*~~*Chapter 4 Extra: Young Love: Professor Elm's Viewpoint*~~*
"Hmm, now if the Goldeen were to travel with their trainers on foot...wouldn't they need a tank on a wagon or something?" I looked up from my work to brush off some sweat that had accumulated upon my brow, only to see Ethan Gold my assistant having what appeared to be a heated discussion with a boy with red hair...the same one who challenged Kotone to a battle on a regular basis from what Ethan murmured during his work.
I smiled as I continued writing on my important document. "Ah...young love. No doubt they're rivals for Kotone's heart! She's such a sweet little girl, I'm sure they're both head over heels for that one! Not to mention the fact that she's the Champion! Oh, they'll have a rough time wooing that miss! But she's worth it..." I thought about my own wife and sighed as I remembered her attempts at courting me. It's always worth it~!
I noticed Ethan trying to grab the other boy's arm, only for it to be yanked away. "Ah, most likely fighting over who she likes best, no doubt! Youth's such an interesting time, so many things change and especially during your teens! Why, it's the last step from child to adult, after all!" I stopped and blushed when I thought about how...er...driven I was during my own teen years. "It's a good thing little Cyndaquil chose her...he'll protect her I'm sure!
I slowly looked down only to find my important document had been ruined due to the fact that I had written everything I had said aloud down! I started crying out anxiously at my mistake. "Oh! NO, no, no, no! This must go to Professor Oak's laboratory to prove to him my theory! I can't soil it with details of Kotone Soul's love life!" I began erasing furiously, sure that I was burning the rubber off of the eraser-top.
I can't allow myself to be distracted from my work so easily! Looks like I'll be missing dinner as well today!
Author's Note: Sorry it's not Chapter Five! ;w; That's coming soon, I promise. Things are really busy right now but I'm still focused on posting this thing!
And on another note, writer's block is just as cruel as artist's block. "orz
