A/N: Friendly heads up, this chapter contains a tiny bit of Lemon in it. It's brief but I still felt like I should warn you ahead of time since I know that I appreciate it when the author gives a heads up that Lemon(s) will be in a chapter.

Tyler: Lemons? I think you mean Nomel berries right?

DrPhill26: Wait what?

Tyler: Well we don't have Lemons in the Pokémon universe. The closest thing we have are Nomel berries. I'm not really a fan of them though. Too sour for my taste.

DrPhill26: Not that kind of Lemon you idiot. I'm talking about the other kind of Lemon.

Tyler: A defective car? But we're in the middle of the ocean right now.

DrPhill26 I'm not talking about that one either!

Tyler: Well what are you talking about then?

DrPhill26: You'll see soon enough Tyler. You'll see soon enough.

Tynamyte17 is online.

Charliemander290 has signed online.

Charliemander290: holy shit you're online

Tynamyte17: hey to you too

Charliemander290: its been a while since we chatted

Tynamyte17: sry bout that. kinda been in the middle of the ocean

Charliemander290: thats cool

Tynamyte17: yeah it is.

Charliemander290: the whole gang is here right now.

Tynamyte17: tell them i say hi.

Charliemander290: we can all read the screen stupid

Tynamyte17: shut up…

Charliemander290: lol

Charliemander290: so you're on a ship right now?

Tynamyte17: yeah

Charliemander290: mike wants to know if there are any hot chicks

Charliemander290: amber just slapped him XD

Tynamyte17: let's put it this way

Tynamyte 17: i am definitely enjoying the view

Charliemander290: nice

Tynamyte17: getting sick of the ship though

Charliemander290: i bet.

Tynamyte17: been at sea for almost a week now and we still haven't seen land.

Charliemander290: carl thinks you should have gone to Unova.

Tynamyte17: thought about it but Sinnoh won out.

Charliemander290: boooo

Tynamyte17: shut up.

Charliemander290: w/e you know you love us

Tynamyte17: not with that attitude :P

Charliemander290: lol

Charliemander290: are you close yet?

Tynamyte17: can't be more than a day or two out. I can't wait.

Charliemander290: bring me something.

Tynamyte17: screw you

Tynamyte17: so what's new in phenac? you guys didn't destroy it while i was away right?

Charliemander290: there might be a few destroyed buildings.

Tynamyte17: lol

Charliemander290: but srsly, nothings different.

Charliemander290: just a lot more boring without you here

Tynamyte17: i bet.

Tyler's phone rang saying he had a new text message from someone. Picking up the phone he saw Wendy's number. 'What are you doing?' the message read. He quickly typed up a response 'chatting with friends back home'.

Charliemander290: what's it like being by yourself?

Tynamyte17: kinda boring actually.

Tynamyte17: being stuck on a ship does that.

Charliemander290: aside from that though…

Tynamyte17: i'm just glad to be away from bitch-ney.

Charliemander290: i know that feeling, little siblings are the worst.

Another ring… 'Aw, you're homesick ha-ha' Tyler rolled his eyes. 'What about you?'

Charliemander290: amber here. charlie and carl are fighting over what he just said and mike is watching them.

Tynamyte17: i'm not surprised.

Charliemander290: i really hope your enjoying yourself. we all do.

Tynamyte17: you don't need to worry about me. i'm having the time of my life.

Charliemander290: that's good to hear.

Tynamyte17: how is my family doing?

Charliemander290: i assume they feel like we do

Tynamyte17: okay then. tell them i say hi.

Charliemander290: tell them yourself

Tynamyte17: you do it you're closer than i am.

A new text message from Wendy… 'Nothing really, planning a quiet day in my room. You can come over if you want.' Well it was something to do today at least. Being cooped in his room was pretty low on the list of things Tyler wanted to do today. 'Cool, I'll bring Eevee over when I do.'

Charliemander290: charlie's back.

Charliemander290: did you see the new video that max revive put out? It's really good.

Charliemander290: you even there mate?

Tynamyte17: sry, got distracted.

Tynamyte17: what's it about

Charliemander290: you should just watch it.

Tynamyte17: it's that good huh

Tyler's phone went off yet again. 'I would love you so much if you did. J' He didn't think there was much need to respond to this one.

Tynamyte17: guess i should go watch this video then.

