Phobias

By: Aubrie1234

Anthropophobia: Fear of People and/or Society.

Paul POV

There goes Troublesome again. Why does she travel with those two, anyway? I can understand having the Breeder with her, but the Idiot? Is he her boyfriend or something? No clue, but I don't want to take any chances by asking it. ...Wait, who is that they're meeting? A redhead with her hair in a side ponytail? Is she an old traveling partner of the Idiot? If that's the case, I had better not stick around... Why does she have a mallet out? …Oh, that's why. At least Troublesome isn't like that, otherwise I would have had several headaches already. What idiots. As I turn around, I hear Idiot shout something. It had better not be me. I walk away, but hear footsteps behind me.

"Paul! Hey! Slow down, will ya?!" Idiot shouted to me. I turned and saw him running towards me. I glared at him.

"What do you want?" I ask.

"I wanted to introduce you to one of my old friends! Her name's Misty!" Idiot explained. I looked past him to see the Breeder, Troublesome, and the Redhead running towards us. Ugh, why do I always see them wherever I go? Especially Troublesome.

"Paul! There you are!" Troublesome shouted to me, waving. I closed my eyes and sighed, turning away and starting to walk.

"Hey! Don't ignore us!" I heard one of them yell. I didn't recognize it, so it must have been the Redhead. How Idiot was friends with her I had no clue. Especially with that mallet of hers. ...Wait, if she still has that, doesn't that mean she'll hit me when my back is tur—Ow! That is a definite yes. I whip back around and glare at her, rubbing the sore spot on the back of my head.

"What was that for?!" I growl.

"For ignoring us!" she yelled, angry. I think it would be best not to get her angrier than she was now, otherwise I would get hit again.

"So?" I asked. Ow. Again with the mallet.

"So, be nice and don't ignore us!" she said. I glared at her.

"Whatever." I say. Third hit today. What is it with her and that mallet? And OW!

"Don't whatever me! What's your name, anyway?" she asked.

"Paul." I tell her. Now, will they please leave me alone? I'm starting to get uncomfortable...

"Well, I'm Misty. At least you told me your name."

"Misty, he's always like this. That's the best compliment you're going to get out of him." Breeder told Redhead.

"Anyway, let's battle, Paul! I want to see how strong you are now!" Idiot challenged me. I wasn't one to back down from a challenge, but I wanted to get away from them now. I wish I didn't have Anthropophobia, otherwise I would be able to talk with them longer and not be so cold. The first part I said I'm sure of, but the second part? Not so much.

"No. I need to go train, anyway." I told him. I'm glad that someone stated up the idea of excuses so that they could get away from something. Specifically in this situation.

"Well, let me watch you train!" Idiot told me.

"No." I stated. I felt like I was ready to bolt right then.

"Come on, Paul! Watching you train wouldn't hurt anything!" Troublesome interrupted. Hurt my pride is what it could do. I was always a lone wolf. Always have, always will. Thanks to my Anthropophobia, anyway.

"No."

"Please?" Troublesome pleaded.

"No."

"Pleeeeeease?"

"No." Now I was struggling not to bolt, along with not snapping at the girl pleading on her knees in front of me.

"Pretty please, Paul?"

"No."

"Pretty please with sugar on top?"

"No." I told her through gritted teeth, "Now, leave me be." I walked away from them. As soon as I went around the corner and out of their eyesight, I ran. Getting away to the forest made me feel better. Why I had Anthropophobia, I did not know. Reggie and Torterra were the only ones who knew about it, thankfully, and wouldn't tell anyone else. Not unless they valued their lives, that is.

I have now done all of the phobias the reviewers have given me. Please send more in, and I'll see what I can do. See you later, kiddies!