The Documentation of Master Librarian, Head Preservationist and Battle Boss Anya Ambermight of Nimbasa City. Not affiliated with the Nimbasa City Public Services Organization - Personal Blog (Story/Comic Blog)
Nimbasa Librarian is a Story-Focused Pokemon Fanon Blog taking place in Unova - post PLA and in between BW and BW2.
The main Focus of this blog is Anya Ambermight; a librarian, preservationist, and battle boss who moved to Unova from Galar several years earlier. The story focuses on her past, present, and future, and the evolution of her friendships therein - both good and bad (with a little bit of romance on the side).
See below for a âKeyâ of how things will be tagged (once there is a sufficient amount of posts on the blog, I will be adding chronological tag links)
Here is how everything will be structured and tagged:
âChaptersâ
Posted mostly in chronological order with one exception, with four chapters currently planned
Will all be tagged â#Chaptersâ
Will be posted in parts, as chapters will be quite long
Will mostly be comics with excerpts of text for fleshing out the narrative
âRemember This?â
Backstory and Flashbacks that are important to the narrative, but are not actively engaged with it
Will all be tagged â#Remember Thisâ
Will mostly be fics and text with occasional art
âFor Your Informationâ
Supplemental material that is not an active or important part of the narrative
Will be tagged â#FYIâ
Will be almost entirely fics with minimal art
Asks
Ask box will always be open, but timelines for the asks will vary
Asks answered out of the timeline will be tagged â#General Asksâ
Asks answered within the timeline will be tagged â#Story Asksâ
If you wish for something to be answered in or our of the story, start the ask with âGeneral -â or âStory -â
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Marine wasnât quite what to think of her brotherâs new friend.Â
For one, it was a girl - her brother had never had any friends that were girls before - she thought he didnât like girls!
For another, she didnât wear all black, like all his other friends - she wore pink! Which was Marnieâs second favorite color!
She also had a spooky ghost pokemon - her brother liked dark types, didnât he? Were those the same thing? She didnât know.Â
But that didnât really matter when Piers excitedly told her what his friend had helped him do.Â
â... I donâ have tâgo?âÂ
âNo, Marnie. Yâdonât have to go. My friend, she helped me get all the stupid paperwork. Weâre staying together. Just like I promisedâÂ
Marnie doesnât remember what she did next other than cry and hold her brother close. Perhaps she thought to thank her brother's new friend, but that didnât matter in the moment.Â
The chaos that had been her and her brother's life since their father had died was at its most terrifying when those suited men and women told her big brother that he couldnât take care of her - when he already had! Heâd always taken care of her!
But it had taken piles and piles of paperwork for them to say so
The next time Marnie saw the girl she was over to study for some big test, and Piers seemed to want to formally introduce them (theyâd only met in passing since Piers and her had become friends)Â
âAre ya sure yâwant me meetinâ âer? Iâm noâ verrah good with kidsâÂ
âSheâs been asking about you. I promise she doesnât biteâÂ
âWh- Iâm not worried she bites!âÂ
Marnie popped her little head into the doorway, seeing her brotherâs friend standing in the kitchen.Â
âAh, Marnie! You can come out, come onâÂ
Curious, the girl walked out of her room, and looked up at the teenager.Â
âThis is Anya. Sheâs the friend that helped meâÂ
Marnie looked up at her, the teenager awkwardly waving at her âuh, hello, Itâs-âÂ
âYou like pink?âÂ
Anya paused â.. Uh.. yes. Iâs my favorite colorâÂ
âWhatâs your second favorite color?âÂ
âWh- Marinie-âÂ
âOrangeâ Anya quickly answered.Â
âOh.. I like black! Just like my big brother does!âÂ
Piers huffed âIt's not my favorite colorâÂ
â... it isnât???â Anya asked, somewhat baffled, âitâs all you wear!âÂ
âI wear purple!âÂ
âWhen??âÂ
The conversation flowed surprisingly easy with that silly little icebreaker, and Marnie was pleased to learn that her brother's new friend was also a music nerd.Â
Hm. Maybe she wouldnât have to chase away this friend! Win!
Most other teenagers were straight up afraid of Piers, and he liked it that way.Â
No typical high school drama bullshit and no distractions from his music. He had his friends. He didnât really need anymore. Anya had been a welcomed surprise, frankly.Â
But no one was scared of Anya, despite her stature (She was the tallest girl in the school, but not that tall, all things considered). She was quiet, wore multiple shades of pink and orange, and even on the most humid of days was in a long sleeved shirt or sweater. Her head was always in books, she did her school-work program at the library, and of all the pokemon to have as a partner, she had a damned Yamask.Â
Half a semester into the school year, Piers had taken to keeping an eye on his new friend. He saw those familiar stares - as in, he knew what people were thinking. He just hoped that no one would be stupid enough.Â
But halfway through another long evening at the library filling out endless paperwork, Piers heard the startling sound of books falling onto the carpeted floor.Â
â... oopsâÂ
Piers stood up, a sinking feeling gathering in his chest.Â
â... Iâs alrightâ A slightly sheepish voice reacted. Anya. Her tone gave away that she knew it wasnât really an accident.Â
Piers started walking towards the conversation, slowly, quietly.Â
âYouâre in the AP English class, right? Anna?âÂ
âAnyaâÂ
âOkay EmmaâÂ
Well, that was a predictable dig
âIâs Anya. Iâs pronounced-âÂ
âI know how itâs pronounced, mumble-mouthâÂ
â... if aâm mumblin, whyâre ya understandinâ everythinâ I say but mah name?âÂ
Oh, sassy. Nice.Â
âYouâre the one with the accent here. Talk like you have a brain and Iâll think about saying your name correctlyâÂ
âAh sure hope yânever go northâa Wyndon with thaâ attitudeâ Anya responded. Piers cautiously watched a row away, looking between some books âAccording to you, thereâs a whole lotta âno brainsâ up there. Yâainât even got the Spikemuth accent, anâ yâr tryinâ tâtell me that iâm brain-dead jusâ cause I donât sound like you? Thaâs not fair tâanyone!â
Piers wondered how she could sound so sincere saying something that anyone else might have said with sarcasm. Hell, she did sound offended - but did she not know that she was deliberately being mocked?
