She adjusts her emerald bandana across her maw, while her flowing hair obscures part of her eyes. The long walls that corner her rumble from the wind of her presence. An easy to miss hatch in the floor sits in the vertices of the large room, and briskly, she skips across the dusty concrete.

The hatch had a vault-like opening. Claws, as sharp as katanas, gently fiddle with an alphanumeric coding system embedded into the freezing metal exterior. Letters L, D. N. Four. Then two - followed by seven and five - and a click indicated the hatch was open.

Metal ladders led down to an emerging source of light. She holds her robes tightly as she slowly descends to the level below, not forgetting to close the entrance, as well as pull a maroon lever that jutted out from the walls.

Her slightly damp, clawed feet met more cold tiles. A metal plated door stands in her way. She knocks on it a few times, in a certain pattern. Condensation from the door seeps onto her knuckles.

"You never work early, Ceebee." a low, gruff noise comes from behind the door, "That's three now."

"Move the door." she replies, brushing her hair out of her sight.

"Aight, alright, you ain't fun anyways.

Clicking and unlocking sounds clang from behind the door. Gently, it opens to a waft of a strong smell, as well as an even larger room. A Lycanroc peers it's head around the frame of the door. The Midnight variant, for that matter.

"I think Mood's been lookin' for you. Speakin' of which..."

Ceebee struts in, pulling down her mask for easier identification. Tables of crushed goods wrapped in plastic stretched on for at least thirty yards. Manning stations at the tables were Pokemon that worked valiantly, moving products across to one another as an assembly line. The door is closed and locked behind her.

"'Ey, Ceebee! D'ere you 'been." resounds from the other side of the room, alongside the four-fold pitter-patter of hurried footsteps. Following the male voice, a Liepard skips down the central aisle, only to halt in front of Ceebee and the Lycanroc behind her. "We got a problem."

She folds her arms authoritatively. "What's up?"

"It's the Niners. 'Parently, they've busted our whip coming in from Johto. 'Ya know, Blue van. I found out from Phyn. He said they got Five K's from it."

Ceebee's face frustratedly pouts. "...Phyn? Which Phyn?"

"Phyn. That Haxorus."

"Five K's? You for sure?" speaks the tall, midnight Lycanroc. His digits tap impatiently against the bicep of his crimson and crossed arms. "Ey, Moodas. Drop names."

"It literally just happened. How'm I gonna have names?"

A small bead of sweat drops from her forehead, onto the back of her paw. Yet, she ignores it.

Another two of her beads - her garnet ones - pierce his shaken irises. she utters, but it may have well as been a demand. "When was this?"

"Like, ten minutes ago. Never gonna catch 'em." Moodas replies, unsure though curious.

"When'd they leave for Johto?"

"Uhh. Eleven? As I said, never gonna catch 'em."

"You're sure?"

"Literally got off the phone with 'im just now."

The Zoroark taps against the underside of her maw, staring into space. Only seemingly, before she snaps back to the Liepard before her. Turning around slowly, she peers at the Lycanroc with her eyebrows up.

"Loose? What'd you think?" she asks. The Lycanroc's brows also rise in interest, as he takes a deep breath to respond.

"Sounds like they got 'gang on their brain."

Ceebee turns back her attention to Moodas. "We'll go 'n see 'em 'bout that."

...

THAT SYLVEON

Okay, let's do this. I've had my fill, and I've decided to try writing a bit more in my spare time. Once again, very thankful for the support coming from FFN, and Discord alike. I really do appreciate it, and I want you guys to really understand that.

I own nothing.

…

"Wait. That's where you were?"

Raidon nearly shrieked with how terrifically shocked he felt. Anais covered her ears, and so did the majority of Pokemon sitting on the cafeteria tables around them. The Luxray gripped his choccy milk with the fierce intensity of an irked Groudon.

