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Art by Namface

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She’s totally greeting the boy with the odd hairstyle this way, yes.

    "I'M NOT A POKEMON! DID MEI OR KYOUHEI PUT YOU UP TO THIS!? I'LL KICK THEIR ASS!"            Calm down Hyuu, calm down.

"That’s actually kind of cute of you, you know." And cue a quiet, amused snicker at the other. "How old is she, hotshot?"

    "It's cute to put another before yourself? I think that's human nature if you truly do care about somebody. But she's seven. Little too young to be a trainer, even if she has a  Liepard."

"I never thought of you being any sort of Mega Evolution. Your friend Mei never spoke to me about you. I hope your rash decisions are put to rest now that I explained."

     "I wouldn't have put it past her to say such things." a grumble at this as he sighed, "Anyway -- you some kinda professor?" he asked quietly. "Weird hair too."

       This visitor in particular, who looked like he’d come from far away, caught Red by surprise, if only on the inside. He didn’t show much expression; he usually tried not to at first. Red stood before the visitor inside his cavern home, simply observing.

       It was cold, it reminded the native Unovian of his home, when Kyurem had been forced to winterize his home, he  felt somehow at ease, maybe because of the memories  that filled his mind now. He was here training against the harsh winter air and against the wild Pokémon here, to  make his partners stronger.        "Mmmm?" a turn, crimson eyes sought out the silent trainer, somebody he hadn't even realized was here. "Hey... So somebody else was foolish enough to brave this mountain?"

「生意気なんだよ」

…His hair still makes me angry. I almost unleashed my rage drawing it.