On the bright side, it seemed to take the bully - a piss-poor battler Piers recognized from the after school battle group - completely off guard, as Anya adjusted the books in her handÂ
âIf yâll âscuse me. I have these pulled fâr a book pickup cominâ up soon.âÂ
And she abruptly pivoted and left the blubbering buffoon standing there.Â
Piers decided he needed to assist - if only in the aftermath, and turned the cornerÂ
âYouâve got some fukinâ nerve, Herbert ShrewâÂ
âWah - wuh - Cadell??âÂ
âYâ know sheâs my friend, right?âÂ
âWhat - well - I mean-âÂ
In what he knew was a rather pompous show, Piers put his hands in his pockets and walked up to the other teenager, leaning forward right into the manâs spaceÂ
âYou talk to her like that again, anâ Iâll make sure you canât sit right for a week, got it, ya belland?âÂ
âG-Got it!! Crystal!â And the coward rushed out the back door of the library
âRight fuckin wankerâ Piers grumbled.Â
âMahsk?âÂ
Piers looked up, seeing that Drew - Anyaâs Yamask - was floating a few feet awayÂ
âUh, hey, Anya back at the desk?âÂ
The yamask nodded, giving him an interesting lookÂ
âWhat?âÂ
Drew motioned over towards the desk. Piers furrowed his brow.
Did he⌠want him to check on her? Piers supposed that made sense.Â
âIs she not doinâ great after that?â Piers asked the pokemon.Â
Drewâs expression was telling.Â
âHm, alright, come on. Does she like coffee?âÂ
-
Anya had never gone to the principalâs office before.Â
But then again, sheâd never had to wrestle someone to the ground before - she was stronger than she looked, dang-nabit. She hated even touching people most of the time, but anger and determination can cloud that shit real quick.Â
Piers was sat on her left, looking a little exhausted, black eye partially hidden by his makeup.Â
The fight had been sudden, and hilariously unprovoked. At least, that's what Anya had assumed before Piers had admitted to threatening them.Â
âTheyâd been talkinâ about wrecking the library to make your life harder anâ I told âem Iâd get mâfriends and I to wreck them if they did thatâÂ
Anya was a bit too emotionally detached to speak, but signed a simple '... Why?'Â
âIt seems they didnât like that you were beatinâ âem at wrestlinââÂ
Anyaâs scowl deepened, but she didnât communicate further.Â
â... They were wailing on meâ Piers stated âWhyâd you barge in?âÂ
Anya looked at him, and signed quite succinctlyÂ
âFriendâÂ
Piers took in that simple sign, and the seeming weight it held coming from a person he knew didnât have many friends, period.Â
â... Can I have your hand?âÂ
His palm was up, an offer as casual as he could manage it given his emotions.
She stared at the hand for a while, eyes not staying focused on any one thing, but falling back on the hand again.Â
Her hand grabbed his, and the two of them sat in silence, ready for the scolding theyâd be getting from the principal.Â
Milo would freely admit that sometimes, his new friend was just a little inscrutable.Â
Example: How he found her when he was dropping off the candy heâd gotten from a school fundraiser on her behalf.
He knocked, and was called in, and the state of her living room was baffling the man.Â
Currently, Anya was sitting in her small living room, with her yamask resting just behind her on the back of the sofa, her Froslass was floating right by her side on the sofa, and her Hatterene was hilariously taking up a huge part of her couch next to her.Â
âWhat in the - Anya?âÂ
âHm?â She didnât give him a glace, as she was in the middle of eating something.
â.... Can I ask what the hell you're doing?âÂ
Anya looked up from her food, giving him a bewildered expression.Â
â.... Dinner?âÂ
â... This is how you have dinner? With all of your pokemon just⌠around you?â He questioned
â.. Not usually? But the rain outside was makinâ me nervous - the power tends tâgo outâ
Milo could not, for the life of him, understand the logic there. But Anya was always a little enigmatic, really. They hadnât known each other long, but she was good at confounding him with her logic leaps, if nothing else.Â
âDo you usually let them out of their pokeballs when they get home, though?âÂ
âYes?â
Huh. Something about that was interesting to Milo, though he didnât linger on itÂ
âWell, Iâm just here dropping off the sweets you asked forâÂ
âYah?â Drew perked up at the mention of sugar.
âOh, thank ye! Ye can put it on the counterâÂ
âGot it. Uh, see you tomorrow?â He questionedÂ
âSure!â She waved to him, with her pokemon following suit.
Milo shut the door behind him, and his brow was furrowed as furrowed could be as he stood there in a small apartment buildingâs hallway. Anya could be quite the character sometimes, and while he had been bewildered, the more he thought about it, the less ridiculous it was. Seemed he was just caught off guard. She did love her pokemon, even if it seemed a little unconventional.
Anya reminded him of another person with a love of Galarian Punk and pink. Perhaps he should introduce them.Â
Oh, that was a great idea! Both of them could use more friends!Â
Heâd look into it tomorrow. He was sure it was a good idea.Â
-
Huh.
âSo.. You two⌠know each other?â Milo questioned, genuinely surprised.
Anya glanced over at him âHm?âÂ
âHell yeah we fuckinâ do! Graduated secondary together!â Piers announced, arm around Anyaâs shoulders. âBeen friends fâr years! Surprised we hadnât mentioned it to ya before now, but oh well!âÂ
The fact that he was touching her without asking and she was clearly fine with it was the answer in and of itself, but Piers' response clarified a lot. Milo couldnât help but smile bemusedly at the situation
âHuh. Didnât know you knew each otherâŚ. Is she the best friend you kept talking about?â Milo questioned almost playfully.Â
âYou bet!â Piers gave Milo a tired grin. Anya looked down with a red face.Â
Milo chuckled, shaking his head. âWell, letâs not delay! We have a rented Karaoke room to abuse!â He waved for them to follow him into the venue theyâd gotten the reservation in in the south end of Hammerlocke.Â
âOh, hell yeah! Ready, Anya??âÂ
Anya recovered from the bashfulness rather quickly at the promise of karaoke as Piers removed his arm from around her shoulders, and she gave a solid nod âAye! Leâsâgo!âÂ
As of now, I have four more fics/ficlets to post, then this blog is going on a bit of a serious haitus while I work on the main comic to formally start Anya's Arc. I'll start updating Next week - See ya'll soon!