"I mean, yeah." responded the Sylveon, once she deemed it was safe for her ears to lose their armour. "I wasn't really awake for most of it, but it's what my Dad told me. I'm sorry that we didn't get to meet up, and all…"

Blinking, again and again, Raidon swatted his paws through the air. "I just… Woah. You know? So much more happened that weekend than I thought, now that I actually think about it. Wait, could you repeat the story again?"

Anais rolled her eyes, pushing her plate of salad and meat alike to the left. "Again? Like from top to bottom?"

Heh. Bottom.

Are you fucking twelve?

Yes.

I… Oh. That explains a lot, actually.

Raidon threw his arms about in a circular motion. She couldn't really tell what he was supposed to be communicating, but he had the spirit. "Yeah… Like, where did it all start? Outside the school?"

"Arceus, you're airheaded," she muttered with a curve at the lips. "Okay, Raidon. Yes, it was outside the school. I was waiting for you for our meet-up, and well… That's all I remembered, until I woke up someplace else. I don't even know where."

The Luxray's eyes opened up like a can of whoop-ass. "Did you see what the guy looked like? W-Was he big?"

"I don't know, sure. Let's say he was huge. Anyways, when I properly woke up-woke up, there was like… This sad, sorry motherfucker - a Flygon, who I've never seen before in my life - and… Ah, shit… Sorry..."

Raidon stared closely at the Sylveon. There were tears in her eyes. Words rang between his ears, echoes of a demanding voice he grew and weaned to from young.

There's a time and place for everything. Hence, mind your own business, Raidon.

Clearing out his throat, the electric type reached across the table, and placed his paw over Anais' own.

"Hey, um. I'm just glad you're safe. Let's talk about something else."

Sniffling, the fairy looked up, and wiped the forming salty sorrows from the corners of her eyes. "Could we?"

"Yeah, yeah, no, definitely." he muttered, eventually going nowhere. "So, um, have you, um… Like… Gotten any good sleep lately?"

"Do you even see the bags under my eyes?" The Sylveon had gone from bawling to facepalming at the clueless Luxray. "You don't know what to talk about, do you?"

"Uh, well I wouldn't say that…" Raidon stalled nervously, but he was pretty certain the pastel pink and peach Pokemon could probe into his mind. "But out of curiosity, anything you got on your mind?"

Now, her tears began to matte into her fur. She just didn't want the electric type to stop talking. "You know, Raidon? I admire you." she began, rolling her eyes at how easy she felt in the presence of the Luxray. "You just always know what to say, weirdly. Anyways, could I tell you something?"

"O-Oh. Thanks, actually." replied Raidon, caught off guard. He smiled, though. "Err, what do you wanna tell me? I haven't done anything wrong have I?"

"No, no! It's not to do with you. Do you remember that girl I used to hang out with? The Mightyena?" asked Anais, now using a disposable handkerchief to dab up her cheeks a little.

"Yeah, yeah. I don't know her name, but I think I know her. Say, isn't that the person you had that scuffle with that time?"

Huffing, the Sylveon forced a bit of salad in her mouth. "Ugh, yeah, her. Saying her name puts a bad taste in my mouth. Just like this salad."

Raidon nodded, "Yeah, the salad is pretty awful." He took another sip of his choccy milk, but monitored his romantic partner's movements intricately. "If you don't mind, what the heck happened between you two that day?"

Immediately, Anais' head fell into her paws. The electric type seemed to hop from the frying pan, right into another frying pan.

"Ugh, I guess I should let you know. Okay, just promise me that you won't be weirded out or anything, alright? I kinda feel bad for what I did to her." the fairy bargained.

Uncertain, though curious, the electric quadrupedal brandished a pinky. "I dunno why I'd be weirded out, but sure."

"Uhh… What are you doing?"

The gleam eyes Pokemon nodded at his digit. "C'mon. It's a pinky swear, Anais."

"Ah, alright, fine." Smiling, the Sylveon caved, and interlocked her own pinky with the childish Luxray. "So, I know it's wrong, but I think a couple weeks ago, Bella was feeling bad because she thought no one liked her or anything."