Tynamyte17: was good talking to you guys again.

Charliemander290: talk to ya later mate

Tynamyte17: likewise

Charliemander290 has logged out

Three hours had already passed since Tyler finished talking with his friends. He'd always found Sundays to be unnaturally long, and today was no exception. It was one of those days where minutes felt like hours, agonizingly long hours that just failed to end no matter your efforts to speed the day up. A Munchlax swimming in quicksand could go faster than this day was. But the option to go over to Wendy's cabin and hang out was a step in the right direction. There was just something about her that really intrigued Tyler, besides her obviously pretty appearance. He felt the two of them just naturally meshed in a way that he wasn't used to with most people, let alone women. Even the friendships he had going with the gang back in Phenac City had to develop over time and grow into the comfortable level of acceptance and playful mockery they were at now. But with Wendy, that feeling had come almost instantly, and it made him happy he'd found someone like her on his adventures so quickly.

"Hey Eevee?" Tyler called for his Pokémon. "Where are you?" She popped her head out from behind the curtain separating the bed from the living room. "How would you like to go visit someone today?"

"Vee?" She cocked her head looking curious.

"Looks like your fur is a bit messy though. No worries, I know how to fix that." Tyler said walking towards the Pokémon. He pulled the curtain aside enough for him to get in. Eevee hopped out of the way into the small living area as Tyler opened his backpack and grabbed a brush and a comb. Seeing the brush, Eevee smiled, wagging her tail as Tyler sat back down on the couch. She eagerly jumped into his lap looking very much forward to the brushing she would receive. One of the few ways that Tyler was able to get any kind of emotion out of his Eevee was by spoiling her with a good brushing.

He started with a gentle back and forth motion along her back with the larger brush. Eevee happily called her name enjoying the attention she was receiving. Taking that as a sign he was doing a good job, Tyler continued brushing her back. Looking at Eevee he noticed she had a bit of a snarl in her fur so he set her down and ran the brush under some water for a moment. Returning, he resumed the brushing and after some careful use of pressure, untangled the few snarls there were in Eevee's fur. When Tyler finished with the last snarl, the fur on his Pokémon's back now had a light sheen to it which looked nice.

Switching gears to the comb, he focused on her small legs first, combing down and away from her body to keep the hair straight. Tyler knew from experience that actually using the brush was quite difficult to get at her legs, which is why he kept a comb specifically for using on her legs. Finished with all four legs, he moved on to her head and neck region. The puffy whiter mane required a very special touch that Tyler wasn't the greatest at pulling off. He had to hold the comb backwards and pull it away from him which required a surprising amount of dexterity to pull off. It wasn't his best effort but it was satisfactory and Tyler finished up with her tail which was simple enough to pull off.

"Ee-vee!" Tyler's princess was very happy with the job Tyler had done when he'd finished.

"Glad you enjoyed that, now how about we go over to Wendy's?" Tyler said lightly scratching her beneath the chin. His Eevee smiled at him before opening her mouth and playfully nibbling on his finger, a thing she only did when she was very happy with Tyler. He was used to it, but still every time she did nibble him it always hurt a bit.

"Ow!" Tyler said looking down at his hand with a frown. "Well I guess that means yes. I just wish you'd show your appreciation in a less painful way."

"Vee! Eevee!" The Eevee just continued to smile and wag her tail as Tyler sighed reaching for his phone. He fired off a quick text message to Wendy saying that he and Eevee would be on their way before getting himself ready. Taking the backpack he packed his laptop just in case he might need it and grabbed Eevee's Poké ball. Magnus and Caelum looked at Tyler as he packed, expecting to be a part of the adventure as well. He figured Wendy wouldn't mind and so he grabbed their balls as well and called them back with a flash. He was about to do the same for Eevee but she stoutly refused to go into her ball; she wanted Tyler to carry her on the way there. Begrudgingly attaching the three shrunken balls to his belt, Tyler picked up his Eevee and held her in his arms with her two front paws draped over them.

"Are you happy now princess? Or shall I go fetch the carriage?" Tyler sarcastically asked his Pokémon who only smiled back at Tyler in response.

