I know that?!" Breon pointed out, crossing his feelers. "I didn't care for Comf before and now, I still don't care for her, even if she's a full-blown bitch now."
"Awwww Breon. You may act tough but you're just a big softie," teased Juvia with a pout.
"No, I'm n-not," stammered Breon, sweating a bit. "I'm tough… prickly!"
"I actually agree with Juvia… you're not a bad guy, Breon…" agreed Luther, giving the Vikavolt a gentle pat on the back.
"Oh stop it," scoffed Breon, rolling his eyes, a faint blush on his face. "Nearly everyone in my neighborhood is still scared of me."
"Who would be scared of a nice sweetheart like you?" queried Juvia, innocently cocking her head to the side.
"Uhhh… don't you remember?" Breon questioned his companions. "Those bullies…" His expression darkened. "Let's just say… they couldn't walk for a year… a pity, actually."
Luther gulps, "Yeah… poor bullies… are they okay now?"
"I already told you this story a millions time, Luth and Juvs. They now follow my beck and call," drawled Breon, shrugging.
"Oh… uhh… that's good?" Juvia remarked with an unsure expression. She then smiles widely. "But I hope that your lives get better."
"How about, Juvia? How's Izaya treatin' you?" Breon asks with a playful smirk.
"Oh?" Juvia furrows a brow before giggling. "It's really really good. Like… I feel like Izaya opened up." She then furrows a brow. "Though… Vivian was giving him weird looks… familiar looks, I wonder why."
Luther and Breon both exchanged an unsure look before turning back at the friendly ghost.
"Uh… Vivian must really look up to Izaya so much," shrugged Breon with a nonchalant expression.
"Oh cool. Izaya is a great guy after all," nodded Juvia with a giggle.
"Ermmm… Juvia… what's your personal opinion on Vivian though..?" Luther asked the Juvia in a semi-depressed tone.
"Oh? Well, I like her," replied Juvia with a smile.
"You like everyone," scoffed Breon. "Be more specific."
"Weeell… I think she's really funny with her supervillain antics… Chaos seems to be a really compelling character of hers," answered Juvia, rubbing the back of her head with a smile. She then giggles. "For a so-called bad guy, she's really light hearted and always perky."
"I actually agree… Icy too can be… a bit… depressing…" agreed Luther with a small nod. "But Vivian… despite he- her stutter, she's really fun… even if she did kill someone on the first day…"
"Yeah!" Breon agreed, chuckling nervously, still nervous about Luther's depression.
Silence… no one talked for the following thirty minutes.
-000-
"Luther's depressed," stated Breon flatly, facing the camera. He sighs. "It's… really surprising… Luther is usually really… happy-go-lucky. Most of all, I expect myself to be depressed, not Luther."
-000-
Back to Meowzer's room, where Meowzer, Azure and Clay were still situated at. Azure was now inspecting Meowzer with a magnifying glass while Clay just watches on top of Meowzer's bed with a deadpan expression.
"Azure… stop this before you hurt yourself," intoned Clay, casting a nonchalant gaze at the Marill.
Azure scoffs, turning to the Timburr, hands on her hips. "Stop being a spoilsport, Clayton! This is a groundbreaking discovery in the making!"
"Ow," exclaimed Meowzer with a frown. "You hit me with a magnifying glass…"
"Uh… you're starting to hurt Meowzer… and I think she's starting to get uncomfortable," added Meowzer with a frown.
"I felt uncomfortable by the time you two barged into my room," drawled Meowzer, rolling her eyes. "I need a smoke so badly to forget bout this later."
"Hush cat! I need to check your dental structure next!" declared Azure, forcing the cat's mouth open. She gags as a puff of smoke exits the Meowstic's mouth. "Ew Meowzer… you smoked too much weed. You have really bad breath… though, I must commend your good dental hygiene."
Clay winces. "This is getting tooooo uncomfortable for my liking. Stop this, Azure."
"You don't know me, Clay! Science is my blood and soul!" yelled Azure, closing the Meowstic's mouth. "I think I'm done with your mouth, Meowzer!"
Meowzer frowns as she rubs her jaw in pain. "Ow…"
"TIME FOR GENITALIA INSPECTION!" announced Azure, blushing a bit.
"Woah woah woah. You can't just do that! That's borderline sexual harassment!" pointed out Clay with a frown.