"Bella? Remind me who that is again?"

"The Mightyena in question, Raidon."

"Oh, yeah yeah yeah. Continue."

"...Okay, so anyways, she was down in the dumps 'bout it, she didn't even come to school for a few days because of it."

"Darn. It sounds like depression to me." added the Luxray impertinently.

"No doy. I never thought depression was real, you know?"

"Neither did I, actually. That's because of my mom, but…"

"Mmm." agreed Anais, nonchalantly, but not fully aware. "Yeah, so anyway, where was I? Okay, yeah, so, I was telling her how she's actually really nice, and a buncha guys - or girls - would die for her."

Raidon's face was increasingly perplexed. His tongue came out of its depths to fiddle around with the straw of his choccy milk. "Um, okay. Anais, I gotta say, I think you've told me this story before."

"Wait, really? So why did you ask for it in the first place?!" the Sylveon frustratedly bellowed at her boyfriend, who took cover behind the carton of choccy milk.

"I'm sorry! I genuinely forgot. I've had tons on my mind recently, although I don't really forget stuff."

Forcing herself another spoonful of green leaves and tomatoes, Anais swallowed and stared at the electric type intently. "Whatcha been thinkin' bout?"

"Ehh, well, a few days ago, my-"

"Hey, um, sorry to interrupt you two!"

It was a voice neither of them had heard before. Raidon looked to his right. Anais to her left. Stood at the shortest side of the table, a humble Salazzle, whose gaze told of unfamiliarity and timidity. In their scaly hands, was a tray of common cafeteria crud at rest. The couple glanced at each other, over and over again.

"Umm… Hi." spoke the Salazzle again, in an obviously female voice.

"Hi."

"Hey."

The duo's responses were as stale as the salad on Anais' plate.

"Could I sit here? I'm new, and I kinda haven't made any actual friends yet."

Raidon held onto his choccy milk a little possessively, but still answered, "Sure!"

Anais glared at the Salazzle intensely, just so she knew where not to sit. Hence, she placed her bottom a small space away from Raidon and his milk carton.

"Thanks a lot, by the way. This school seems pretty harsh." the toxic lizard Pokemon sheepishly chuckled to herself in between speech. "I'm Sarah, by the way."

"Yeah, the other Pokemon here can be kinda hostile when they don't know you. I learned that the hard way." The Luxray beside her released his clench on his choccy milk once he deemed the new member of the table to be safe. "I'm Raidon. And this is Anais."

Anais smiled and waved, but couldn't shake the discomfort that sat on her shoulders. "Hi, nice to meet you."

Sarah pointed at the Sylveon and gasped. "Wa- You're Anais?"

Now, she began to grow more and more confused. Once again, Anais put her plate of salad to the side, resting an elbow on the table. "I mean… I suppose I am."

"Gosh, sorry, that must've sounded weird. It's just that I heard a bunch about you from this girl I met in first period." explained the flustered Salazzle, who stuck her claws out all sassy and all.

A rotten gut feeling tore Anais apart from the inside out. Raidon wasn't sure whether it was telepathy or just a testament to how well he knew the Sylveon, but he was starting to feel a secondhand perturbation in his stomach as well. He checked the sell by date on the bottom of his finished chocolate milk.

Clutching the carton tightly, Raidon bowed his head in betrayal. He should've known.

"Uhhh… Which girl?" Anais questioned. Her voice became more serious the more the glared into the Salazzle's slits for eyes.

"This wonderful Lopunny called Lola. Ugh, she's such a dear." Sarah admitted, fluttering her impressively long eyelashes. "She told me all about how great of a person you are!"

The feeling in her stomach ceased - not quite so for the Luxray - for now, and immediately flipped over to inflating her ego. "Ohh… Aww, thanks! She's such a marshmallow, that Lola."

Come on, Anais. You know you want to.

