Mairin sputtered, how could someone be the top leading lab assistant under Kalos Regional Professor, yet be so utterly fucking clueless at the same time? “Just for that you owe me hot chocolate,” she stated and grabbed onto the taller’s hand to drag them back to the actual center of the venue that was split in so many directions on so many streets, “come on, I saw a vendor that sells caramel and peppermint drinks.”Īlain made a face but didn’t continue the topic, happy that it changed in general and away from a man that was likely drunk in his boxers while staring at a TV screen in the dark or twenty feet down in the dirt, hopefully Yveltal took his spirit as a sacrifice but only one could only dream. “Professor Sycamore is nothing like my father Mairin, he’s too good to even be on the same scale as that filth.” “So he’s like, totally your dad, and there’s so much more proof! So don’t you dare try and deny my facts!”Īlain huffed as he reached up to drag her cold gloves off his cheeks. And, and! He accidentally called you son several times in the last month.” She jerked Alain head from side to side gently as she listed off reasons. “No offense, but he grounded you for sneaking back into the laboratory at hell o’clock in the morning last week. “Dude.” Mairin got onto her tiptoes so her gloves hands could smack on to Alains cheeks and force his head down to look into her eyes. Sycamore is the exact opposite of his father, grant taken that almost everyone is besides Lysandre who somehow dug deeper than his dad ever could. “Professor Sycamore is not like my dad.” He just couldn’t see the beloved Kalosian Professor drunk off his ass to the point where he just spewed actually spit from his mouth instead of barely understandable syllables, the man wouldn’t hit a woman or child and would face anyone with disgust for even mentioning it for purpose. “He’s like your dad.”Īlain stopped walking which made the girl jerk since she was holding onto his arm. ” Her voice rose a little and Alain had to quickly shush her as he waved with an apologetic smile towards several mothers who had covered their impersonable kids ears.
If Mairin is going to play this game, then so shall he. “I don’t even know the man well enough,” Alain whined back. “Yes you did! Professor Sycamore maybe the boss but he’s still a worker,” Mairin declares as she tugged on his sweater sleeve to pull him to the next stall. “No… I didn’t.” Alain was confused, he promised her to help shop for the workers in the lab, not the Professor.
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“Alain!” She whined and the dark blue haired boy could feel a full fake tantrum coming on, “you promised me you would help me shop for Professor Sycamore.” Mairin pouted up at the young adult, bottom lip fully out in a frown as fake tears pricked her eyes. He was soon brought out of his silent misery by a soft gloved hand smacking him in the chin, small pom-poms hanging on strong thread hitting him twice more for added hit pointage. What a shame because that means they have to talk to more people than necessary today. A lot of people had come out around Kalos in general to Kalos Capital to do some final shopping that they probably couldn’t do over the internet. It was Christmas time since December first, all girls in Alains group of Kalosian friends say it starts halfway through November but he doesn’t care because officially it starts the first day of the actual month that it’s in, and it’s currently the fifth. A small group of children ran past the two, outcry of laughter and shrieks of joy made Alain lighten up somewhat.
Alain groaned as Mairin kept dragging him around to different vendor stalls in the middle of Lumiose City.
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