"Yeeeah… besides, I neeed to get stoned," growled Meowzer, clenching a fist at the Marill. She then flashes a toothy grin. "If you want, you can't get stoned with me, you dig?"
"I would like to keep my sanity, thank you very much," scoffed Azure, hands on her hips. She then blushes, looking away. "And maybe… I can cut off the genitalia inspection from the list of procedures… it's too lewd."
"You're examining someone against their will… that's perfectly normal," Clay muttered to himself with a frown. He then musters a smile at the Water type. "Uhhh… Azure, can you stop this before you trigger her and she somehow gravely injure you in retaliation."
Meowzer winces, head turning to the Timburr. "Ouch dude… that hurts me a loooot."
"Clay, if you don't like this… just leave!" huffed Azure, puffing her cheeks. "I think I can handle Meowzer on my own!"
Clay sighs as he nodded. "Okay…
The Timburr hops off the bed and began making his way to the door. He gives the duo one last look before exiting the room.
Clay blinks in surprise as he found himself face-to-face with Izaya. "Woah! Oh… Izaya… it's just you… what are you doing here?"
"Meh… Ashley just told me to gather all of the veterans at the cafeteria," explained Izaya with a nonchalant expression.
"Oh? Sounds urgent," commented Clay, furrowing a brow.
"They just want a gathering of the veterans," added Izaya with a frown. "I'll usually decline but…" Izaya then chuckles, "Juvia really wanted to get reacquainted with everyone again."
"Oh… uh… I'll be there, I guess. Meowzer is uhh… inside her room but Azure's doing freaky things," Clay told the Crobat, rubbing the back of his head sheepishly.
Izaya just nods. "I see… see you there then…"
Clay gulps, slightly nervous as he walks away while the Crobat turns to Meowzer's room, ready to interrupt Azure's creepy examination.
-000-
Azure cringes as her fur is now messy. "CLAY, YOU SNITCH! IZAYA IS FUCKING VIOLENT!"
000
"Woah… thanks Izaya… Azure blows," said Meowzer, flashing a peace sign at the camera.
-000-
Exactly twenty minutes later, the veterans were now all gathered inside the cafeteria, interacting and talking with one another. Luther and Breon were both talking with Izaya. Ashley exited the kitchen with a tray of burnt crisp, which Icy questions if it's even food. Juvia is mingling with Clay. Comf and Meowzer were both alone, sitting in the corner.
Icy frowns as Ashley emerges from the kitchen for the umpteenth time, with another tray of burnt crisp. "Dang Ashley… are you really this inept in cooking?!"
"Well sooorry, I'm just too careful, okay! I'm not that comfortable with fire!" huffed Ashley, hands on her hips, accidentally dropping the burnt crisps on the floor from tipping the tray.
Meowzer smiles as she walks over to the burnt food, picking one piece up and plopping it into her mouth. "Yum. Delish."
"See! Meowzer likes it!" Ashley boasted with a smirk.
"Meowzer doesn't count," retorted Icy, crossing her arms. "She eats everything."
Meowzer frowns. "No, I don't. I have a system, y'know. Anything edible is good enough for me, y'know. To survive, you must do anything you can, you dig?"
"Uh… I guess I can see where you're coming from," Icy reluctantly agreed with a weak smile. "I guess… if you're desperate, you can live off Ashley's terrible burnt crisps that she likes to call food."
"Hey! I don't call them food! I just call them delicious!" stated Ashley, shaking her head. "I'm going to be prideful of this… even if it's really stale and quite overcooked."
"Quite?" drawled Icy, playfully rolling her eyes.
Meanwhile, let's get a glimpse in the conversation between Clay and Juvia.
"So Clay, how's your master?" Juvia cheerily asked the Timburr.
Clay gulps as he nervously twiddles his fingers. "Uhhh… fine, I guess… I actually dunno… my master… is unpredictable."
"That doesn't sound good," commented Juvia with a gasp.
"Maybe…" muttered Clay before shaking his head with a weak smile. "But I trust my master. He always make good decision like my Everstone necklace."
"What's that?" Juvia queried, cocking her head to the side. "Doesn't everstone prevent evolution?"
"Uhh… yes," answered Clay, nodding shakily. "Master thinks I look cuter as a Timburr… and I think his decision is best. Master knows best after all."