Want to what?

You know what I'm talking about.

The worst thing about Giratina's interjection was that Anais knew they were right. Eyes darting left and right, the fairy leaned into the conversation a little further. "I'm sure you don't mind me askin', but what'd she say about me?"

"Weeell, sh-"

"Um, hey. You guys?" Raidon butted in, looking a bit pale around the cheeks, which was hard to say for a Pokemon with fur as dark as space itself. "I'm uh… I'm gonna visit the bathroom real quick."

"Yeah yeah, it's all good. Now what were you saying, Sarah?" rudely dismissed the fairy type. Meanwhile, Raidon hopped out of his seat and got outta dodge.

"Hope he's alright. Anyway, she told me a bunch of stuff. Like how independent and cool you are; you can tell she really thinks you're great." rambled Sarah, happily listing off what she remembers. "She also thinks you're pretty, smart, funny - Ooh! And really brave after going through that breakup with your old boyfriend. I feel sorry for you, honestly, just hearing how he treated you."

Anais' ego halted in the middle of a crossroad, not sure where that last comment was supposed to take her. "Umm… What?"

"Ah, I'm sorry. Should I not have mentioned it?" The Salazzle scratched the back of her head awkwardly.

"No, no, I'm just confused. Hang on; Lola said what about a break up?"

"Well, she told me that you were dating this guy, but broke up with him because he wasn't treating you well enough."

The elucidation only made Anais' chagrin more and more eager to punch someone. "Did she specify who?"

"Umm, no, she didn't give any names."

"...Right. Thanks Sarah, just give me a second."

"Oh, okay. Take your time."

The Eeveelution stood up, with purpose. It also gave her a reason to leave her damn salad behind. Storming out of the cafeteria, she took to the bathrooms to get her companion.

Taking a left at one hallway and a right at the other, Anais stood outside of the boy's bathroom, where different male Pokemon would enter in and out, giving her awkward stares as she did so. Minutes piled on top of each other, however. There was only so long in a lunch time period, and the Sylveon began to get desperate.

It's just a bathroom, right? Why do I even care?

What? A girl being in the boys' bathroom ruins the precious sanctity of there being a boys' bathroom!

Ugh, I forgot you were 12.

Okay, jokes aside, the boys' room is gross, dude. It's like a warzone, but instead of stray bullets and landmines, it's wet paper towels and sticky floors. You don't want in.

Fuck it. Raidon's taking too long.

Suit yourself. By the way, if your paws get stuck to the floor, tap X to free yourself.

Noted.

Taking one last gasp of fresh air, Anais entered no man's land. Or should I say, no woman's land? I'll be here all night.

Surprisingly, it was cleaner than she expected. Of course, there were a few consistencies, such as the juxtaposed paper towel ball on the ceiling. Furthermore, the Sylveon found that she couldn't fathom not covering her nose.

The bathroom was uniform: Urinals on the left, closest to the exit. Stalls were on the far right, with sinks to clean up after yourself opposite them. Naturally, Anais wanted to minimize time spent in the bathroom as much as possible. She was certain that she was slowly dying.

"Raidon?!" she called out. "You in here?!"

"Yeah!" a voice came behind the one of the stalls. "Is that you, Anais?"

"Yeah, it is. You need to come out, we need to talk!"

"Umm… Could you give me like… Five minutes?"

Before Anais could answer again, a Decidueye came out from the first stall, closest to the door. They looked at the Sylveon extremely worriedly.

"Uhh… Are you lost?" the Decidueye asked politely, turning on the tap to wash his hands.

Anais glared blades through the grass and ghost type's skull. "Want me to make you into a fillet or somethin'? Scram!"

"W-Wha-"

"I said beat it!"

The Decidueye needed no further instruction. He got the heck outta there.

Raidon cumbrously cleared his throat. "Umm… See you later, Zeposte. I guess."

"...Who?"

