Lysandre woke up to the sound of sizzling coming from outside his door. Looking at the time he crawled out of bed. Wearing nothing but a pair of orange shorts and a men's tank top. His hair was down and in a slight mess. He looked over to his bed and noticed his Litleo curled up on the pillow beside his own. He couldn't help but smile at how cute the scene was. Not wanting to wake his Pokemon up, he slipped out of his room and closed the door behind him.

"Morning, sunshine." he heard Sycamore say as he continued frying some bacon in the kitchen.

"Morning." Lysandre grumbled as he went over to the kitchen and took a seat on one of the stools there. He looked down and noticed Gible looking up at him with those big, seemingly serious eyes of her's. "Good morning to you too, Gible."

"Gible!" Gible cried happily before she ran over to her eating spot in the kitchen.

"Where's the girl?" Lysandre asked.

"Still asleep." Sycamore replied as he placed some bacon on a plate, "I figured I should give her a chance to sleep in today. That eight hour flight back here took a lot out of here and Flabebe." He placed the plate in front of Lysandre before going back to the oven. The plate had some bacon to one side and scrambled eggs on the other. In the middle was a pancake. Lysandre wasn't much of a big eater.

"Thanks." he said as he picked up the fork that was already on the plate and picked up a slice of bacon with it. Cursing when he accidentally broke it in two.

"So. What did you think of her when you first saw her?" Sycamore asked as he flipped a pancake.

Lysandre shrugged. "She reminds me a bit of you." he said before he got off the stool and went over to a cabinet to take out a cup.

"How so?"

Lysandre thought for a moment as he poured some orange juice in the cup. "She's a bit bubbly in a way. Like you." he placed the jug back before closing the fridge.

Sycamore laughed. "We've been told that since we were kids." he said.

"Hm." Lysandre took a drink out of his cup. "What was it like growing up with her?" Lysandre was curious to know. Having grown up in the cold area of Snowbelle City as a only child. He had been homeschooled since he could walk so he rarely ever had a chance to socialize with the other children. Malva had been the closest thing he had to a sister. And he had Litleo. Before Sycamore and Diantha, Malva and Litleo were his only friends.

"Good." Sycamore replied, "We got along like two peas in a pot. Always having friendly arguments about which Pokemon is stronger or adventuring out of town when we're not suppose to." the Professor laughed a bit. "We good times together! Good times." Sycamore went over and sat across from Lysandre on the counter. "I have a feeling you're going to like her." he said before putting some scrambled eggs in his mouth, "She's the nicest girl you'll ever meet. Certainly better then-"

"Augustine," Lysandre sighed, "Please don't bring her up."

Sycamore swallowed his food. "Oh, sorry."

Meanwhile Lysandre's bedroom door was ajar. Unknowingly to them, Litleo had awoken and he trotted over to Florence's door. Using his paws to nudge it open-since it wasn't fully closed-he crept in and spotted the young woman fast asleep on her bed. He easily hopped on the end of the platform bed and went over to where Florence's head was lying. She appeared to be in a deep sleep and was oblivious to the other Pokemon. Beside her bed was a night stand with a vase of flowers on it. A welcome home gift from Augustine. Flabebe was nestled among the flowers in the vase before waking up when she heard rustling. She poked her head out and spotted Litleo looking at her Trainer.

"What are you doing here?" she whispered.

"Huh?" Litleo looked over his shoulder and spotted Flabebe, "Oh. I just wanted to see your Trainer. I'm only curious."

"But don't you know that it's rude to watch someone while they're sleeping?" Flabebe said as she floated down from the vase on her flower. Litleo flattened his ears and he curled his tail around him.

"Sorry." he said.

In the kitchen, Gible noticed that Florence's door was ajar and went over. She poked her massive head in and spotted Litleo and Flabebe. "Hey!" she whispered to them, "What are you guys doing?"

"We're only talking." Flabebe replied.

"But if you're both awake then you should come out to the kitchen, then." Gible said.

"Gible!"

Gible flinched slightly when she heard her Trainer's voice. She looked up just as Sycamore walked over and plucked her off the floor. "What are you doing way over here? You know Florence is asleep." he said gently as he petted her.

"Gible gible..." Gible replied.

Augustine looked in and spotted Litleo and Flabebe as well. "Come out, you two." he said. Flabebe and Litleo walked out of the room and looked up at Sycamore. The Professor gently closed the door before kneeling down on one knee in front of the Pokemon. "If you're awake, then you shouldn't be wandering around." he said as he placed Gible down. "Florence is exhausted. And Flabebe, you know this. You three know better." All three Pokemon bowed their heads in apology. "Come on. Let's get you two something to eat."

Lysandre had finished washing his plate just as the four entered the kitchen. "Good morning mon chaton." Lysandre greeted his Litleo as he picked him off the the floor with his wet hands.

"Rrew!" the cub mewled in reply before nuzzling his Trainer with his little nose.

"What were you doing over in Florence's room, hm? You wanted to stop by and say hello?" Lysandre asked as he scratched under Litleo's chin. The Pokemon purred and nuzzled his Trainer again.

"Did you have a good sleep last night, Flabebe?" Sycamore asked as he watched the tiny Pokemon eat a Pokepuff.

"Be!" the fairy replied.

"Did you like those flowers I placed beside the bed? They're for you too."

"Be! Be!" Flabebe looked up happily at the Professor.

"You two seem to know each other quite well." Lysandre remarked as he fed his Litleo.

"Florence and I have known our Pokemon since we were ten. So yeah, I know Flabebe like the back of my hand."