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Anya stared at the field before them, filled to the brim with wooloo.Â
âThis âappened every year?â Anya asked, getting an excited grin from Leon
âYeah! And theyâre all really friendly! The yampers are super nice too!âÂ
âYamper??âÂ
That seemed to get the girl's attention, her yamask companion looking surprised at her excitement.Â
âYeah! Let's go! We got here before everyone else cause I know you donât like all the crowds!â Leon gave her a thumbs up
Anyaâs expression seemed about as delighted as it could get with her lopsided smile, and she followed Leon down the hill and into the chill wooloo herd.Â
âWooh?âÂ
âWuh.. Helloâ Anya stared down at the curious pokemonÂ
âPet it! They really like getting head pats!â Leon showed, patting the head of a happy wooloo that brayed with delight.Â
Anya looked at him, then back at the wooloo, before cautiously reaching towards the pokemonâs head, and giving it a few cautious pats.Â
Oh, oh my goodness, they were so soft!!!
âWowâŚ.âÂ
âWooh!â The pokemon brayed happily at the patting, tilting its headÂ
Anya giggled âWooh!â She imitated,Â
âWooh!âÂ
âAnya!âÂ
âHuh?âÂ
âCome here! The yampers want pets and I can't pet all of them!!â Leon requested.Â
âOh! Okay!â Anya jumped, before looking down at the wooloo âPardon me, missâÂ
âWooh!â The sheep pokemon seemed not to mind, as Anya made her way over to the pile of five or so yampers crowding him for attention. Leon seemed to notice the nervousness coming over his friend, and gave her a grin.Â
âThey listen to commands really well!â he reassured âjust be sure to tell them you donât want them to jump on you, and they won't!â
âOh, uh, okay??â Anya gave a nod to her friend, before taking a breath âHe-ere yamper!âÂ
Several of the pokemon looked over at her excitedly, bounding over, but stopping when her hand was outÂ
âWait!âÂ
They all stopped in their tracks, giving her a funny lookÂ
âWuh.. One at a time, pleaseâ She whimpered.Â
The yampers (three of them) looked amongst each other, before the smallest one walked in front, giving an excited, but surprisingly soft âyap!âÂ
Though clearly still a little nervous, Anya reached down, and pat the stout pokemon on the head.Â
Pleased with the action, the yamper lifted its head up to encourage further petting. One other one approached slowly, clearly gauging her comfort level. What a sweetheart!
And thus, Leon and Anya spent the next 30 minutes before anyone else arrived giving the wooloo and yamper a hilarious amount of affection, as Drew watched with a bemused expression on his face.Â
Emmet startled at his friendâs shouting, eyes catching the startled gaze of two passengers on the subway
âWhat?âÂ
âYe heârd me!â Anya glowered âTalkinâ out loud sayinâ such cruel thinâs when ye know heâs right here!!âÂ
Emmet seemed to only just realize that's what she was mad about.Â
âAh, Anya-âÂ
âHey- its not-âÂ
âNot wha?? A big deal?? Sayinâ someoneâs happy someone they love disappeared?? You donâ know âim!!âÂ
The rumors swirling around Emmet six months after Ingoâs disappearance were really starting to get nasty.Â
Rumors he had something to do with the disappearance, that he had been jealous of his brother, that heâd secretly hated him.Â
That he was happy his brother was gone.Â
Sure, it hurt, but it wasnât something that Emmet wasnât at least a bit used to as a public figure in Nimbasa. Elesa had been keeping an eye on anything being published, but couldnât do much about rumors.Â
But judging by just how real Anyaâs current scowl was, it seemed she was going to try to take that into her own hands.Â
âNeitherâa you got any fuckinâ manners!! If yâr gonna be a buncha spineless cowards spreadinâ bullshit, do it at home!!âÂ
Lucky for everyone involved, the two bozos stage whispering about how âhappyâ Emmet looked (he was not. He was tired) bolted the moment the subway car got to its next station.Â
Was that their station? Did it matter?
Daniel and Drew were promptly trying to get Anyaâs full attention to calm her down, and Emmet would admit he was at a bit of a loss as to if he could help.Â
â... Anya?âÂ
She glanced over at him, before looking down at her hands, then back at him.Â
âAh⌠you are upset. Let us get off at the next station. We can walkâÂ
She just nodded, and Drew wrapped his arms around Anyaâs. Daniel ended up doing the same to Emmetâs arm, opposite his arm band, and giving off an odd purring sound. He had heard it before, it was a sound of⌠gratitude? That was the best word for it.Â
When they got off, Emmet directed Anya to the employee doors, and - with practiced ease, found his way to the quiet room across the way from the offices in that particular station.Â
He shut the door behind him, and looked back at Anya, who hadnât said a word, and she signed a simple word - a question
[Good?]
Emmet almost wanted to laugh âI am Emmet. I should be asking you that. You got very upsetâÂ
Her brow knit in confusionÂ
[Of course.]
âOf course?âÂ
Anya took a moment to think - clearly trying to sort out the Unovan from Galarian sign in her head, before returning to the conversation with -Â
[They hurt you. Mean words. Need to shut up]
Emmet huffed âAnya, I do not need defending from baseless rumors.â he argued âI am used to itâÂ
She didnât respond to that, clearly frustrated but not about ready to speak just yet. Emmet looked towards the sensory tools.Â
âDo you want a fidget?âÂ
She shook her head, sitting down on the larger couch and leaning her head back, Drew looking frustrated, but more so with her than him, it seemed.Â
Daniel shared a look with him, and - still wrapped around Emmetâs arm, encouragingly pulling him towards the couch.Â
Emmet decided to take the pokemonâs lead, and sat down a respectful distance away from Anya. When he sat down, Daniel let go of them, and seemed to spot something, and his face lit up with an idea.Â
Daniel returned to his side with a pen and some loose papers that were left on the table just across the room.Â
âAh, perfect!âÂ
Emmet took a deep breath - if Anya wanted to use this, it might help, certainlyÂ
âThank you, DanielâÂ
Emmet looked back over to Anya, who was doing some sort of breathing exercise. A part of him wanted to know which one, and watched for a few moments.Â
Ah. Box breathing. Smart.Â
He waited for a little longer, seeing her fall back into a normal breathing pattern, and opening her eyes.Â
âAnya?âÂ
She looked over at him.Â
âWould you like a pen and paper?âÂ
Her eyes lit up at the offer, and she nodded. He handed her the paper and pen, and she leaned over to the side table, immediately starting to scribble. Emmet just hoped that he could read her handwriting.Â
It took her quite a while - he almost felt nervous.Â
But he eventually was handed the paper, and looked over the message she scribbled down in her script.Â
âOf course I was upset. Those people knew that you had to keep up your decorum in public, and expected to get away with spreading flat-out lies about you and hurting your feelings! I have no such reputation, and rather than let them get away with treating you in such a way, I took the matter into my own hands. If they had not left, my time in wrestling would have come in handy. You are my friend. Friendâs defend each other.â
Emmet stared down at the words his friend had scribbled, and was filled with a sense of intense gratitude - and just a hint of confusion.Â
Emmet swallowed his emotion for a moment, looking over at his friend and asking-Â
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Youâre just hanging out with Jan. At her house. Youâre just hanging out to listen to the Commotions. Youâre just hanging out-!!
