Santalune City
"A traditional city."
Her pokémon was wailing. She didn't know pokémon could wail so realistically, but it was happening right in her arms. She had a front-row seat.
She needed to find a Pokémon Center. Now, or else her eardrums were going to burst. Then where would her almost-non-existent communication skills be?
Luckily, the Pokémon Center was sitting right in front of the entrance to this new place called Santalune City. Serena rushed for the center, the mechanical sliding glass doors quickly opening to reveal a free nurse, not preoccupied with anything else. Now was Serena's chance to end the wailing-she just had to hand the pokémon over-
"Oh hi, Lady Serena!"
Serena nearly dropped the poor thing on its head at the intruding voice. It was Tierno. What was he doing here? And why was he giving her a title?
"I was just about to go looking for you. I wanted to show you the basics!"
The basics? The basics to what? And didn't he notice she had a crying pokémon in her arms? She looked to the nurse, tinkering with her dress, and to the other people inside the center, busy socializing or texting. Why was everyone being oblivious? Was this reality?
"Lady Serena, right this way," Tierno motioned towards the nurse, who was now attentive finally, for some odd reason.
So now they noticed the crying pokémon? Good. Then she could finally relax and find Calem. She'd been meaning to give him a good glare once she saw him again. She just got side-tracked.
She stepped forward, extending her arms out to hand over the pokémon-
"This is where you heal your pokémon," Tierno said with a matter-of-fact tone, stopping Serena in her tracks. She raised a brow at him. You don't say, she wished she could tell him.
He was insulting her intelligence-either on purpose or obliviously, she couldn't tell.
Now back to handing over this pokémon-
"Over here, Lady Serena!" She was suddenly pulled to the right, the still-hurt and still-upset pokémon in her possession. Serena glared at Tierno with the most annoyance she could muster.
"This is the Poké Mart-" Serena rolled her eyes "-It's where you buy potions for injured pokémon, and poké balls of all sorts so you could catch even more pokémon!"
If she could laugh, she would laugh right then, because that joke Tierno just made about catching pokémon was hilarious. Her? Catch pokémon? Never. Serena smiled pleasantly at him, and waved him off, walking away and towards the healing center. Now back to healing this wonderful, shrieking creature-
"And then there's the changing room!" Tierno bellowed, dragging a boiling Serena to the far opposite side of the center.
"This room is special," Tierno explained with the utmost sophistication, a finger pointing upward. "It's where you can change your clothes whenever you like, wherever you like. There's a room like this in every center. All you have to do, is stand in front of the curtains, and go inside."
Serena stood rigidly. That was it. She was officially deadpanned. She couldn't deal with this anymore. There was something clearly wrong with Tierno. Her pokémon was flailing now, waving its arms and legs everywhere, but now, after this, she could care less.
She dug her face into its soft belly, letting the irritated pokémon mess up her hair with its limbs.
"So that was the basics," Tierno concluded. "Come find me if you ever need a re-cap; I'd be happy to help!"
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Dbztron2: Thank you for the support and wishes! I will continue this fic until it's done!
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