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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c9B-2TfW3iIBack with the world's second favorite blonde, Miss Leading manages to return to Camphrier Town without engaging in any rough scuffles. At this point, her party consists only of Fennekin and zombie Furfrou, it's not the most grand damage control patrol that's ever existed, but it's one nonetheless and she appreciates that luck.
"What ever am I going to do now.." she mumbles as she strolls through the quiet town. Since it's rather late, nobody's awake to greet her or flip her skirt.
"Malva is going to be most infuriated if she finds out I flat-out dropped my assignment because of...petty problems. But the damage has been done, there's no use in returning to a situation that cannot be fixed, so I'll just have to find a way to circumvent things, perhaps complete the objective without her ever being aware that I dropped my muse.."
She pauses to think some more, standing in front of the town's central fountain.
>'The most likely solution would be to write the entire biography on my own, making it up all along as if it were fiction, but that's rather...difficult, and morally deceitful, and detrimental if anyone finds out the truth. Perhaps I can change muses altogether? I'm sure there's another trainer that-'"A-Ah!"
In the middle of her train of thought, Miss Leading goes full retard and bumps into someone. A guy, to be precise.
>Oh boy, time for the real fun to start. Who is it? 