>>14617091The fact that they went this long without realizing that you weren't actually a fakemon that doesn't exist yet should say numbers about how education worked back in their time. Not any good numbers either.
You look over to your blonde potential waifu, who seems battle-ready and with an air of confidence over her, like she's the strongest woman in the world but doesn't have to even lift a finger prove it. Kind of like an ice queen.
It's a creepy thought and it's even creepier envisioned, thankfully you know for a fact that she at least has some heart in her. But you fear that if she gets to a certain extent of displeasure, that she won't keep that for long.
But fears are fears and they likely won't be realized. In order to maintain the light-heartedness of this convoluted, ludicrous situation, you think of something cute.
Your imagination decides to give her Glameow ears, and the curled-up tail to match.
'Not this shit again...'
Though it does look kind of cute.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MydLfdrx7EQ"Froakie, Water Pulse!"
"FROOOOOAK!" Froakie nods and dodges an incoming Scald in the nick of time. Running at a pace that could rival the thieves themselves, the frog sends a torrent of water at Little John-Sear's way.
"Oof!"
He attempts to counter back with an Incinerate, but it's no use. He gets blasted to the wall, getting curbstomped so easily, it's quite an embarrassment.
You turn from the heated battle to Miss, "You know, outside of a few Youngsters you dealt with off-screen, this is the first real battle your Fennekin's done, aren't you the least bit scared?"
She clenches a fist, holds it up to her chest, and shakes her head with pride, "Not in the slightest, Calem. Being afraid of anything portrays weakness, it makes you look like you're the one in the deep end, the kind of individual who can't fend for themselves, and that's not the kind of person I want either of us to turn out."
That was moderately deep.