With his little princess held delicately in his arms, Tyler left the cabin and went to find Wendy. She wasn't kidding when she said they were on opposite ends of the ship; Tyler's cabin in 3216 was port side near the bow of the Mirage. Meanwhile Wendy's cabin in 1725 was in the starboard aft of the boat. Along his way, Tyler passed a number of passengers who noticed Eevee in his arms and almost all of them wanted to pet her. Basking in the attention she was receiving, princess Eevee happily played along while Tyler became increasingly frustrated with what felt like the entire ship wanting to say hello. It wasn't like Eevee was a particularly rare Pokémon, Tyler knew many trainers in Orre who had one or one of its evolutions. Not to mention both the heroes Michael and Wes had them as well. But apparently outside of Orre, Eevee were not that common a sight despite their apparently massive popularity.

It took longer than it should have, but Tyler finally made his way to the hallway where Wendy's cabin was. Her cabin was right next to the first stairwell that descended into the back of the ship so it was quite easy to find. What wasn't easy was fixing Eevee's mane again. All of the attention she'd received had messed it up and Tyler wanted her to look her best when he introduced her. With a sigh, he sat down in the hallway and took the brush out of his backpack yet again. He wasn't quite as gentle this time as irritation had taken hold, but the Eevee put up with it, or at least she did at first. Her ears perked up and she tried to wiggle out of her trainer's arms soon after he'd begun. She didn't normally behave like this so Tyler was curious when she started walking down the hallway and he followed her a few doors down. Eevee stopped in front of a door in the hallway before she looked back at Tyler and quietly mewed at him. Tyler looked at the number on the door and saw it read 1725.

"Huh, I guess Eevee just wanted to get here a bit faster than I thought." Tyler mused watching her point at the door. "Wait, did I ever tell her what room Wendy was in? Whatever, that's not important." Tyler reached his hand out to knock the door but stopped when he heard a noise that sounded strange. He couldn't quite place his finger on it but it sounded like a muffled cry of some sort.

"Did you hear that too Eevee?" He asked looking down at the Pokémon. She nodded her head and pointed at the door with one of her paws. "Yeah, that's Wendy's room." Eevee shook her head and pointed at the door a second time. "Wait, are you saying the noise came from here?" This time she nodded her head continuing to point at the door. Tyler placed his ear up against the doorframe of Wendy's room and tried listening for the noise again. It didn't take long for him to hear another muffled cry similar to the one he'd heard before. That definitely confirmed that whatever the source of the voice was, it was coming from Wendy's room.

He continued to listen a while longer and continued to hear these same series of noises through the door and it started to worry Tyler. Having a police officer for a father had developed a sort of hero's reflex in him that when he suspected someone of being in danger from some situation, he wanted to help them if he was able. He took his head off the doorframe and tried to assess the situation properly, although there wasn't much to go off of. All he knew for certain was that he heard some sort of suspicious cry coming from Wendy's room. A cry that as a comparatively loud one just indicated to Tyler said that whoever was in there, which was most likely Wendy, was probably in trouble. Looking around the hallway he saw that there weren't any staff members around for Tyler to ask for assistance. As he did he heard yet another cry and decided he needed to take matters into his own hands.

"Okay, hero time, let's do this." He whispered kneeling to his Pokémon's level. "Here's the plan Eevee, I'm going to break in the door handle and head inside. I need you to stay out here and wait for me to call you. Also keep your eyes out for anyone coming this way. If someone does come, do something to get my attention and be ready to fight." She nodded with a quiet 'vee' and took a position aside the door to Tyler's right. Tyler himself took a few steps back from the door and remembered the lesson his dad taught him in how to properly break a wooden door, which he'd learned one day when they were remodeling their home shortly after moving to Phenac City.

"Son, today I'm gonna teach you how to break in a locked door like they taught me in police academy." Even in Tyler's memory he looked the same as he did seven years ago when he first taught him.

"Why on Earth would I need to know how to do that?" Young Tyler asked his dad.

"You never know son but one day you'll thank me for it." His dad took a step back from the door he was going to demonstrate the technique on. "You'll want to stand about this far from the door, and aim your kick about here." His right foot was lifted up and placed a little above and to the left of the door's right side handle. "Make sure you lead with the heel of your foot, and step into it a bit to transfer all your weight into the kick. So that when you do it properly, it looks LIKE THIS!" Tyler's dad swiftly brought his heel to the spot he showed his son, and with a powerful blow the wooden door splintered where he struck it. Triumphant laughter came from his dad as he pulled his foot out of the door, stuck his hand through the hole and unlocked the already open door.