âYah!âÂ
âWuh?âÂ
Drew gave his partner an unimpressed stare.Â
âI- Donâ give me tha!âÂ
Daniel pulled at her arm. âYah! Mahsk!âÂ
Right. They were just standing there in front of the townhouse. She needed to ring the damn doorbell.Â
âFine, fine, donâ yell!âÂ
She walked up the stoop to the hardwood door painted blue, and sighed deeply.Â
âYâr just here tâlisten to the new Commotionâs album. Thaâs all. Just here to listen tâitâ Anya psyched herself up. âOkayâÂ
She rang the doorbell.Â
There was a rather startling noise of things falling over, followed by a few seconds of silence before the door opened.Â
âHi! Hey, hi Anya. Thanks for cominââÂ
âOh, no problem! Yeah, uh, can I come in?âÂ
âOf course, come on!âÂ
Anya came inside with Drew and Daniel following behind, the two of them sharing an amused look.Â
January led her friend inside of the home, walking through the parlor and front sitting room and over into the living room âMy sister is out, but she might be coming back while weâre listening to the album - just a heads upâÂ
âOh ah, thaâs no problemâÂ
âExcellent! Uh, take a seat, I'll be right back!âÂ
Anya gave her a nod as she disappeared into her small kitchen.Â
Anya took a few deep, even breaths to calm herself. There was no need to freak out. She was just in the house of the cutest girl sheâd ever seen. No big deal.Â
âYah?âÂ
âMâfine, shushâ Anya huffed
Daniel looked unimpressed at being shushed.Â
âUgh, ah know, jus - not now, okay?âÂ
Drew rolled his eyes at the nerves, starting to curiously look around the living room.Â
Anyaâs eyes fell on the womanâs record collection, eyes scanning the sorting and well-curated look of it on the antique bookshelf.Â
âOh wow⌠thereâs a lot here..âÂ
Her eyes fell on the newer records, seeing Galarian punk of all things.Â
Her eyes lit up at seeing a band sheâd liked - âWell Wyndonâ, but she spotted something even more familiar.Â
Something⌠Pink.Â
She couldn't help herself, that particular shade of borderline neon pink was only associated with -Â
She held the record in her hands.Â
âPIERS AND THE MINIONS - TEAM YELL ANTHEMS PART ONEâÂ
Huh⌠Anya didnât know heâd made a new album.Â
The album cover had nothing more than the stylized letters of the album title and Piersâ name in bright white, pink, and a stark black, making the colors really pop.Â
It came out six months ago. She hadnât even heard it had come out.Â
⌠Had he removed her from the mailing list? Had she removed herself and forgotten?
She found herself staring at it for a moment before managing to shake herself out and putting back the record.Â
She cleared her throat âAh, January, can I use yâr restroom?âÂ
âSure!â The woman called from her kitchen âFirst door down the hall!âÂ
âThank yeâÂ
Anya shut herself into the bathroom for a moment, taking several deep breaths.Â
In⌠OutâŚ
Arceus above, youâd think 9 months in Nimbasa City would separate her feelings.Â
But alas, it still stung.Â
Okay, Anya. Deep breaths. Controlled breaths. Youâre fine.Â
There was a familiar âthunk thunkâ against the door.Â
âOne momentâÂ
Deep breath, control breath. Okay. Youâre fine.Â
She left the restroom, and gave Drew - who was clearly concerned at her reaction to the album - a patÂ
âAhm alright, Drew. Leâs jusâ fârgetâÂ
âYahâŚâÂ
Anya sighed, eventually just walking back into the living room.Â
âMaster Anya!â Called a voice from the vestibule
Anya sighed, hands full of two rather delicate archive boxes âAye, Patrick?â
âYou have visitors!â He announced
â... Visitors, âr challengers?â Anya requested a little specification as she put one bin away with Drewâs assistance.Â
âUh.. I think one of them is a challenger? The other one is just visiting, she saidâÂ
â... Who are they?â Anya questioned as she started putting away the next bin.Â
âShe said not to tell youâŚ.?â Patrick admitted âIt's a surprise, she said.â
Anyaâs brow furrowed - confusion evident in her and her Yamaskâs face. She shut the archive locker, waiting for the secure click and beep.Â
â... I will be up soonâ The librarian nodded.Â
âIâll let them know!â Patrick called back before she heard his dress shoes âclackâ up the stairs. Drewâs head tilted curiously
âYahma?âÂ
âLetâs see, Drewâ The woman sighed âLetâs hope it's not Elesa with December again. I donât need âer tryinâ me again so soon
Anya and her pokemon made their way back up the stairs and into the library, towards the front circulation desk, seeing a familiar oversized sweater contrasted against dark skin, joined by a pale boy with a pikachu on his shoulder. Â
âHi Miss Anya!â Iris greeted, keeping her voice low for the sake of the echoey library foyer
Pleasantly surprised, Anya waved back, with her Yamasks floating forward to greet the teenager and her friend âAh, Hello, IrisâÂ
The young champion grinned at the librarian pleasantly - her friend next to her giving Anya an interested stare before he was distracted by Drew and Daniel
âMy friend here wanted to take your challenge!â The girl sounded very enthusiastic, bouncing a bit before motioning over to the boy âThis is my friend, Ash! Heâs from Kanto!âÂ
âSh!!!â a gaggle of people hissed at him from the nearby children's library area
The teenager tensed at the wordless scolding- the library was clearly not a place he frequented with that volume of voice.Â
âSorryâ he shrugged nervously - several decibels lower, and getting an amused chuckled out of his friend.Â
âAye, iâs fine.â Anya reassured with a raised hand âNice tâmeet ya, Ash. Iâm Anya Ambermight, and these are mâyamasks, Drew ânâ DanielâÂ
âYah!âÂ
âYah!âÂ
The teenage boy stared wide-eyed at the Yamasks with sheer wonder âOh wow! Two different Yamasks! A Glarian one to boot!âÂ
Iris began scolding him before anyone could even shush him âAsh, stop yelling!âÂ
âYahmah?âÂ
âMas-Mask!âÂ
Anya chuckled with a shake of her head. âSo, ye wanted tâtake mâchallenge?â Anya asked, getting everyoneâs attention once more.Â
Ash collected himself a bit, before lowering his tone again to respond âI mean, yeah! Iris told me about it - and I canât believe Iâve never heard of it before! Sounds like a real challenge, and my pokemon and I love a good challenge, right Pikachu?âÂ
The pokemon on his shoulder nodded excitedly.
