Gad Sylvanhart
Fruit! Delicious yummy fruit! At least, that's what I was thinking when I saw a huge welcome basket on the table in the room. My muscles were slightly less tense now, so I walked over to the basket, thinking of how stupid I'd been not to have seen it. Guess I wasn't too used to nice welcomes. I chuckled slightly as I thought this, then reached into the basket and plucked an orange. It looked simply delicious. Oranges were my favorites, next to their smaller cousins the tangerine. I found that eating one slice of both created a lovely flavor. Unfortunately, there were no tangerines available in the basket. It was rather large and wooden, and consisted of the most basic fruits: Pears, Apples, Oranges, etcetera. Still, I was thankful for my orange, and went back into the sofa, eating from it. Oranges somehow always soothed my nerves, almost made me want to go to sleep. Before long, I saw Valorie enter the premises. I didn't want to create another stupidly awkward moment, so I attempted to forget she was there. She was shy, that much was obvious, and I'd clearly offended her by dropping in at that moment, although I was only trying to be friendly. She'd said it was alright, but I highly doubted that by the look on her face. Which looked rather distant, like in a different world. May as well have been sleep walking with the eyes open, in my opinion. (That does happen. It happened to my cousin Ted, long story) Part of me did want to tell her I was sorry, even though I'd technically already done so. But the other part held me back somewhat, since I knew that disturbing her in her distant state would be the third stupidest thing I did today, despite my intellectual strength, I never really knew how to make long, calculated choices. At least not now.
Suddenly, Spike walked in my direction. "You. Me. 3-on-3 Battle. Outside." he said, sternly. I did not appreciate the attitude towards me, personally I didn't see how he could be jealous, I mean, he was one of the originals, he should have been bossing me around, not acting so immature. "Umm, excuse me?" I asked. "Alright, if you say so." I said, still trying to be nice. And yet, part of me told me he didn't deserve to be respected. Still, I didn't want any trouble. So I went outside. I already knew the team I was going to pick for this three-on-three. I always picked this team because they were a well circulated coverage team. Strategically, of course. Their types covered each other as well as I could make it so. Despite the common weakness on two of them, the third could take it for neutral damage. I thought about using Uxie instead, but Uxie was my partner, not my Pokemon. I didn't think I could do that in a battle. I brought out my first Pokemon, giving Spik the upper hand by allowing him to see it. "Go, Haxorus!" I exclaimed. I threw Haxorus' Luxury Ball into the air, and out it came for sure. A huge, golden, long-necked dragon with a two-sided ax on its head. Or at least what looked so. I loved my Haxorus, it was a gift that came along with the clothes I was wearing at the very moment. It was a Pokemon from Unova, I believe. Although I wasn't sure if it was Uxie or my uncle who sent it to me. Was Uxie already disguised as my uncle when this was sent to me? I suspected so. Anyways, I stopped thinking and turned to Haxorus. Who'd already sat down, waiting for his opponent to arrive. Truth is, outside of battle, my Haxorus was a big softy. In battle, he was a fierce predator, but outside, he was actually quite sensitive. Unlike me, he relied more on his emotions to see him through life. It was cute, to be honest. Any person who got to know him might think so.
And so, I waited for Spike and his Pokemon, quite interested to see his team. To have survived through the first Legendary Endeavor, he must have had quite a team. I'd already noticed a Leafeon running around earlier, speaking to Adriane's Glaceon. I was almost sure it was Spike's.