"That was Zeposte. You know, you can meet some awful nice people in the stalls here, Anais. Maybe you could give it a go sometime."

"I think I'll give it a pass. Are you feeling alright?"

"Yeah, yeah… I'm pretty sure that chocolate milk was expired, though."

Anais inwardly groaned, although it wasn't exactly the Luxray's fault to begin with. "Aw… Well, how long do you think you're gonna be?"

"Ehh… As I said, five minutes." spoke the Raidon, although his voice clearly sounded strained. "Why? Is everything alright with you and Sarah?"

"Yeah, she's fine. But, I need to explain something to you outside."

The flush of a toilet resounded throughout the room. Another one of the stall doors opened. This time, it was a Galvantula to step out and wash his many appendages.

"Oh, hi Anais." the Galvantula greeted kindly. "How's thin-"

"Not now, Desmond."

"W-Well, I just wanted to see how you w-"

"I said not now, Desmond."

"Oh. Okay."

Desmond hung his head in defeat. Slowly, he walked around the Sylveon, and out of the bathroom. Keep your head up, Desmond. Keep your head up.

"Poor Desmond - never seems to be his day." commented the Luxray. "Must be something serious?"

Anais huffed in distress. "To an extent… Yeah, it is actually pretty serious… Fuck, man."

"Alright sure. But just remember, if I end up getting sick again, I guess you'll know why." Raidon was drowned out by the sound of a flushing toilet. "Remind me not to get chocolate milk again…"

"Heard…"

Finally, after what smelled like an hour's worth of exposure to tear gas, Raidon stepped out of the stall, beaming at his girlfriend albeit a little sickly.

"Hey there, Anais." he waved, before cleaning his paws with soap and water at the sink. "It might sound weird, but you look really cute when you hold your nose like that. I don't know why though."

The Sylveon's heart was catapulted through the clouds. In reality, a gentle blush appeared on her cheeks. "R-Raidon! I said this is serious!"

"Okay, I'm sorry, aha. I don't think anyone is here, so do you want to talk about it here?"

"Umm… Okay, fine." Anais considered taking her digits off her nose, but remembered what Raidon had said, before leaving it on. "So, that Sarah was telling me that apparently Lola said I broke up with my boyfriend, but she didn't say who!?"

"Oh… Well, have you?"

"I mean, yeah."

"Really? Who?"

Abashed, Anais aimed her glare at the ground. "Umm… Okay, I know this is a bad time to tell you, but I have a feeling she's talking about Manu…"

"Huh? As in the Zeraora? You two dated!?"

"It was ages ago! Before he moved. Don't worry about it, okay?"

Raidon turned the tap off, drying his paws with a paper towel. "I'm not worrying or anything, aha! I'm just surprised it was Manu of all people!"

"H-Hey! I was young, and have no self esteem! Pricks like Manu thrive off people like me." retorted the Sylveon, who wasn't very happy with the situation in its entirety, let alone her current one. "I'm just afraid that Lola's spreading false information, but I don't know why she would!"

"It sounds like we need to talk with Lola, to be honest."

"Right… I think I know where she'd be at lunch…"

…

A father of two sat at his cluttered desk. Paramount papers were strewn everywhere. The monitor had fallen into a dark sleep hours ago. His eyelids felt like they were so very close to shutting and locking themselves together for at least another fifteen minutes. He glanced at the clock hung up on the wall of his office cubicle, next to a picture of his beloved Cassidy. Only an hour and a half left. His lazy gaze shifted to the piles of files sat hungrily on his desk. Sometimes, he asked himself whether life was worth living, if accounting was to be a part of it.

"Hey, Jizzey!"

He knew that voice all too well. The manager of this establishment, a Honchkrow, hopped his way into Julley's cubicle, which was already too small for him, let alone his boss, a big boss Pokemon.

"H-Hi Haines. I-It's Julley, by the way."

