Before we begin:

If I offended anyone last chapter I am sorry. I needed an example of what the Pokemon Special Forces does, and needed a reason they were unable to help Renee's coworkers. The first thing to come to mind that was recent was Isis. So... yeah... sorry... In addition, I don't own Groot, just my version of it.

On to the story!

The mess hall was packed! After I got my food (A big slice of pizza with BBQ chicken cubes on it. Yum!) I looked for a table. After wondering around for like 5 minutes, some other Pokemorphs invited me to their table. Since I was always a bit socially awkward, I simply sat down and started eating. Then, the others started asking questions.

"Whats your name friend?"

"..."

"Look man, were all kinda the outcasts here. We saw you wondering a bit dazed, and assumed the same of you. If you want to just keep eating, we are cool with that, just thought you would want some friends, especially early on."

"...Sorry... Just not used to it. People usually just invite me to there table to make fun of me. Wherever I go its like my past schooling haunts me..." I replied. "My name is Dom, and thanks a ton."

"No problems. I'm Dave the Galvantula, that's Fred the Infernape, and there's Groot the Trevanent."

"I say "I am Groot!" one time people! ONE TIME!"

"But you never correct us do you?"

"..."

"Anyways... You said something about being haunted by something?"

"You guys promise not to tell anyone?"

"Kinda hard with mind readers, but yeah."

"Okay. Well, I've got mental issues. I have trouble channeling anger, and sometimes I just explode. At my first school, that sort of stuff was the norm. Its also where some of my awkwardness comes from. But when I went to public school, that changed. I had transferred in the middle of the year, and not known half of what they were teaching me. The other half I was amazing at. So, half the time I looked like a know-it-all and the other half a kid with no brain. I ended up having science class with someone that was out to get me. The person would continuously pick on me, quiet enough that the teacher wouldn't here me but loud enough for me to here. One day, I just snapped. Luckily for her..."

"Her?"

"Lets just say bullying isn't sexist. Anyways, I had a shred of self control left, so I didn't hit her. But I did scream. Loudly. Like, half-the-school-herd-it loud. The other half had a name and face that night thanks to the beauties of texting, Twitter, and Facebook. Nobody looked at me the same again."

"Dude! That is nothing. I once walked the wrong way when trying to get to school. I eventually had to get picked up by the Principal. Then, it happened again. For like the next quarter. Needless to say the principle was pretty surprised when I finally got it right. At least your tormentor was asking for it!" replied Fred.

"Wow. Okay. That actually makes me feel a lot better. Thanks! But anyways, part of the reason I lasted so long was the thought of creaming the Elite 4/Champion on the way home from school. Anger management 101: beat up something to relieve stress. In addition, its satisfying to watch your Pokemon do the victory parade thing at the very end. One of my favorite plays was to use the move Powder on Malva's Pokemon. I had bug typing, so she would always go for the fire move, taking a 1/4 of her health. I always laughed a bit."

"Okay enough about differences. What about video games? You know, other then mainstream Pokemon..." Said Groot.

"Well, to name a few, Dragon Quest 9, all of the ranger games, Minecraft, Don't Starve, bit of Bioshock Infinite, some Homeworld... A lot of stuff really. Oh, and I rented a Minecraft server."

"REALLY!"

"Sheesh... yeah, but I have no idea how its gonna keep running... its like $100 a year... Not to mention I'm technically dead... the service was probably canceled..."

"Aw..."

"But... I do know how to make one from scratch..."

"YEAH!"

"But I would need a fairly strong computer, and if the majority of the people here are going to be on it, its gonna require a fair bit of maintenance. If its a recent desktop, most of its resources will be put towards it, sparing just enough for like one mod."

"Hmm... what about if you taught everyone how to make one? Weekends is just sort of hang-out time, and everyone has a computer." Said Dave.

"I would say just do LAN servers, but those are horridly unreliable. Yeah, I guess I could do something like that. Ugh... Now my pizza is cold..."

"Let me help you with that." Said Fred, who proceeded to make a small ember and hold my pizza over it for a few seconds.

"Thanks! When will I learn to do moves?"

"Well, after lunch is classes, but everyone is in a different skill level. You and everyone else that came today will get tested, then put in your classes." Groot replied.

"Cool... Cool..."

-P.O.V. Swap: Kellan-

"You just had to get a stack of marshmallow cookies didn't you?" Said Kellan

"Yep!" Replied Eteinne. Presently, they were trying to find a table, but were having no luck.

"Look! Here! FINALLY!"

"OMNOMNOM!"

"You said it... you said it..."

Just as they finish eating, another alarm sounds.