Eno-Shima Bowl..!!!

Silver shook his head.

He’d seen happy people,but that guy? Oh,that guy is exceeding the happiness limit. Too bad,because the redheaded is already thinking about beat the shit out of the blonde.

Al stepped in front of the dusty shop that he had received, because he is able to repair and make items by himself he requested the mayor to let him customize the shop himself to make himself content. The shop was a relatively okay sized building, it didn’t have a sign up front so he’d have to make that later, it had double doors and some front windows.

Alphonse walked into the store and moved around a couple of boxes that he had brought in the other day, being careful not to break anything. The first thing that Alphonse was gonna do was make the sign and hang it up so people knew that it was a repair store. He cleared a large space in the middle of the store and put a lot of scrap metal, some long light bulbs so that the sign would light up at night and some plastic, He clapped his hands together and transmuted the items into a sign that said “Al’s repair store: and just in the bottom right there was a cartoony picture of him, the picture was below the words so the sign was deformed to make the shape of the head.

Alphonse prepared the ladder in front of the store and brought out the sign by dragging it out with a sheet underneath it to prevent scratches but then he realized that it was going to be too heavy for him to lift up so he was going to sought out some help but first he went back in to pull out the extra ladder just to prepare it, when finished he asked anyone who walked by for help but was refused several times because they said they were busy or in a rush, Alphonse let out a sigh and sat down. “Can anyone help me please? Or if you want I can even give you a job, just help me get this sign up,” He yelled.

Wearing an encouraging smile, he walked up to the man who had called for help. Hopefully, the young alien would be able to lift his spirits.

Don’t expect it.

Silver threw a death glare to the boy. He believed that guy was behind everything and…well,you can’t change his mind. Just saying.

“…Who is behind that shit? Where is the exit?”

That Magikarp is going to die if he don’t tell. Silver is usually angry,but he never felt this way before. Never. Kotone never dared to make him feel so furious.

By the way— no one ever dared to. Everybody knows the tsundere rule: If you make a tsundere angered,he can do three things:

“I-It’s not like i’m angry,baka!”

Kill you

Kill you brutally.

Shark was alone, sitting behind some sushi shop, with no where to go. He had been sitting there for who knows how long just playing with some rock he found on the side of the road. He’d been spending most of his days doing exactly this, wondering the streets, sitting in alleys and behind buildings with nothing to entertain him but stuff he finds on the road. The aquatic teen couldn’t complain though, there really wasn’t anywhere else to go, he actually preferred being alone and this was the best place for that. However, even though he was acting out the same routine as every day today felt… different. He didn’t know why but he had this strange feeling that something was all wrong with today but he couldn’t put his finger on it. There was no changes in anything around him so he was baffled as to why he he felt like this.

He threw the rock he was holding into the dark, as soon as the rock left his hand something stringy and black shot up from the ground and took a tight hold of his leg. WHAT THE HELL?! He snapped his head side to side and saw more of the black strings coming up, all gripping tight to him. He tried his hardest to escape, thrashing around to remove the strings from him. It was relentless, they just held on tighter causing a piercing pain every time one attached itself. Soon he was covered in black, writhing in pain from way each string stung. His breathing was broken and harsh. Suddenly he felt strong pulling from the strings, like he was being pulled into the ground. That’s it, he was being forced into the ground, he was going to die. He was confused as to why and how this was happening but there was nothing he could do know, he couldn’t move from being bonded by the wiry black strings. After the realization of what was happening his mind went straight to his sister. He can’t leave his sister, she was unable to do anything because of her wounds, if he dies, she left by herself fighting by herself. If she does heal what are they going to tell her? How can he help her if he’s not there? He started freaking out imagining something happening to her in the hospital. Then he remembered his only friend, Yuuma. That boy was so clueless who knows what would happen to him. Shark couldn’t stand the idea of someone taking advantage of the smaller duelist and hurting him. Yuuma was his friend, his only friend, he cared what happened to him. He knew he wasn’t ready to let them go, he felt if he died he was being defeated. He wanted to keep living, to defeat IV like he had planned and if he goes now that will never happen, he’ll never get IV for what he had done. Once he was consumed by darkness everything on his mind began to fade, he felt his consciousness slipping away. He was dying and he knew it, he was done.