âYeah! And when I told him I havenât beaten you yet, he really wanted to give it a tryâ Iris chuckled âRight?â Â
âHaha, guilty is charged. Kinda wanna beat her to itâ Ash grinned. Â
âPika!âÂ
The librarian waved them over as she turned around âFollow me, thenâÂ
Anya led the friends to the back of the library, where the arena was, with the study hall on one side, a reading area on the other, and the two circulation desks hard at work.Â
Anya turned around once they were in the center of the arena, hand on her hip âSo⌠Did Iris tell ya âbout the rules?âÂ
Ash shrugged honestly âKinda!âÂ
Anya sighed, not seeing Irisâs excited grin âAlright. Lemme give ya the rules, then.âÂ
Anya made a sign to one of the librarians behind the left circulation desk who nodded, and flipped two switches behind said desk. One of them turned on the disc, which made a soft whirring sound before going quiet again, and flashing green. The other seemed to activate some kind of protective shield around the area - which seemed to startle Ash and his Pikachu.Â
âUp above us is âthe discâ, iâs a noise sensor.â she slightly raised her voice as she continued to speak âIf it getâs too loudâ The discâs green ring turned yellow in a circular flash âit changes color.â She lowered her voice again âIf it gets târed, the person who made thâsound automatically loses- even if ye managed tâbeat mâpokemon.âÂ
Ash nodded in understanding. âHow many pokemon?âÂ
âTwo on two, one at a timeâ Anya explained âIf ye can beat me anâ my two pokemon witâout settinâ off the alarm, yâwin the challengeâÂ
Ash grinned âAl-rightie! I think I got it! I can totally do that!âÂ
Anya rose a brow in amusement at his enthusiasm. âWeâll have tâsee - go to the right side, Iâll be on the left.âÂ
Iris seemed just as hyped as her friend, grinning widely and rushing over to the rear circulation desks - that Ash was realizing also worked as the officiator of the battles that happened back here. She walked through the weird shield that had gone up - how did that work? - and waved at him.Â
Anya and Ash stood on opposite sides of the arena, and Anya tossed out a pokeball with no fanfare, her hatterne bouncing out, surprisingly quiet, and glancing back at Anya, who gave her a singular nod.Â
Ash contemplated who he could use against a hatterene, and threw out his Lucario, whose steely personality seemed perfect for the challenge.Â
Ash stage-whispered to get the pokemonâs attention âLucario!âÂ
âRoh?âÂ
âThis is a quiet challenge! You gotta be quiet! Listen for me!â Ash instructed the pokemon, giving a hilariously playful wink.Â
Iris giggled quietly at his determination. Just âbeing quietâ was what she tried her first time too. This was gonna be a funny battle, if nothing else.Â
Anya looked over to one of the librarians, standing in the officiant space, and making a motion with their hands in quick succession to a dramatic point
Ash tilted his head âHuh? Was that sign? Has the -âÂ
With a rather aggressive diagonal motion - with one hand curled into a sign Ash didnât understand, the hatterene quickly lunged forward, startling both Ash and Lucario.Â
The minute Irene lunged, Iris hit the âstartâ button on her Xtransâ timer.Â
The battle lasted only 25 seconds, and all because Ash yelled âDodge!â the second time Lucaro was getting attacked
The red light bathed the arena in a harsh flash, and Irene looked unimpressed at the quick completion of the fight. A perfect imitation of her trainerâs expression - which was a bit softer.Â
â... Damnâ was all Ash said as he recalled Lucario before the pokemon could also look at him with a disappointed stare
Anya returned Irene to her pokeball similarly, giving Ash a nod, which seemed to be enough to get his attention âWell then. You had a go at it, but unfortunately, ye didnât succeedâ The vaguely sparkly barrier seemed to dissipate. âYe can try again another time, if ya likeâÂ
âHah, wow, that was fastâ Iris teased, returning to Ashâs side and punching his shoulder playfully âMaybe you need to do âsilent trainingâ with Lucario and try again!â
Ash huffed, that determined glint in his eyes returning almost immediately âMaybe Lucario and I should!â He announced - once again too loud-Â
âSHHHHâÂ
Anya had already left the arena by the time Ash recovered.
âHas Irene really not evolved in five years?âÂ
Anya let out a huff âI answered this question three times already!âÂ
âSorry I jusâ I find it hard tâbelieve!â Piers argued, putting down his textbook.Â
âWell jusâ cause iâs hard tâbelieve donâ mean iâs not!âÂ
Piers frowned at his friendâs defensiveness. It wasnât like her.