"That was so cool dad!" Young Tyler exclaimed gleefully.

"That wasn't anything really special." Dad said still laughing. "Maybe I'll take you to the range some time and I'll teach you how to shoot a gun."

"Really!?" Tyler squealed with excitement.

"No you will not!" Tyler's mother came furiously up the stairs berating her husband for smashing the door, even if they were going to replace it. Eventually everyone just laughed happily in the innocent memory.

Back in the present day, Tyler lined his foot up against the door visualizing where he needed to strike. He set his kicking foot back behind his pivot foot and took a calming breath to ready himself before he struck. Just like his father had taught him he stepped into the kick smashing his heel into the spot next to the lock. He felt the doorframe buckle behind his weight and the lock fall off its place. It wasn't nearly as flashy or splintery as his dad had taught him but it was effective enough. He planted his foot back down and charged into the door with a shoulder tackle. "Thanks dad." Tyler thought to himself as the door flung open.

"Don't worry Wendy! I'm here to save… the… FUCK IS GOING ON HERE?" In his head he had imagined a scenario where Wendy was being held hostage by a group of robbers or something of a similar nature. A scenario where she was tied to a chair with her mouth gagged and the cries he heard stemmed from that. This imagined scene could not have been farther from the truth that lay before his eyes. Wendy was not held hostage like he'd thought, but instead was alone in her room with her Lucario, both of them lying on their bed in what could you could only describe as a highly intimate moment. The Lucario was staring intently at his trainer, paw resting carefully on the back of her head as it bobbed up and down around his midsection. It would look suspicious enough if she was on level with his chest spike, but her head was nowhere near that; it was much lower. It soon became painfully obvious to Tyler that Wendy, the first person he met on this journey, not to mention first person he'd become friends with on this journey, was giving her Pokémon a blowjob.

"Oh shit!" Wendy sprang up off her bed as the Lucario did the same, the Pokémon assuming a battle stance. "What the hell are you doing here? Did you just break in my door?" Wendy hurriedly began straightening back out her clothes, which in the heat of the moment Tyler had failed to notice were still actually on her.

"Don't fucking change the subject! I'm the one asking questions here! What the fuck are you doing with your Lucario?"

"Carrr." Lucario growled at Tyler angrily, his front paws were placed behind his body; a small blue sphere of energy began forming and intensifying in his presence. Tyler's attention shifted from Wendy to the bipedal Pokémon, and inadvertently to his still erect member, the site of which only served to make Tyler angrier.

"Oh you want to go!? Alright then let's do this!" Tyler detached Magnus' Poké ball from his belt and released the Fire type from his constraints. Magnus was already ready to go, growling back at Lucario as flames shot up from his body. Eevee had now joined the fray as well as she too came in and started growling and barking at everyone in the room.

"Tyler! Pulse! Calm down! You're both blowing this completely out of control." Wendy yelled having stepped between her Pokémon and Magnus. The Lucario seemed to take a more relaxed stance, but Tyler only intensified in his rage.

"Really? Because to me it looked like you were the one doing all of the blowing here. And it seemed like you were doing a pretty controlled job of it."

"Will you just shut up and listen to me! I can explain everything."

"You don't need to explain shit! I saw…"

"Both of you! What is going on here?" Still irate, Tyler turned around finding a crowd of the Mirage's staff had gathered outside the room and was surveying the scene that lay before them. Wendy took a place behind Tyler as she spoke to the group before her.

"Nothing really, just a bit of a lover's spat that has gotten a little out of hand, that's all." Wendy cheerily smiled a fake smile as she tried to diffuse the situation as quickly as possible. It was impressive how she was able to jump between emotions into this calmer façade. "We didn't mean to go this far, right darling?" She added looking directly at Tyler as she stood beside him with an arm around his shoulder.

"What the fuck are you talking about?" He whispered. Wendy drove three fingers rather painfully into the back of Tyler's spine causing him to wince.

"Play along and neither of us will get in nearly as much trouble as we will be if you don't." Wendy whispered back in an ominous and foreboding tone." Tyler hated to admit it but she was right. He certainly didn't want to get potentially tied to whatever the hell was going on in here.

"Y-yeah! Nothing to see here." Tyler said embarrassedly raising his hand to the back of his head.

