"They won't be singing for much longer…" Jerome grabbed a gun from out of nowhere.
"Now I remember why they put you on the meds." Johnathan noted.
But enough about them and back to our lead, whose journey has begun
Because Maurice, Maurice Mauriiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiice
hates -
BLAM! BLAM! BLAM!
Lazuli, Drakus and Jerome had shot holes in the ceiling, maniacal grins on their faces.
"There, that does it!" Jerome yelled.
"It was a disembodied voice, I don't think…" Futaba noted.
-everyone!
Lazuli cried.
"You guys want to keep it down, I'm trying to work here…" Elm said, still in his monotone and having looked up from his microscope. It's like a lazy babysitter trying to get some rowdy kids to pipe down.
"How are we going to explain this?" Maurice noted, as he pointed upwards to the bullet holes in the roof.
"Oh I got a plan, which does not involve wiping our fingerprints off the guns and then passing them on to the red haired rude kid that shoved me who is currently looking through the window spying on the lab looking for the right moment to steal a Pokémon." Lazuli said with a smile.
"…that is oddly specific." Neo noted.
"You want to go on a Pokémon journey or do you want to stay in this stuffy lab?" Lazuli asked.
"Not staying here with Elm…the guy is so stuck in his own world I feel sorry for his wife. I bet she is not getting any from him."
Randomly, the brunette girl hugged Hellen, who gasped, looking down at the girl in surprise.
She pulled away and smiled. "Ms. Gravely, I'm Violet Beauregarde."
"Oh..." The girl, now known as Violet, chewed her gum loudly, waiting for an answer. "I don't care." Hellen said, turning away.
"Well, you should care. Because I'm the girl who's gonna win the special prize at the end!"
"Well, you do seem confident, and that is key." Hellen remarked. She gasped again as the blonde girl stepped in front of her.
"I'm Veruca Salt, it's very nice to meet you, ma'am." Veruca curtsied.
"I always thought a veruca was a type of wart you got on the bottom of your foot." Veruca's smile immediately went away as Hellen laughed. The chocolate boy stepped in front of Hellen next, taking a bite of the bar.
"I'm Augustus Gloop. I love the chocolate here." he said, as Hellen looked him up and down.
"I can see that." Hellen remarked, as she started to move before she stopped and turned around to look at Mike.
"You. You're Mike Teavee." Mike glared back up at her, as Hellen smirked. "You're the little devil who cracked the system. Okay, then, let's move along." Hellen finally turned around, the squad and children followed.
"Do you guys have a spa?" Mera asked. "And a gym?"
"We do, actually," replied Hellen. "The Last Resort has everything your heart desires." She looked over the squad as she spoke.
"As soon as I get settled in, I'm booking a facial for tomorrow," Mera said.
"Can anyone of you pick up the Pokémon Egg at Mr. Pokémon's room and bring it to me?" Elm asked, still sounding as distracted as ever.
"Actually we-" the squad said at the same time.
"Thank you…" Elm said, thinking they agreed.
"None of us are going to play errand boy or girl or person are we?" Lazuli asked.
"Nope. I want to check out that Pokémon Egg, but Elm barely pays attention to his family and the Pokémon under his care are odd…" Maurice began.
"Be glad we're nothing compared to Nougat. Good thing someone as crazy as her picked her." Pepper noted. Morrigan just played her trumpet as Nougat huffed indignantly.
"Créame maestro, usted no quiere saber lo que pasa por la cabeza de esa Chikorita." Morrigan said, her voice was like that of a legion, strangely enough.
"…so I'm not leaving an egg in his care." Maurice noted.
"You take that egg, my grandparents own a daycare so I can get an egg on my own." Lazuli suggested.
"Thanks. Now I'm off for my adventure. I hope to see a lot of lovely pokemon and as few idiots or jerks as possible…" Maurice said as he ran to the elevator, Lazuli following shortly after.
Dust came from the ceiling as slightly muffled moans could be heard coming from above. If Elm noticed anything, he didn't acknowledge it. He took a notebook and wrote whatever boring detail from studying whatever was under that microscope in his notes.
Silver, a red haired boy who had been spying and waiting for the best moment to steal a Pokémon and who Lazuli may or may not have slipped her empty gun to without him noticing entered. "The Pokémon and the trainer license are on the table, use the computer to register." Elm mumbled distractedly.
Silver blinked a few times. Well, that was easy. Almost a shame…
As the group were whisked up to the fifth floor, Veruca and Violet looked over at each other.
"Let's be friends." Veruca said, with a smile.
"Best friends." Violet agreed. They look away from each other, smiles immediately disappearing as they linked arms.
"Okay," said Hellen when they stepped out of the elevator. "X-Squad, Violet, Veruca, Augustus, Mike—your rooms are to your right. Thad, Bradford and Chet—your rooms are to your left."
"Wait a sec," Mystle realized. "Aren't we supposed to get room keys?"
"No—I want you to visit each other, if you so desire," Hellen explained. "I hope you enjoy your stay—I daresay you'll remember it for the rest of your lives!"
"We're gonna hold you to that," Neo said.
"Don't hesitate to give us a holler if you need anything," Hellen laughed.
"Will do," Luigi said. "Thank you, Hellen."
"Thank you," Hellen cryptically replied as she withdrew.
"I don't know about you guys, but I'm beat," Thad said. "Let's all spend the night in our rooms, and then meet up tomorrow morning for breakfast."
As screaming cheers were heard, the EMMA app activated.
'I have a recommended event for you. Alice Hiiragi is hosting a promotional store opening at the Shibuya 705 storefront.'
"NO WAY!" Ryuji and Tenko called out in unison.
"Alice Hiiragi?" Ryuji asked in shock, "The famous idol Alice!?"
"She's also the pro hero Snicker-Snack!" Tenko added.
Morgana sighed.
"Typical."
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