Anya shoved her head back into her book, but Piers wasnât about to let that linger.Â
âNuh uh, take yâr nose outta the book!âÂ
âNo!âÂ
Piers, unimpressed, yanked the book right out of her hands âTalk, Anya. Tell me whatâs goinâ on with Irene. Iâve been askinâ fâr days!âÂ
Despite her intense glare, he knew sheâd acquiesce if he glared right back for long enough.Â
He counted 25 seconds
â... I donât know why exactlyâŚâ Anya started âBu- I think she wants a real challengeâÂ
Piers furrowed his brow, but returned the book âReal challenge?âÂ
Anya nodded âAt least, thaâs what Iâve surmised. Sheâs not strong enough tâfight Frankie, buâ sheâs too powerful fâr most wild pokemonâÂ
âHuh, have ya thought of challenginâ someone?âÂ
âToo nervous,â She admitted.Â
Ah.Â
â.. How about battlinâ me?âÂ
The teenager blinked âWha?âÂ
âBattle me! Ollie could use a lesson in control!âÂ
âI⌠are you sure? Youâve got a lot more experience than meâÂ
Piers suddenly stood up from the picnic table theyâd been sitting at âThat should make me anâ Ollie an even better choice!!!â
â.. Why?âÂ
âMore experience!!âÂ
â.... rewind and stop speakin Spikemuth fâr a minuteâÂ
That was what she said when he didnât connect his thought train correctly - it happened sometimes.Â
âOh, I mean we know your pokemon, which means we wonât hurt âem too bad, and battling a pokemon with more experience means that Ireneâll get more experience in less time!âÂ
Anya contemplated the logic there.Â
âHm.. It could work â
âOf course it could work!!â Piers argued âIâm smart you know!âÂ
âSometimesâÂ
Piers scowledÂ
âWell, whadaya think? Need a lilâ time to think it over?âÂ
Anya tilted her head, eyes closed for a moment â... Iâll get back tâye, okay?âÂ
âThatâs all I askâÂ
âNow get back tâyr homework!âÂ
Anya looked back down at her book, missing Piers scowl yet again.Â
Drew didnât, and stuck his tongue out at the teenager with a shocking playfulness
âOh donât you go mockinâ me you-!!!âÂ
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Well, at least Irene was having fun.Â
Anya⌠wasnât
Anya - while not hating battles - didnât like battling every day. It could be an emotionally exhausting experience for her, and Piers was aware, but she was doing this for Irene
She could push herself a little for the Hattrem.Â
But after getting defeated again, Piers put his hand up.Â
âThaâs enough, Anya. Yâgood?âÂ
Anya returned Irene to her pokeball, and gave him a nod.Â
â... Worded out?âÂ
Anya nodded again.Â
Piers sighed âAnya, come on, leâs get some coffee âr somethinâÂ
Anyaâs brow furrowed at the sigh, and signedÂ
[Wrong?]Â
âNo, I jus- Nothinâs wrong. I just need some caffeine.âÂ
He could tell she didnât believe him, but followed behind with Drew in tow, and the two finally got some coffee in their systems - being teenagers, they probably shouldnât have been drinking so much of it, but they loved a good cup of galarian coffee. Sue them.Â
â... AnyaâÂ
She looked back at himÂ
âI know I can be pushy but like⌠you can tell me ânoââÂ
Anya tilted her head.Â
âYou look real worn out, AnyaâÂ
Anya contemplated, then sighed, slowly
[For Irene. It is fine]Â
âYou really think that?âÂ
Piers waited for Anyaâs curious expression before he continued.Â
âYouâve gone mute, Anya. Youâve never okay when you get like thaâ. Not like thisâ
The girl looked a bit annoyed at him, signing back at him, the âwordsâ feeling rather clipped.Â
[For Irene. It is fine. I know my limit] She pressed.Â
Piers huffed â.. Fine. But tell me if it gets too much, hm?âÂ
[I will]Â
He took another sip of his Galarian coffee, and the two fell into silence at their table.Â
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âTrem-trem!âÂ
âHm?âÂ
The Hattrem was pouting rather intensely at her trainer.Â
âWhaâs wrong, Irene?â Anya furrowed her brow, looking up from her homework.Â
âTreeh! Trem!âÂ
She looked pretty upset. Anya put her pencil down âWha is it?âÂ
Drew floated over from his little bed, questioning âYah mah?âÂ
Anya watched with some confusion as Drew and Irene went back and forth, and Drew seemed surprisingly understanding of the younger pokemon, before turning his attention back to Anya.Â
âMas-mask!âÂ
âWhat?âÂ
Drew made a familiar motion, telling her to get up
Anya followed his instruction, and Irene pulled on her sweatshirt towards the couch - no one was home that particular evening.Â
 âWhat - No, I have homework!âÂ
âTrem!!âÂ
âI canâ rest now! Iâve got a big test tomorrah!âÂ
âTrem! Trrrrrrem!â Irene arguedÂ
âYahmah!â Drew nudged the pillows over on the couch, encouraging.Â
Anya sighed in defeat âAlrightie⌠but only fâr an hour! This test is important!âÂ
Irene seemed happy with the response, trilling and bouncing up onto the couch âTrem! Trem!âÂ
âMah- Mask!âÂ
âFine- Fine!âÂ
Anya sat herself down on the couch with a huff, and Drew dropped the remote on her lap.
âHm⌠iâs time fâr Professor? Alrightie thenâÂ
Drew looked quite happy with her âdecisionâ, with Irene happy to sit on the couch with her trainer.Â
It took a few moments, before Anya said out loud.Â
â... Maybe Piers was rightâÂ
âTrrem?âÂ
â.. Think we might âave tâ take a break from all the battlin, Irene, that okay?âÂ
The Hattrem just gave her trainer a nod, before looking at her arm, then back to her âTrrrem?âÂ
âHeh, sure, Irene. Thank ya fâr askinââÂ
Irene Trilled quietly, resting her little head on Anyaâs arm. Drew had grabbed his little âpokepetâ bed and placed it on Anyaâs other side, resting in it.Â
The teenager quickly chuckled, leaning back against the couch - this one had to be her favorite couch in any apartment theyâd ever lived in. Right fabric, right amount of cushion, she was going to miss it when they eventually moved.Â
Sheâd text Piers later and get that âI told you soâ in writing.Â
For now, she was going to go quiet, and finish watching the new episode of the âProfessorâÂ
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âOh. shitâÂ
âWhat? What happened?âÂ
Piers rolled over on his bed, seeing Anya letting out a huff at the pokeball in her handsÂ
âI jusâ got the docs from the pokemon centerâ Anya looked back at her tablet. âSays Ireneâs ready tâevolve, but sheâsâŚâÂ
âDoesnât wanna?âÂ
Anya huffed â... Looks likeâÂ
Piers let out a huff on his friends behalf âGot any idea as tâwhy?âÂ
Anya leaned back against the bedpost, having sat herself on the floor of Piers bedroom to study for their final round of tests for school. And yet she couldnât focus because of this⌠âissueâ with Irene.Â
Battling with Piers had helped a lot, and Irene was clearly excited, but theyâd hit a wall - thatâs why Anya had taken her to the pokemon center.Â
âI think i need to do more research on âer anâ âer evolutions. Maybe ahm missinâ somethinââÂ
âI donât think you are, but it might helpâ Piers shrugged âBy the way, I think itâs roundabout time for a breakâÂ
âWha makes ya say tha?âÂ
The crashing noise bordered on comicalÂ
âMarnieâs up from âer napâ Piers got himself up, stretching as he walked right out the door.Â
Anya just huffed, getting up to follow.Â
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âWhadaya think, Drew?âÂ
The yamask made a thoughtful expression âYahâŚ.âÂ
âAye, Ah think so tooâ Anya nodded âbut sheâs stubborn. I donât know how tâbring it up witâerâÂ
Anya leaned back against her bed, reaching for her three-layers of comfortersÂ
âYah?âÂ
âTomorrow, weâll thinkâ bout it tomorrow, hm?âÂ
The yamask rolled its eyes, but gave the girl a nod, and watched her fall asleep as quickly as always - what a gift.Â
He was going to have to make sure she kept up that little promise to herself.