Lysandre rolled his eyes as the smug smile on his friend's face before looking down at his Litleo. He received Litleo on his tenth birthday as a gift from his parents. It was hard not to hug the cub tightly without getting clawed in the face or nipped on the finger. He's had his fare share of those encounters.

"Flabebe?" Florence stood in the doorway of her room. One hand on the knob and the other rubbing her right eye tiredly. "Where's my Flabebe?" she yawned.

"She's in the kitchen." Sycamore called as he stood up, "Morning, by the way."

"Mornin'..." Florence murmured tiredly as she dragged herself over to the kitchen. She then smiled when she saw her Flabebe eating a Pokepuff. "Morning, Flabebe." she said as she crouched down in front of her.

"Be!" Flabebe greeted her Trainer happily. Florence then stood up and smiled over to Lysandre. "Morning to you too." she said.

"Morning." Lysandre replied.

"I'll go make you some breakfast. Meanwhile, both of you get yourselves cleaned up. You both have a nasty case of bed head." Sycamore said with a smirk. Litleo jumped slightly when he heard the phone ringing. "Lysandre, could you get that? I'm a little busy here." Sycamore said.

"What about taking care of my bed hair?" Lysandre asked with crossed arms.

"I'm serious." Sycamore gave him a serious look.

"I'll get it." Florence said before walking over and picking up the phone. "Hello?" she asked. Everyone remained silent as she listened to what the caller had to say. "Uh huh. Sure. Yeah, I'll let him know. Bye."

"Who was it?" Sycamore asked.

"Malva." Florence replied, "Apparently you have a group of girls who came over to see you." A small smirk then appeared on Florence's lips as she slowly crossed her arms. "Is there something you're not telling me?"

Sycamore rolled his eyes. "It's not what you think." he said, "They're just four new students of mine. We'll head over once you're done with breakfast.

...

Malva could only stare at the four girls sitting across from here. Arms crossed and an arched brow on her face. All four girls were chatting with one another. All bubbly and giggly and so Arceus damn annoying! The four girls were in their late teens. Around her age to be exact. On each of their lap, or by their side, was their partner Pokemon. Even they appeared to be as bubbly as their Trainers. Malva silently thanked the Heavens that she wasn't like them.

"So where are you from?" a girl with very short orange hair asked. On her lap was a Poochyena.

"I'm from the Hoenn region." the girl with very short purple hair replied. On her lap was a sleeping Electrike.

The girl with orange hair beamed. "Oh my Arceus! I'm from Hoenn, too!" she squealed.

"Really!?" the purple haired girl squealed in disbelief. Accidentally waking her Electrike from her nap. "I'm Celosia." she introduced herself.

"I'm Aliana." the orange haired girl replied.

Malva rolled her eyes behind her shades before turning her attention over to the green and blue haired girls. Those two appeared to be pleasantly calmer and quieter then the other two. And seriously, what up with the hair?

"My name's Bryony." the green haired girl replied as she petted the sleeping Purrloin curled up on her lap, "I'm from the Unova region."

"I'm Mable." the blue haired girl replied, "Houndour and I are from Johto." Curled up by her feet on the floor was Houndour. The Pokemon's eyes were open and appeared to be in full alert mood. Houndours were always known to make good guard Pokemon. If you knew how to handle them, that is. Malva felt goosebumps on the back of her neck when she noticed those eyes of that Houndour glaring up at hloc

Ding

Thank Arceus, Malva thought when the elevator doors opened. Revealing Sycamore, Lysandre, and Florence.

"Malva!" Sycamore said, "I can't thank you enough for taking the time to watch these girls for me. With Xerosic gone for family reasons, it's hard to keep things in line."

Malva shrugged. "Yeah, well, if you need anything you know who to call." she said as she pushed her shades up a bit.

Sycamore laughed. "Of course. I can always rely on one of my best students for aid."

Lysandre rolled his eyes. "Oh, brother." he muttered to himself as he crossed his arms.

Sycamore then turned to the girls; who had fallen silent once he stepped out of the elevator. They all looked up at him with young, eager eyes. Just ready to take on whatever he throws at them. "I assume you are all my newest students, yes?" he asked.

"Yes, sir." the girls said in unison.

"Wonderful!" Sycamore said, "Please introduce yourselves."

Aliana went first. She stood up from the couch and cleared her throat before speaking. "I'm Aliana Akebi, Professor. I am a recent graduate of Hoenn University. I am a major in Biology."

"I'm Celosia Correa." Celosia said next. "I'm a recent graduate from the Slateport City Community College of Science and Robotics. I am a major in Genetics."

Bryony stood up. "I'm Bryony Bara. I'm a recent graduate of Unova College for Science. I'm a major in Chemistry."

Mable stood last. "I'm Mable Momiji. I'm a recent graduate from Johto Academy of Computers and Rocket Science. I'm a major in Computer Tech."

"Interesting." Sycamore rubbed his chin as he looked at the girls, "It's going to be a pleasure working with all of you. Before I assign you each of your roles, let me introduce you with your co-workers. This lovely young lady is my sister, Florence."

"Hello." Florence greeted with a slight bow.

"And this handsome fellow is Lysandre."

Malva snickered before receiving a glare from Lysandre. "Hello." Lysandre said plainly. He then felt slightly uncomfortable when he noticed the looks the girls were now giving him. They all had small blushes on their faces. This can't be good.

X.X

Yeah, yeah, I added the scientists. But I made up different background stories to them. Remember, AU. Non-canon stuff. At this time the girls are 20 or 19. Xerosic will appear in the next chapter. He'll be about 27 years old. And boy...do I have a description for him.