"Hoi. Isn't slavery banned already?" scoffed Comf as she enters the conversation with a scowl.
Juvia's left eyes twitches as she forces a smile, facing the Comfey. "Oh… hi Comf. Nice to see you after so long."
"Wish I can say the same," spat Comf, rolling her eyes rudely. She then turns to Clay with a smug smirk. "You Clay, are a slave, y'know?"
"What's a slave?" Clay queries, confused.
"Pffft Clay, is your skull that fucking thick?! A slave is-" Comf started, only to be interrupted by a Shadow Ball being fired at her by Juvia. She dodges, the attack hitting the wall near to Luther, making the Trubbish jump.
"Stop this, Comf… stop tormenting us…" Juvia flatly told the Comf, tone coated with seriousness, which was unlike the normal behavior of the Shuppet. "Please… while I can still tolerate you…"
Comf shuddered, sweating a bit before looking away. "Fine…" The Comfey floats away from the duo.
Juvia smiles as she turns back to the Timburr. "Ooookay, where were we?"
-000-
"Woah," commented Clay, blinking in complete and utter shock. "Juvia is intense… maybe she got that from being Izaya's girlfriend." He then blushes. "But still… woah."
-000-
Luther sighs as he exited the cafeteria, into the schoolyard. He didn't feel like reconnecting with anyone, to be honest… no matter how hard he tries.
He sighs as he found himself falling to the hard ground, crying a bit. Why?
Just… wh-
"Yo dude, you out here to smoke?" came a raspy voice from behind him.
He slowly sits up, turning to the direction of the voice to find Meowzer, being enveloped by the fumes of her drugged lifestyle. "You look like you really need one."
"Uh… sorry… but I don't smoke," said Luther, smiling weakly as he wipes off the tears on his face.
Meowzer smiles as she sits next to the Trubbish, gazing at the setting sun. "Woah… the sun gives me… deja vu or something…" She then turns to the Poison Type, offering one joint. "And here… I insist. When I started… my lungs were clean… it's fine."
Luther stares at the joint for a few seconds before reluctantly grabbing it. Meowzer also hands the Trubbish a lighter. And to Luther, surprise… he lights the joint… and inhales a puff of smoke.
He blushes as he sighs to himself. "Ahh… I guess I know why you like it, Meowzer…"
Meowzer grins. "Ye! I have a supplier in Castelia! If you want, I can get you a deal with him! He's the coolest guy evah!"
Luther smiles as he turns to the orange sky. "Maybe…"
Meowzer then sighs as she then laid on the ground. "You dating that ice chick, right?"
"Yeah… Icy's wonderful…" Luther mumbles as his mind began to wander from the smoke. "... woah… I think… I can… colors…"
"Then it's working…" muttered Meowzer as she closes her eyes.
-000-
Luther eyes the camera with a sigh. "I… still feel guilty from… causing Meowzer to crack last season… maybe this time, I can right my wrongs."
He then crosses his arms. "And no, I am not in love with Meowzer. Icy is my one and only."
-000-
Poipole pouts as he stood out Nihilego's room in the Hall of Legends. Gathered around him were Xurkitree and Stakataka.
"Soooo, how are we going to cheer up Nihilego?" Poipole asked his companions with a wide grin.
"Uhh… antidepressants, lots of sedatives and-" started Stakataka, listing things off before Xurktiree shushes her with a deadpan expression.
"Please don't… that'll just make it worse," argued Xurkitree, crossing his arms. "Besides, she ain't depressed. I've been Nihilego's friend since forever… this is just a phase. You know how she constantly changes emotions spontaneously?"
"Oh? I thought that she was just bipolar," admitted Poipole with a weak smile. "But either way, I just want Nihilego to smile again! That's my goal after all! To make everyone smile!"
"You were always a softie, dude," chuckled Xurkitree.
"YEP! AND I WON'T STOP BEING A SOFTIE!" yelled Poipole with a wide grin.
-000-
And that ends this chapter and damn, a lot has happened this chap… this is definitely not filler!
Luther is starting to pick up Meowzer's habits. Is this a good sign? Is it me or Quentin's starting to become a pain magnet in his nice guy act? Nihilego and Poipole will also get development! A lot of conflict, people!
Whatever happens… it will be dramatic!
That's all for now, buh-bye!