âStop yellinâ. Ah lowered mah hearinâ aid and I can hear you despite iâ!âÂ
âShut up!âÂ
Anya heard that soft, almost sarcastic click of Denton turning off his hearing aid, and grumbled from her place on the couch as she stewed in her negative feelings.Â
They were moving. Again.Â
Anya really was starting to get sick of it.Â
She heard a small click again after a few minutes of stewing, dreading whatever nonsense was coming next.
âI donâknow why yâre so upset. It's not like this is the first time. Mom and Dad move. It's just what Dadâs job has tâdo.â He reasoned
âOh, you donâ get a say - youâre in college! In a dorm! Same place!â Anya huffed, not moving from the couch
âYah!â Drew agreed
âYeah but I also moved around with Mom anâ Dad too. Yâr the one who didnâ wanna go on a journey or do the leagueâÂ
âUgh, you donâ get it. You have friends now, so maybe shut up and let me mope!âÂ
Denton paused at that, thinking a little - while also blatantly avoiding the intense stare-down he was getting from his sister's pokemon.Â
Drew was rather protective of his trainerâs feelings - which was probably a good thing? Denton supposed it depended on who you asked.Â
But as he thought about it more, he remembered how angry he used to get when they moved - before he went off on his own time to take on the gyms.Â
He huffed - he was visiting for summer holiday and here he was, annoyed at her anger like she was still a whiny 5 year old. She was 16, not a baby by any stretch -Â
And⌠unlike him at that age, she knew exactly what she wanted to do - who she wanted to be - by the time she was 7, and only solidified her desire in her teens. Acquiring her own team in spite of never going on a journey, she had something she wanted to do, and partners to do it with.Â
That desired career needed an education in a way that his didnât - he was able to take a high school equivalency test, and then go right into college for the teaching degree that he wanted. She needed an actual school diploma, with an actual GPA and real final test scores - apparently working in restoration was prestigious enough to warrant that level of education.Â
And that was being made a lot harder with all the moving - she often had to keep track of her grades and make sure her records were in order by herself - mom and dad had a bad case of âDidnât get itâ about how serious she was taking this career goal.
The more Denton thought about it, the worse he felt. UghâŚ. Being a big brother is so frustrating sometimes. So did having empathy, but that wasnât a factor here.Â
After a moment, he called out â... Hey AnyaâÂ
âTurn off your aids. I don wanna hear you, anâ you donâ wanna hear meâ she grumbled out, not even getting up to look back at him
â.... Is thaâ you tellinâ me tâshut up but different?âÂ
She just grumbled at him again - no verbal words that he could hear. He adjusted his hearing aid on more time
âJus- JusâlistenâŚâ He attempted to start. He wished she was looking at him so he could sign, but it was clear she wasnât up for it â... Iâm sorry fâr beinâ dismissive, I know itâs hardâÂ
Anyaâs head popped up from the couch almost instantly, an expression of disbelief marring her scowl. Denton had to suppress a laugh at the reation âWhaâ, feel bad fâr makinâ me upset?âÂ
âYesâÂ
âHuh⌠Thanks thenâÂ
Drew gave Denton an approving nod at the apology, before seeming to motion for him to keep talkingâŚ? The young man wondered what the pokemon was attempting to suggest, but Drew seemed to be pointing to Anyaâs pokeballs, which were set up on a little pillow on a dresser by the door to the apartment. The idea clicked.Â
âUhmâŚ. you wannaâŚ. go battle? At the park?â
âWhat?âÂ
âDo you wanna battle?â he repeated âHavenât been out all day anâ Gengar could use a battle. He likes battling with Frankie, yâknowâÂ
â.. He does?âÂ
âAyeâÂ
Anya looked skeptical at that reassurance, but sighed, getting into a proper sitting position on the couch before getting up, stretching as she did so âYou know what, sure? I need to get outta this damn place anywayâÂ
âI thought you liked this apartment?âÂ
Her scowl became a bit more sincere for a moment. âDonât test my patience. Ah donâ have anyâÂ
Denton sighed, then sighed when she looked at him. âNoted. Letâs goâ
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Sheâd nearly cracked her head open on the ice rink railing - saved only by Emmetâs quick thinking and Danielâs startled âYah!â. Emmet felt like he lost a year off the end of his life as he, quite slowly - moved Anya back into an upright position.Â
âTHIS WAS A VERY BAD IDEA!!!â He practically shouted, looking understandably a touch distressed in the face.Â
â.... yes. Extremelyâ Anya agreed, her tone stiffÂ
âWe are leaving the ice rinkâ Emmet announced âYou tried! But it is time to get outâ
âYes pleaseâ Anya nodded, eyes already at the exit.Â
âHoly shit!âÂ
Elesa got their attention as she slid over to the two of them. Just as she approached, Anya stepped onto the carpeted outer rink.Â
âYou nearly had a hell of a fall, you okay?â Elesa asked as Anya immediately moved to take off the ice skates, her scowl prominent.Â
âNo. I want to sitâ The woman stated flatly.Â
âSo we are going to join Ingo!â Emmet added, also looking a little weathered by the brief few seconds of near-harm.Â
Elesa sighed, what a right mess this turned into!
