"Oh hello!" Merlin said with a smile, rubbing the back of his neck somewhat. Camelot was gaining a lot of visitors lately. "Welcome to Camelot!" he grinned somewhat. 

Dress up and charades had always been a favorite game amongst the three since they were little. That, and perhaps just watching TV at one of their houses, with milk, cookies, and the house Pokemon curled up by their sides. And while the three might have childishly wished that they could go through the TV and be there, caught in between all that action and exhilaration, who knew that such a dream was actually possible! And that all three had managed to find one another under the bright lights of Virbank City. And who would've guessed that they had been welcomed into the one place that had made all their childhood dreams and aspirations come true.

They were actually here, at Pokestar Studios.

And the first stop they had made together was the filming studio, where all the makings behind films were made. Coincidentally, a spot had opened and had three roles that needed to be filled in. The genre, however, was something rather different from the norm...

"'Rom...com...'?" The word sounded so foreign; and little did Hue know that it was a mashup of the words 'romantic' and 'comedy.' But seeing as how action, horror, thriller, adventure, and sci-fi were the only genres registered in this generic boy's mind, it wasn't a surprise to find that Hue was drawing a blank at this job offer's topic. Realizing that just staring at the black-blocked letters wasn't helping him, he swung his spiky head behind him to face his buntailed best friend.

"Hey Mei, y'mind explaining to me what this is about? This 'romcom' business? Like, is it some secret word for action stunts, or something?" The boy's eyes ventured over to look at Kyouhei, who was standing by the female Trainer's side.

bun-nyeared started following you

He fumbled with a thin sheet of paper in between his gloved hands, his back hunched over in a pensive manner as he stared down at the Pokemon Center's spotless tiled flooring. Usually, words just came to him for such things; after all, the receiver of this paper was his sister, and who else was the easiest person in the world to talk to?

Hue's eyes strayed over to look at the calendar that was plastered just behind the center's main countertop. His little sister's birthday was just a day away, and he still couldn't come up with teh right words to say to her. 'Best wishes' and just a simple salutation of 'Happy Birthday' were way too generic for him, and he could already imagine a thin line of disappointment forming across the girl's lips as she opened up a rather plain-looking letter. That was all she wanted from him; just a few simple words, telling her about the adventures she was having. And, perhaps, about how much he missed her. Which he did, all the time.

With an exasperated sigh, Hue pushed himself up from his seat in the lobby and was just about to go when he heard the center's automatic glass doors swing open -- and there she was, long bun-tails and all. "Oy, Lopunny tails!" It had always been his nickname for her, ever since they were little kids. And no matter how huffy she might get, he wasn't about to let up just yet. Old nicknames died hard, it seemed. Hue shuffled over to her side, a nervous, yet wide grin taped to his face.