Mitchell Haines, the boss of the office, as he'd let everyone know to call him as, guffawed while slamming another load of files onto the Umbreon's desk. "Haha, sure, whatever you say. Anyway, got some more audit jobs for you. Don't 'spose you mind workin' overtime tonight to catch up on all these… H-H-HELLO!" The much larger Honchkrow peeked into the dark type's cubicle, pressing his furry chest into Julley's back. "Damn! Is that your piece, Jull?"

"Huh? My piece?" replied the dark type, confused as per usual. Although, things became more apparent as Julley realised what Haines seemed to be staring at. "D-Do you mean my wife?"

"You're married? Damn, Julley? How'd a guy like you get a gal like her?"

It was a bit of an odd conversation, but Julley would be lying if he said this was out of the ordinary. "Um, well, we met in h-high school, and never left each other since."

"...You must have a big dick."

"E-Excuse me?"

Haines spread his wings, as if to shrug his shoulders. "Woah, how did that just come out?! Aha, I'm sorry, Juzzler, just speakin' what's on the mind, that's all." the Honchkrow rambled, laughing nervously. He then pointed to another framed picture of an Eeveelution, licking the vertices of his beak lustfully. "So anyways, Jull, who's this dimepiece, eh? Is it your side hustle? El booty call? Yo' bitch, as they say in the streets?"

"That's… My daughter."

"..."

"..."

"..."

"...So, uh you wanna hang out later? I'm all free tonight. There's a game going on later, thought we could catch it, y'know?"

"Thanks, Haines, b-but I think I'm gonna be busy with all this work you gave me tonight."

The Honchkrow scoffed, tipping the aegean blue fedora-like feathery crest that adorned his head. "Aha, that's cool. You know, I just remembered that I'm all booked up for tonight too, anyways, so…"

"Uh, alright… D-Didn't you just say that you were free today?" Julley questioned, turning around to face his boss.

"No, actually; You know me, gotta meet this chick downtown, y'know?" Haines boasted, sticking his chest out proudly. "Gonna take her to that restaurant. The one that serves the good ass mozzarella sticks. Yeah, that one."

Nodding his head slowly, Julley put on a polite smile for his boss. "Well, I-I hope it all goes well for you, Haines."

"Yup. 'Preciate, it." Haines stood awkwardly before the Umbreon, fiddling his wingtips together as if he had nothing to do. "Considering showing her the crib. Maybe I'll give 'er the long stroke, you know what I mean?"

"I… Uhm…"

"Long stroke. You ever heard of that?"

"I… Don't… think so…"

"Welp." A wing playfully slapped Julley on his back. "Looks like you got another somethin' on your to-do list."

One half-hearted guffaw later, and Haines finally stepped away from Julley's cubicle. Closer observation would show the Honchkrow shaking his head as he made his way back into the manager's office.

The Umbreon let his head fall into his paws. At least the pay was good.

…

Skimming through the hallways, neither Anais nor Raidon expected there to be so many confused glances directed at them from the general school population. Each turn made the Sylveon more and more disturbed, to the point she couldn't help flattening her ears against her head in shame. Students lined the walls of lockers for eons, and nearly all of them had laid her eyes on the pair at least once.

"What the fuck?" whispered Anais to the Luxray beside her. "Why am I getting side-eyed by people I don't even know?"

Raidon was within their critical sight as well. "I have no idea." the Luxray said, peering back over his shoulder. "But I think I may have an idea for something else."

The electric type slowly came to a stop in his stride. Turning around, he pointed at a lowly Blaziken further down the hall who looked like they had a long day full of battling, training and criticism.

"Hey, isn't that Brendan Bursyamo!?"

Immediately, the blaze Pokemon perked up, but it was too late. Tidal waves of school Pokemon rushed the poor Blaziken into oblivion, begging for autographs, pictures, and even private meets. On the other hand, it provided a great escape for the Luxray and Sylveon duo in the opposite direction. Anais merely glanced over her shoulder.