Elesa had just wanted to go to the winter fair, and perhaps do some ice skating. She could have never guessed that literally none of her friends had any balance.Â
Only her beautiful and perfect girlfriend could also skate. Oh well.Â
âSkyla, let's go around one more time before we end their sufferingâ Elesa reached out a hand.Â
Skyla laughed âI told you this would happen, babeâÂ
âI know, I know- sue me for wanting my friends to try something new!âÂ
âMaybe I willâÂ
Anya watched as the two skated away, and sighed deeply. Ingo waved to get her attention.Â
âHow are you?âÂ
â... A tad discombobulated, but fineâ she reassured.Â
Ingo huffed âNext time, we are just going to the winter village for the food and shopsâÂ
âAgreedâÂ
âYah-Mah!!â Drew practically shouted, looking appropriately miffed at the near-accident that occurred on the iceÂ
âOh, calm yârselfâ Anya rolled her eyes. Ingo looked up at the Yamask - Daniel was holding at Anyaâs arm in the meanwhile - having a different reaction to her near-hit to the head.Â
âAh, while we are here, actuallyâ Ingo motioned to his shoulder bag, reaching for something âAs we will not be seeing you for the holiday, I thought I should give you your gift nowâÂ
The surprise in his friends eyes was evident âWhat? Gift?âÂ
âYes. For the festival of Justice, it's customary to exchange giftsâ He explained âAs to give appreciation to your friends and family - it's an odd thing, I think it was taken from a Kalosian holiday, actuallyâ he pointed out âbut it is apt. You are my friend, and I wish to gift you with something.âÂ
âAh⌠I⌠I donâ have a gift in return!âÂ
âNext time there is a Galarian gift-giving holiday, you can return the favorâ Ingo simply reasoned, holding out a small box âPlease, take itâÂ
Despite her odd nerves, Anya took the box, which wasnât wrapped, and opened it.Â
Inside of the box was a woven bracelet, made with a soft, comfortable cotton material.Â
âIt is for your watch. It should be the right widthâÂ
It was the right width. Just a few weeks prior, her cloth (she hated the feeling of leather on her bare skin) wristband that held her wristwatch broke, and she had been waiting on a sale for a company that she liked to buy a new one. It seemed her friend was a step ahead.Â
âI know that you were waiting for the sale, but they were almost out of stock of the pink oneâ Ingo responded âSo, I purchased it to give to you for the festivalâÂ
Anya took the wristband out of its box, feeling the cloth between her fingers - soft and gentle on the skin, with the insert for the watch face that makes sure that the metal doesnât touch the skin. These were not cheap - it's why she was waiting for the sale.Â
But he bought it for her, in the pink gradient that sheâd wanted.Â
âI âŚâ She looked back up at him, her emotions starting to get a little out of hand already - ah, emotional disregulation: but good this time! âThank⌠thank ya, Ingo. I ⌠âÂ
âItâs okayâ he reassured âTake a breathâÂ
She took a moment to collect herself â.. Thank ye, Ingo.âÂ
âYou are very welcome, Anya.â He gave her a happy nod.Â
âOh yay! She likes it!âÂ
Emmet approached them - having gone to grab coffee âHappy Kalde-mas!âÂ
Anya let out a laugh at the slightly ridiculous colloquial name, and gratefully took the coffee, her lopsided smile a full-on grin.
But there he was. Leon. From last Summer. Her âSummer Best Friendâ from back in Postwick.Â
The Galarian Champion. Just like he said he would be.Â
â... Mum!! Mum come look! Look at the TV!!!âÂ
âWhat?âÂ
âMum, look who the champion is! Come in here!âÂ
âYamah!â Drew agreed with the urgency, looking absolutely bewildered in his own, funny way.Â
When her mother popped her head in, she stared at the screen and gasped âWell Iâll be!â She exclaimed âIts the boy you befriended in Postwick! Wow, wouldya look at thaââÂ
âYeahâŚâ Anya trailed off, seeing Leon holding the championship trophy with his big, doofy grin on his face, his guardians and little brother in the background, the toddler grinning and laughing excitedly.Â
Though Anyaâs mother had returned to whatever sheâd been doing, Anya sat on the couch of their rental apartment in Wyndon, and stared at the TelevisionÂ
â.. I wish he had a phoneâ Anya lamented âI wanna congratulate him. He did it!â She partially lamented to her Yamask. âAnd I wanna introduce him to Irene. Do you think heâd like âer?âÂ
âYamah!â Drew nodded affirmatively.Â
Anya contemplated it âBut⌠he did it. Before me!!!â Anya suddenly jumped up âDo ya know what that means, Drew?âÂ
âYah?âÂ
âThat means I gotta work even harder!!! He may be the youngest Galarian champ, but Ahâll be the youngest restârationist! Iâll work on the Book Ah The Wolves before ya know it!âÂ
Amused at her sheer enthusiasm, Drew gave an enthusiastic âYah!â in response, and Anya cheered in repetition right after.Â
âThat way, when we meet again, I can tell âim that we both made it!âÂ
Drew nodded in agreement with the statement, seeing the enthusiasm for her passion - and perhaps just a hint of honest competitiveness burn in her eyes.Â
The old pokemon had no doubt sheâd accomplish that dream - though âhow soonâ was debatable.Â
But he wasnât about to snuff out such promising ambition
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âLeon?âÂ
âHm?âÂ
Hop poked his head into the kitchen of his brotherâs apartment âDid you used to know someone named Anya? You did, right?âÂ
Leon paused, the microwave going off as he let himself think âAh, yes! Yes, I did, way back when you were a baby! Anya Ambermightâ he laughed âHard to forget a girl with a Yamask. Why?âÂ
âI was reading the Newsletter for International Battle Club, and her name came upâ Hop held up the little magazine, open to a single-page article âits from the Nimbasa Battle Boss NewsletterâÂ
âNimbasa? As in Unova?â Leon turned around, after opening the microwave, holding out his handÂ
âYeah, lookâ Hop handed it over.Â
âNIMBASA CITY WELCOMES NEWEST MASTER LIBRARIAN AND BATTLE BOSSâ he reads aloud âGalarian Native Anya Ambermight Takes Over As the First Immigrant to Run A Battle Challenge in Nimbasa City - Weâll Iâll be damned!!â Leon suddenly grinned, as if giddyÂ
âHuh?âÂ
Leon quickly read the short article, and spotted a particular phrase
âHead preservationistâÂ
âAha! She did it! She really did it!âÂ
âWhat are you talking about?âÂ
âShe works with books!âÂ
Hop gave a confused look âYeahâŚ?âÂ
âNo that's - that's what she wanted to do! She wanted to restore books when we were kids - and she is!âÂ
âOooh⌠thatâs cool!â Hop commented âHer teams interesting thoughâÂ
Leon looked at the color photo just above the article, showing a now grown-up Anya with her team
â... She has two yamasks nowâ he canât stop himself from laughing âwith a Frosslass⌠and a Hatterene? Good for her. Hatterene are notoriously hard to train!âÂ
âDid you read it? Apparently her challenge is really hard. I kinda wanna go and tryâ Hop grinned
âHah! Perhaps one day we will! Iâve never been to Unova!âÂ
The conversation died off after that, and Leon couldnât stop smiling.Â
To think, just one summer together, sharing adventures and dreams, and there they were as adults - accomplishing those dreams.Â
He really did need to get himself to Unova sometime.Â