#idolizedstar

He was lost. Yup, his map was not useful here since he left it back at home in this PC. Kanto was like the back of his hand, but johto was something he was not entirely familiar with. The forest around him seemed quite full of life, and was surprisingly quiet right now. The problem was he was lacking in food for himself. 

Hold up hold up I got I fruit tray

12: Is there an unpopular arc that you like that the fandom doesn’t? Why?

Hmm, well, I wouldn’t count it as “unpopular” but I’m not seeing many fans who will say Advanced series is their favorite one, but it’s mine.

23: Unpopular character you love?

Speaking of Advanced series...

       “hey, what are you-- hey.” his hand moves behind him to fend off the tugging that was applied to his cape, expression ridden with hints of annoyance and confusion. why his cape of all things, he wondered? he knew it was a lovely fashion asset (in addition to the snazzy bow), but he’s never had someone (pokemon maybe, children also a possibility) so fascinated with his cape.

       “let go.” he lets out a huff as he tries to compose himself, lips in a frown (and the tiniest of a pouts if you squint). “do you need something, miss?” teal eyes and sky blue hair that seemed to defy gravity with how they pointed upwards: no, he hasn’t seen her before; if he had, he was sure he would’ve been able to recognize such prominent features.

   “KRIS CLARITY!! I LOVE YER WORK---”

    Shit shit that’s not Kris abort abort.

@idolizedstar

His back was against the bench. His body curving with the slight curve of the wood as his small legs swung the best they could. James was off helping Jessie with whatever this poke-contest stuff entailed. To him, while there was a part of it that sounded fun and seemed appealing, there was another part of him (the part that spent time with Jessie) that felt he definitely didn’t need that amount of stress in his life.

Stress was bad for the body. Especially a pokemon’s body! They were supposed to be pampered, weren’t they? Where were the humans to brush his fur, massage his tired muscles, and make him feel like top cat? His arms crossed in a huff. Without having the humans there to entertain him, this sitting around was getting boring.

Normally he didn’t mind sitting around and philosophizing, but the twerps were nearby. He had to sit tall. He had to make sure they didn’t see him. If they did, then they’d raise a ruckus, and Jessie and James could be discovered, and Jessie wouldn’t be able to compete, and then they’d have to listen to her dramatics.

So he had to remain at attention! He definitely couldn’t fall asleep.

Nope. No falling asleep for this cat.

None at all.

Oops.