"Poor Barry." murmured the fairy, frowning at the fate of her cousin. "But, you know Raidon, that's pretty funny."

Raidon nodded his head from side to side. "Well, the guy told me himself people couldn't tell the difference well. My question is why people haven't noticed earlier."

"Luck?"

Plo- I mean luck, yeah.

The two made it to the gymnasium, where tens of Pokemon used the free time to practice stunts, kicks, or just mingle on the bleachers. It wasn't hard to spot Lola, who threw flurries of punches at a sand-filled bag.

As they slowly approached her, Raidon glanced at the Sylveon. "Hey, by the way, how did you know she was going to be here? Did you send her a text message?"

"Nah. Lola's been practicing to make it onto the battling team, just because Barry's in it. It's weird." replied the Sylveon, before they were in earshot of the Lopunny. "Hey, Lola!?"

The Lopunny delivered one last kick, before she turned around, wiping the sweat off her forehead. "Whew. Hey, you… Uh, am I missing something?"

"Um, I think we're the ones missing something." replied Anais, sitting on her backside and folding her forearms. "What's with that conversation you had with Sarah, the Salazzle."

Lola threw a towel about her shoulders. "Yeah, I know Sarah. Which convo, though?"

"The one you had this morning! You told her that I broke up with my boyfriend!"

"Umm… To be honest, I thought you did. You haven't been in school for ages."

Raidon could feel Anais' frustration through the squeaky clean gymnasium floor. He took a step back for good measure.

"What? But why would you believe that?!"

"Chill, Ann. Bella told me you and Raidon dated for like a day or two, but you blew him off for whatever reason." explained the Lopunny, flaunting her hips as she leaned to one side. "I should be the one askin' the questions, Boo. So what's the deal with you two now?"

Anais pointed at herself and the meek Luxray, "We're of course, still together! What the fuck is Bella's problem, spreading lies about me?"

"Didn't you two have a thing, that time?"

Both Lola and Anais leered at the Luxray. The former spoke up first, though. "You know, he's right. The entire school heard about you and Bella beefing, but no one knew why."

"It's because - Okay, I'll explain later. What else did Bella say about me? Do you know, Lollipop?" desperately questioned the Sylveon. She entered the gym with less questions compared to right now.

"Well, you'd know if you'd answer your phone, Ann!" jestered the normal type, shaking her right hand which had her mobile device in it.

"I'm sorry! I was in a fucking awful place this past week, and I really just couldn't catch a break. Please, Lola."

"Alright, fine. She didn't say who, but she said you had a new side dish a week ago. You know, I want answers as much as you do."

"That's all lies. Where is she? I'm gonna find that dumb bitch." coldly hissed Anais, looking all over the gymnasium just in case.

"Hey, don't you go beatin' her ass or anything, Ann." Lola, sneered pointing to the doors that led outside to the central playground area. "Although she's out hangin' with her new friends, anyway."

"New friends!? Arceus when I get my hands on her I'm gonna get that mfer by ears and…"

The Sylveon's speech soon became a part of the gym ambiance, as she strutted off toward her new objective. Lola smirked at the Sylveon's other half, a Luxray who was still a little white in the face.

"Hey, you know, Raidon?"

"What's that?"

"You two make a cute couple. Go out 'n' make sure she doesn't kill anybody, please."

Raidon scratched his head. "Thanks… But I don't think I can make any promises right now."

The Luxray chuckled alongside the hazel bunny, before taking his leave from the gymnasium to the grassy outdoors. It was only his second day back, and as per usual, pandemonium reigned rampantly.

Worst of all? The pain of chocolate regret in his stomach just wouldn't budge.

…

That'll bring an end to things. I had so much fun making this chapter, mostly because of the That Universe Discord server aiding me with some of the characters. I know I've said it a million times, but thanks for the read! If you'd like in on the discord server, where we host competitions, talk incessantly and share memes, friend me on Discord at Luanastar#5525. We'll take things from there.

-LuanOTP