"There's actually a lot to see here, for one the door looks broken." One of the staffers said pointing at the door in as deadpan an expression as physically possible. Tyler nervously laughed, trying to avoid his gaze.

"None of this would have happened if someone wasn't busy ogling all the other women on this ship." Wendy said, cuffing Tyler on the back of his head.

"Ow! Dammit that hurt."

"Well I wouldn't have to do that if you weren't so insensitive all the time." Wendy started fake crying.

"Oh I'm the insensitive one! All I did was say hi to another girl who said hello to me first. I had to respond to her, it's called common courtesy!" Both Wendy and Tyler continued to yell at each other, over the other's sentences creating a rather convincing looking argument to the staff that was looking on. It didn't take long for it to escalate back up to the previous level of rage before one of the staffers had grabbed everyone's attention with a shrill whistling noise with his fingers.

"Both of you listen!" The whistle blowing staffer yelled. "Look, you're both angry with each other, we get that. But this isn't the place for it. You keep this up and you'll just end up disturbing the other passengers." Tyler and Wendy looked at each other and both shared the same worried smile. "And were you two seriously about to have a Pokémon battle in the middle of your room?"

"Uh actually we aren't sharing the…" Tyler tried interrupting but was ignored as the guy continued.

"Just look at all the damage you've already caused! This room is a complete mess; it looks like a bomb went off in here!" To be fair to Tyler and Wendy they hadn't caused that much harm to the room aside from Tyler kicking the door in, but the room had been turned messy in the chaos that already ensued. "You guys do know we have a battle deck right? If you need to settle your argument with a Pokémon battle, then for crying out loud do it there."

"I think we will." Wendy said looking back at Tyler with a coy smile. Tyler could only sigh in agreement.

Maybe it was because there was a cold front developing on the horizon but you could definitely feel something in the atmosphere between Tyler, Wendy and Pulse that resembled storm clouds. The separate group of staff on the Mirage who were radioed in to escort the two of them to the battle deck certainly could. As they looked at Tyler they could see only unfiltered anger. His eyes had glazed over bloodshot, and you could practically see the animated cruciform veins above his right eye as it twitched repeatedly. Conversely when they looked at Wendy she was hanging her head in shame with rain clouds over her head. The two were opposite sides of the same coin, and it definitely made the group's walk to the arena an uncomfortably difficult one. In contrast to the both of them was Pulse, who was walking stoically behind his master as if nothing had happened at all.

"What do you think the two of them were arguing about?" One of them, whispered.

"I don't know but clearly the guy is in the wrong." Another whispered back.

"How do you know?"

"Just look at them. He's pissed off and she looks devastated. It's pretty obvious what happened."

"I heard Adam say he got caught looking at girls and everything just blew up from there."

"Ugh, men like him are the worst." Tyler's bulging veins grew more profound at this comment.

"I know, I mean how could you look away from a pretty one like her for even a second?" Casanova here tried waving back at Wendy. Instead she only looked away and Tyler stared daggers into him. "Jeez, talk about uncomfortable."

"How do you think I feel asshole? You didn't just see someone fucking giving their Pokémon a blowjob." Tyler thought to himself. "God dammit… All that was supposed to happen today was me come over with my Pokémon so we could spend the day together. Maybe watch a movie or something dumb like that, I don't know. Nowhere on the list of things to do was whatever the fuck just happened… I suppose it could have been worse. At least I didn't walk in on her actually fucking her Lucario. I can only imagine how bad that would have been… oh fuck why did I say it like that? Son of a bitch, now that image is stuck in my head." Tyler let out a deep, agitated sigh before his internal monologue continued.

"Well, maybe it was just a onetime thing. Yeah, that's it; it could have just been like experimentation or something. I can't judge someone for experimentation. I mean, I've been curious about guys before, this is kind of the same thing right? But this still doesn't add up. If she knew I was coming over then why would she do that in the first place? Did she not get my message, or maybe she just got really into it and lost track of time? Does it take a Pokémon longer to cum than a human? Oh God, what is wrong with me! Why the hell am I defending her actions here? I mean what she did is just… just… Ugh, Fuck! I don't know what to think anymore!" Tyler threw his hands up to his head as he shook it in frustration.

