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You take a deep breath, which is sortof easy. Sure the hair pull thing REALLY hurts, and theirs a good deal of social anxiety involved with making a scene, but that's not really important. Well not in the grand scheme of things, like your partner pokemon having a mental breakdown. As a Hex Maniac, you are no stranger to pain, look at the curse you did to Mimikyu.
"Hey Gremlin! Calm down." You start loud to get his attention before you lower your voice. "There's no fight, there's just me. We don't have to make dolls, you don't have to do anything." You reach and pry Gremlin off your head, a few fistfuls of hair coming off with him. "You aren't in trouble."
Gremlin twitches, his limbs flailing but eventually he droops, either from exhaustion, or because you got through to him, or because he exhausted himself to the point where he was stuck listening to you.
You give Gremlin a hug, which he returns, and someone in the class gags. And that's fine, he's on the hit list with that other...
Wait... ITS THE SAME GUY
THAT WEIRDO WHO WAS STARING AT YOU AT THE ENTRANCE CEREMONY?
The bell rings before you decide if you have a 2 strike rule.
You head to your next class, which is... outside!
Despite being outside in the exercise yard, your teacher is still sitting down, the man leisurely resting on a weird reptile bicycle abomination, ass on the grass and back on back of the equally lazy lizard.
"Howdy." He tips his hat. "Name's Carl." He looks up at the sky. "My job is Wilderness Economics." He scratches the back of his neck. "That's mostly route ethics, berries, pokemon raising and breeding..." He gives a smile. "Mostly the kinda things travellers gotta do. And if you can't find a job with your records, well I imagine a lot of you are going to end up Chasers like me and mine." He gives a genival smile. "But it ain't all bad, while Miror is the fella who hands you your starters, I am the one who lets you go out and catch." He gestures to the field, which in this case was a quarry of rocks and hammers. "Right here in the Gravel Grave are plenty of rock types. And I have plenty of pokeballs to lend out... but you have to show me whatever you catch, so i can see if you deserve to keep it." He yawns. "Got to make sure everyone's playing nice and playing fair. This is rehabilitation so if you start using nets or undue violence on the pokemon we trusting you with then well, you don't get to keep them."
"Happy hunting."
Huh... some slack Teachers here... or wardens you guess.
...still, this isn't so bad. You could FAKE catching Mimikyu here, go for a third pokemon... or just, head outside of Carl's sight and ditch class, you get the feeling he doesn't care.
>Go catch some pokemon
>""Catch"" Mimikyu
>Go exploring some more, who cares about a lame quarry
>Find that kid and beat him up
