So when I came back from my one week vacation when I didn't even finish Fire Emblem: Awakening yet I suddenly got really into Fire Emblem: Fates... don't even ask me how even though it hasn't even come to the western countries- EVEN I DON'T KNOW (blame Takumi =w=" no, seriously, I'm probably gonna pick Hoshido because of him)

Also, now the poll is closed now that I've finished two of my stories. (I sort of gave up on trying to draw the cover because too many wips with none of them I wanted to stick with, but I found a picture by MegaHeadBomb that sort of fitted =w=")

This chapter is also pretty short because as I typed my ideas out it seemed like a nice little place to stop at a little response someone made ;P

"Next!" Pichu called out as the football player left with his arm wrapped in bandages, "What happened this time?"

"Coach bruised me with a water bottle," he said with a very dark purple colored bruise on his forehead.

"Again?" Pichu sighed as she brought out a bag of ice and gave it to him.

"Yeah, he's been really, really aggressive ever since he came back fro the hospital," he turns around before exiting the room, "Thanks nurse."

The blonde waved goodbye with a small smile, the door making a small "ka-chack" sound. Once she hears the footsteps slowly disappear from outside her office Pichu sighs once again. She turns around and kicks off from the floor until her office chair hits one of the beds hidden behind a white curtain.

Pichu then rips the curtain open, revealing a rather grumpy Mewtwo gnawing on an empty water bottle.

"Did ya hear that?" the blonde sighed.

"I couldn't help it! Ever since I met that freaking moldy blueberry all I can remember is how badly I want to punch him in the face," Mewtwo yelled in his own defense.

"And why's that? Isn't there a high possibility you punched him first?" Pichu deadpanned, obviously unimpressed.

"That's not the only problem! Those hooded guys are another reason why I've been- oh I don't know- angry!" he then chucked the poor water bottle onto the floor and crushed it under his foot.

"I'm pretty sure they were just lost and confused-"

"And that's what everyone else said! They brushed it off like it's no big deal but... but..!"

"'But'...?"

Mewtwo clutched his head as he showed a rare troubled expression, "I don't know... they're obviously strangers along with that moldy blueberry and everyone we saw in that crowded apartment room... but I trust them in one way or another..."

"Really?" Pichu blinked.

"Something about their idiocy just seems... nostalgic for some reason..." the albino sighs, "Maybe it's just that concussion that's getting to me..."

The girl was purely baffled at how troubled he seemed. There was obviously something barely out of their reach, something that tried to reach them back in return, but they basically pushed it away once it did.

"I do have to admit... I'm starting to grow more curious now..." Pichu murmured.

The door then opened rather abruptly, "Hey Mewt-"

"CAN'T YOU TELL WE'RE HAVING A *BLEEP*ING MOMENT RIGHT NOW?!" Mewtwo then picked up the crushed water bottle and chucked it at the person who opened the door, which just so happened to be Green's (slave) helper: Roy.

"OW! That hurt!" Roy yelled.

"I should really get tranquilizers," Pichu muttered under her breath as she saw the angry albino face-plant into the bed out of frustration.

"I just came here to give you some folders about new students and a new teacher," Roy then showed a pile of folders with names on it.

"Thanks Roy," the blonde then pushed herself over to the door in a similar motion like earlier to get the folders and place them on her lap.

"I can order you a pack of tranquilizers on Ve-Bay if you want," Roy whispered.

"I'll get fired if they find out I stabbed a tranquilizer into Mewtwo's neck, I also prefer zamazon more than Ve-Bay," Pichu whispered back.

After Roy left, Pichu rolled back over to her desk, which just so happened to be placed by the bed Mewtwo was on. The albino slowly sat up as the blonde placed the folders on her desk.

Something caught both of their eyes about the first folder that Pichu just grabbed to look at it's contents. Mewtwo then replied skeptically as Pichu stared at the name with a poker face.

"What kind of name is Shulk?"