Wendy took a parting glance over at Tyler sighing once again, and then another look back at her Pokémon. She snapped the fingers of her right hand softly twice catching both Tyler's and Pulse's attention. Tyler was noticeably irritated, but then again everything was setting him off right now so it came as little surprise. As he contemplated the meaning behind her action, Pulse nodded his head as his eyes began to take on a purplish hue as he looked back at his master. Since Pulse first hatched as a Riolu, Wendy had helped him develop his natural aura reading abilities to the point where the two of them could communicate telepathically among many other skills. That little double snap Wendy did was their signal that she wanted to have a talk with Pulse if they needed to have a more private conversation.

"Yes master?" Pulse's deep ethereal voice sounded in Wendy's head.

"I feel horrible Pulse." Wendy thought through the mental link.

"I assume that this is about Sir Tyler, correct?" Wendy nodded. "Are you okay?"

"No, I just told you I feel horrible." Wendy melancholically sighed looking back at Tyler, an action that got a few whispers from the escorting staff. An intense glare from Tyler at them however quickly shut them up, bringing silence back to this painfully uncomfortable atmosphere. "I just don't know what to do. I know I have to say something, but where do I begin, what do I say to him?"

"An apology is usually a good place to start." Pulse said rather matter-of-factly.

"Don't be a smartass with me Pulse; you think I don't know that?" Wendy's own frustrations began boiling over. "I know I need to say something, but what the hell am I supposed to say to him? I can't just be like Sorry you caught me having sex with my Pokémon and expect him to be okay with it! It's pretty obvious from his reaction he's not a Poképhile like us."

"I understand how you feel but…" Pulse began but Wendy interrupted him.

"I mean look at him, he looks like he's going to explode if anyone even looks at him the wrong way."

"He is definitely upset, but that's because…"

"Besides all of this is his fault anyways, I mean who the hell just kicks in someone's door like that? Have they not heard of knocking in the Orre region or do they all have sand for brains like him?"

"With all due respect master…"

"Hey I'm Tyler, Instead of knocking on the door like a normal person, I'm just gonna break the door and…"

"That's enough master!" Pulse yelled, physically manifesting his aura for a moment as he did which shut Wendy up in an instant. She knew better than anyone else that an angry Lucario, especially her own, was not someone you wanted to argue with. "I know better than anyone else ever could how you feel right now. I understand perfectly how frustrated you are, how worried you are."

"But all of this is…"

"As much our fault as it is his." Pulse finished his master's interruption with one of his own. "You are correct. All of this could have been avoided if Sir Tyler had not broken in the door. But who was it that ignored the message he sent earlier today which set up this mess in the first place?" Wendy's face erupted in light pink blush as she realized the truth in her Pokémon's words.

"I did." Wendy admitted sheepishly hanging her head in shame. "Dammit your right Pulse, you're always right… I'm sorry I yelled at you."

"There is no need to apologize to me. We should be apologizing to Sir Tyler."

"Right... so how is he doing?" Wendy asked looking back at Tyler again. "He still looks just as mad now as he was earlier." Pulse now too looked at the fuming man walking before him. He closed his eyes and extended his left paw towards him as the Lucario's aura manifested again.

"It is as you say. His aura is unstable and difficult for me to read." A frown came over the Pokémon's and his trainer's faces as he continued. "His own anger and frustration are dominating him at the moment, but I also detect a lot of confusion, stress and… this is a surprise. Betrayal is also present in his aura."

"Betrayal? What do you mean betrayal?" Wendy looked back at her Pokémon again with a surprised expression.

"It is difficult to explain, especially with the instability of his aura but I will try my best. Please give me a moment." Wendy could see her Lucario's brow furrow as the aura around his outstretched paw intensified briefly before he lowered it to his side. "I see… It seems to me that in the limited time Sir Tyler has known you, he has come to think of you as a friend. But after catching us in the act earlier he isn't sure what to think of you anymore."

"Oh God, now I feel even worse. He probably hates me; I can't really say I blame him either." Wendy silently sobbed as Pulse put a reassuring paw on her back.

"Anger implies love master." Pulse spoke poetically. "Because Sir Tyler is angry, that means he cares about you. If he cares about you, that means he will listen to us if we talk to him. I cannot say for certain but I believe most of his anger stems from confusion over what he saw. If we talk to him, set the record straight and explain everything to him, I have confidence his anger will subside."

"But how do we get rid of his anger Pulse? You said it yourself; it's dominating his aura right now."

