A Glorious Ball, and a Meeting of Royals

"Eira," asked Z, "is something wrong?  you look worried."  Sparky continued to glare and size up Eira while her trainer talked to her.  Axew shrugged, "Ax Ax Axew Ax Xew."  *My trainer insisted that I dress nicely for the party.*  Z glanced at axew, happy that he was getting along with the other pokemon so well.  Axew usually had a bit of an attitude and occasionally ticked off other pokemon with his childishness and got into fights that Z had to rescue him from.  One of those fights gave him his scar and a fear of bee-pokemon as well so he was glad that his little Axew was getting along with others.

Z glanced at Sparky and begun to chuckle.  soon he was cracking up. "ha ha ha ha, sorry, Sparky has a bit of a crush on me and is kind of overprotective and gets jealous when I am friendly with other females.  You should have seen when I was talking to a cousin that I hadn't seen for a while.  The fight they had gave me good reason to call her Sparky.  Boy was cousin Graci mad when she shot a flamethrower at her.  Sparky, you don't have to worry.  Eira is just a friend from the contest.  You don't have to get jealous."

"I can understand having a protective Pokemon," Eira said, looking down at Shimmer with a slightly worried expression though she was glad that it had deemed that Z was not a threat and hadn't tried to attack him like it did Marcus. "It can create quite a few interesting situations, can't it?"

*My Eira would have figured something out.* Spheal said proudly, puffing up almost like a Jigglypuff as he tried to show his pride in his partner.

*Didn't your trainer tell you not do that? That make him mad.* Sofa stood in between the two Pokemon, putting his foot on Spheal to stop his rolling. *Do you want him to hit you with ice?* Sofa took his foot off of Spheal and stepped back. *Don't do things to people that make them mad. Do you want someone to do thing to you that make you mad? Then don't do it to others.* Sofa tried his best to be the moderator. It looked so much easier watching Marcus' dad do it...

Axew pouted, "Ax Axew, Axew."  *You're no fun, Sofa.*  Axew turned to Sofa, "Ax Ax Ax, Axew Xew Axew Ax Xew."  *there as to be some kind of fun thing we can do here that won't mess up our outfits.*  Z chuckled at his starter's childish personality.  He got bored quite easily and got into trouble on occasion because of it.  His other pokemon also got into a bit of trouble on occasion, but only because she'd pick fights with other females that she saw as potential threats or rivals for Z's affections.   It was all because he fund her as a torchic and nursed her back to health.  ever since then, she was almost always at his side.

So it begins. I just wonder what she could have to talk to me about...I'm pretty uninteresting, all things considered. We won the contest, but just what could a queen want with some random Pokemon trainer? She must see dozens every day...Well...not much we can do until she gets to us...so there's not much point in letting it bother us...

Marcus turned to Z and tried to keep the conversation going and ignore what just happened. "So why do you lead her on like that? Have you ever sat Sparky down and told her what's wrong with this infatuation she has with you? It might be better for her in the long run..."

The red woman paused and turned only her eyes over her shoulder. ”Do not ask questions. Just follow.” Akane resumed walking. Where’s your manners? I was told you were royalty. The duo walked in silence for the rest of the long walk to through the castle tower. She finally stopped to speak to Eira.

”If you are indeed who I think you are,” Akane turned to walk out onto the royal balcony that overlooked all of the kingdom and even the ocean. From here, she could look out and over her people that often times would gather under this balcony. Most importantly, this was one of the few times Akane would distance herself so much from her people. Here she looked down on them; here only royalty could touch the floor. “If you are in fact royalty, you will no longer slouch in fear. You will follow me unto this symbolic place.”

Akane turned to run her fingers along the beautifully sculpted golden balcony fence that prevented falling down the tall two story drop. Nobody was really gathered in the common courtyard below, for they were all mostly inside. Two guards awaited Eira’s response to Akane’s test. They stood stoic on either side of her at the edge of the balcony line; they knew they would never cross it. Akane’s harsh tone resurfaced.

”If you are not royalty, then just return from whence you came and leave my kingdom forever.” She gritted her teeth and looked with what seemed raw hatred. ”And do not lie to me. I have no tolerance for liars and lying to the queen results in death.” She paused yet again. ”And I will know if you are lying.”