Shark felt a cool breeze coat over his body. Breeze? He was feeling, and if he could feel then he wasn’t dead. His eyes began to flutter open, a bright light streaming in. He squinted trying to see past the light and all he saw was blue. He finally came to realize that he was looking at a sky, and open clear sky. Where was he? He remembered it being night. How long was he out? He moved his hand and felt soft grass graze his palm. He wasn’t behind the building anymore. Did that mean someone found him? Did they drag him out? Did he just imagine the whole thing? He finally pulled himself up into a sitting position and as soon as he did his head began to spin violently. Once he got a hold of everything he started examining what was around him. What he was looking at didn’t look like anywhere he’d been before. His eye caught hold of a large fountain that seemed out of place from it’s surroundings. The second thing he noticed was a lot of different people, people he’s never seen before. Where am I? He couldn’t help but panic. He stood up and ran over to the fountain, bending over the edge to catch his breath. He tried to make sense of all this but he just couldn’t. He took a fist the edge of the fountain and hit it as hard as he possible could. He was starting to get really pissed off. He wanted some answers.

Haru spent the majority of his day loitering around the fountain. Upon his sudden arrival to this odd new world, he'd been slightly spooked, getting the same anxious feeling he'd felt on his first voyage to Earth, but the water spewing out of the fountain calmed him down. Being a water-dwelling alien, it always had a soothing effect on his body and mind, and of course, an occasional twinge of nostalgia.

In his peripheral vision, he noticed a purple-haired teen, perched over the fountain's edge, appearing to be in some sort of pain. How weird... Haru took a quick scan of the human's body. He doesn't have any bruises or cuts, but he looks like he's having a hard time. The human must be struggling inside. Not a pleasant sensation to feel. Perhaps I could do something to help...

He wasn’t scared.

Neither nervous. But angered. He woke up on a weird place,without any ideas of where he could be - and he doesn’t use drugs or alcohol,god dammit!

That looked like a lovely place,on Silver’s terms. Empty place,not a lot of people going to harass him with their happy and sickening smiles,all great!

…Too great for his own good.

A quick check on his things: Feraligatr,Gengar,Magnezone,Hydreigon,Weavile and Alakazam were still here. But for some reason,his PokéNav couldn’t search around that place,an exit. 

Because when you’re alone,some idiots usually come to fuck up your day,yay!!

But he actually wanted to go home. And destroy everything. Or— what is that kind of feeling? Of course,he is an angry boy,but never thinked about killing everybody on Johto and Kanto. Well,once or twice,but never a serious thing.

The rival sighed and got up,looking around all the wonderful and empty place.

Maybe this male does have a good reason!! I did overhear him addressing a 'you'. Maybe he's confused who to direct his anger at... It was a possibility, but Haru hated the sight of a being filled with hatred. Should he give this human a good taste of his water gun??? Not yet, not until he got closer anyway.

Haru bounced up a bit in ambition, and gracefully began to make his way towards the young man, speaking between footsteps. "Why are you so angry?? What if the being that brought you here had a good purpose ??? I can guess that shooting at the being won't help you get back..!"

"Of course, IV. I wouldn't want you to be uncomfortable around me. After all, I was hoping we'd become friends since we'll have soooo much time together !!" The hesitation in the human's reply tempted Haru to snoop a little. He wanted to understand more of the unspoken words between them. But could that be considered using my powers unnecessarily ?? I mean, telepathy isn't real a power, more like a.... skill ?? Whatever, maybe another time, when we're more familiar with each other. 

“Well now! I wasn’t expecting that, you look rather normal I must say.” Okay, that’s probably bull shit but who cares. He’s rooming with this weirdo so might as well be on his good side for now!