"Don't worry master, I have a plan." A smirk came across the Lucario's face as he looked at Tyler one last time. "We just need to reignite a much larger fire inside of him, and our upcoming battle should do just that."

The group arrived at a set of elevator doors that would lead them up to the battle deck. The group was too large and the tension too thick for them all to fit in one elevator so the male staff split off and took Tyler into the first one. He begrudgingly made his way inside along with three others which unfortunately included Ass-anova and turned around looking out the door towards Wendy. She was looking down at her Lucario affectionately with a smile before she looked at up at Tyler ever so briefly and Tyler could make out a tear in the corner of her eye which spoke to him more than any amount of words could.

"Was she crying just now?" Tyler thought to himself. "I didn't think any of this really affected her that much with the way she was acting earlier, but I guess it did. Is it my fault she's upset? I mean I did yell at her the whole time; I didn't even try to listen to her. Not to mention, none of this would have happened in the first place if I had just knocked on the door like a normal person. Knock first, then break the door and only if needed to you idiot. God dammit, I feel like such an ass right now." The doors fully closed and the elevator started lifting the group up as Tyler's monologue continued.

"This whole thing is my fault. I need to talk to Wendy, apologize for my lack of proper judgment. She probably wants to do the same but I need to calm down first, otherwise this will just end up repeating itself again. Take a few deep breaths dude, in… out… in… out…"

"So uh dude, what happened between you and your lady friend?" Casanova started talking breaking Tyler out of his self-induced trance.

"Look buddy, I don't want to talk about it okay. I just need some time to myself." Tyler responded continuing his therapeutic breathing.

"It's a problem in bed isn't it?" Ass-anova ignored Tyler's request.

"Come on Mike, knock it off. Don't be a dick." One of the staff said, noticeably irritated with his coworkers actions.

"Look I don't want to talk about it. Just leave me alone." Tyler somberly said staring at his feet.

"Sounds like I'm right…" Ass-anova sneered making Tyler clench his fist in rage.

"Mike seriously shut up! Can't you see how pissed off he is already?" The same staffer loudly whispered to Mike. A noble gesture but it fell on deaf ears as Ass-anova continued.

"I mean if I was with a pretty lady like her, we wouldn't have that problem. She'd never be unsatisfied around me, like she must be with you for a boyfriend. I know she'd be screaming my name into the wee hours of the morning every single night, just begging me to continue. She'd be all like…" He coughed twice before continuing in a higher voice imitating a girl's.

"Oh yes Michael, don't ever stop! I want you to make love to me all night long." Tyler had heard enough of this guy's crap. Just when he thought he was starting to turn a corner this asshole had to open his fucking mouth. But hey, if he was going to shove his foot in his mouth like this, the least Tyler could do was help him choke on it. In a swift movement, Tyler turned himself around and pinned Casanova up against the elevator wall with a thud while also placing his left arm in a painful hammerlock and staring at him with eyes filled with all the burning frustration that had steadily been building up across the day.

"Listen up asshole because I'm only going to say this to you once before I break you. I am in no mood to put up with your shit right now. So why don't you do me, yourself and your coworkers a favor and shut the fuck up!? And I swear to God or Arceus or whatever creator fucked up when they made you, that if you say one more fucking word to me, I will rip your tongue out of your mouth and shove it so far up your ass that you'll taste the putrid shit spewing out of your mouth for the rest of your failed, miserable excuse of a life! Do I make myself clear!?" Casanova furiously nodded his head with a face that looked like he was about to piss himself in terror and maybe already did as the rest of the staff stood in stunned silence. Tyler threw Casanova's hand out of the hold as he stood there holding his limp arm in shock and disbelief while Tyler turned back to face the doors and returned to a private monologue in his head. "I was right fucking there and I still have no idea what I just saw myself. How the fuck else am I supposed to act?"

"You know you deserved that right?" One of the staff said as the others joined in berating Ass-anova for being a douche amidst his feeble attempts at a defense. Tyler got a little satisfaction out of knowing he wasn't the only one who hated this guy, but just wished that everyone in the elevator would just shut up and leave him alone in silence.

A/N: So that was a thing... I don't think Tyler is going to be able to join me in our usual post chapter schtick like we normally do so I'll just keep this brief. This is DrPhill26 signing out and I hope to see you next time...