just a little genderbending fun from another RP, put here because it's for Loomie haha
[div="max-width:900px;]Before joining Tocker Corporations, Helmuth had found the time to visit Coumarine one last time. He rarely met his family this way, but this one last time he felt, at least, more confident to confront them. Everything went as planned, really - they all talked about Helmuth's new job, of which he didn't share many details, in front of an abundant, delicious lunch. He then found some time to meet his Coumarine friends and enjoy some time in his hometown. By the time he came back to Lumiose, he had one additional baggage full of things - gifts, clothing, books, anything that he wanted to bring in the new home with him.
Most of his roommates and classmates organized another party in Lumiose as well, to celebrate Helmuth's new job… although the majority of them wasn't told where Helmuth would have ended up shortly after. Only his closest friends really knew that if he succeeded, he wouldn't have been around for years - and to those concerns, Helmuth responded by saying, he would have done his best to at least communicate with them once again. Or even escape if things got out of hand… never say never!
This was his effort to prepare himself in advance. He'd already had a taste of things to come when he first got to know about Tocker, and had his theories confirmed when he was eventually told how their Living Facility worked. Despite hos attempts to plan every next move of his, he couldn't quite grasp what "ten years underground", as he used to say, really meant.
The last day before his final interview, he'd packed nearly everything he could into a various set of boxes and suitcases, only leaving out a handful of clothes and, obviously, all the furniture. He wasn't as afraid of leaving something out, as he was afraid of having packed too much stuff - and therefore having the Tocker staff not bringing some of his possessions inside his new home.
The day of Helmuth's last interview, two Tocker employees reached his shared apartment, located in Western Lumiose. On the doorstep stood Sam, one of Helmuth's roommates, who only had some morning lessons to attend to and was spending the rest of the day at home.
The place wasn't very new and modern anymore, but still cozy and large enough for four people. It was supposed to house a family with kids, but it was equally apt for a group of students with their Pokémon.
Being a shared apartment, Tocker couldn't take any of the furniture, unless it belonged specifically to Helmuth. It also meant the company had to provide Helmuth with new appliances - after all, not even the furniture at Helmuth's Coumarine home was available to take - but, at least, this meant less work for the moving team.
Sam directed the two men towards his room, which he had shared with Helmuth for years. There were in fact two beds, one with just a sweatshirt on top and one covered with various bags: nearly all of Helmuth's possessions, ready to be taken away. Sam could only wonder who would have taken his place as the fourth roommate - after all, apartments like that one were quite sought-after by incoming students or young people trying to build their future in Lumiose.
The young man offered to help the two employees with their job, but they refused and left him a little baffled. Telling them what was Helmuth's stuff and what was not was already enough.
Beside Helmuth's bed, one could find the largest boxes and suitcases, which mostly contained clothes and shoes… usually boots, to be precise. He packed in there almost every clothing item he had, with the few that remained now hung inside his wardrobe in his Coumarine home - or being worn by Helmuth herself, of course.
The day before, Helmuth was admittedly surprised not to have filled more bags of clothes… but that's because he used to borrow items from his friends to complete his fancier outfits - the ones he couldn't afford to have without external help.
Once that was dealt with, the two men eagerly looked around the room for more things to load into their moving van. The more things they could get, the less things Tocker needed to provide Helmuth, and therefore the better they would have done their job - according to their superiors, at least. Sam eventually pointed them towards a small office chair, which Helmuth had actually bought himself in place of the… normal chair that was part of the apartment's standard furniture. He could see why his previous roommate made that choice, and deep inside wanted to lie and keep that chair for himself, but that wouldn't have been fair towards Helmuth. One more run in the elevator and the small chair was gone.
Sam was reminded of the times where Camille, Helmuth's then Steenee, used to have her trainer spin her on that chair, and get down all dizzy. For some reason unknown to man, that Pokémon really liked it, even if it would mean hitting various things with her leaves afterwards and have Helmuth fix everything. Yet there was something charming about that little fella. About how she was so confident, spreading her scent everywhere, smiling and dancing all the time only to fall into Helmuth's arms as if she was testing his trust. Not even he and Chris, his Vanillite, seemed to have such a strong bond.
Finally, the Tocker employees started to take what was lying on Helmuth's bed, all of which was organized inside his few backpacks. They contained accessories, jewels, books, gifts… including a small parting gift from Sam himself.
One bag in particular contained Helmuth's skating gear - after all, it was mostly Sam who had persuaded the other guy and have him begin skating. Whereas Helmuth had never tried it before, and had spent his first year in Lumiose walking and using public transport only (even Gogoats if needed), Sam used to skate since he was much younger, as he came from Snowbelle City.
The two guys would often spend what little free time they had trying to learn tricks from each other (Helmuth favoured speed while Sam favoured figure skating): once, as the weather was terrible for two weeks in a row, they even tried to wear skates in their apartment's entrance room - also known as the "Pokèmon room" - when no one else was around. Of course, that experiment ended up just like with Steenee spinning (except on an even bigger scale), but it allowed the two guys to bond even more.
Now, Helmuth had always been selfish. Sam couldn't deny that: even worse, he and the other roommates often used to argue with the Coumarine boy. But… after living in the same apartment for a couple months, they all got to know each other better. In fact, Sam always prided himself of knowing a vulnerable side of his friend that was normally hidden - the Helmuth trying to prove himself, trying to get approval, trying not to miss out on anything, trying to make genuinely good friendships.
The red haired guy was - that also couldn't be denied - quite good at getting his friends do what he wanted. Rest assured, he'd do his best to give something in return, even if it was just some of his time. But as time passed by, Sam was only more and more happy to help Helmuth out.
All these thoughts crossed Sam's mind as the two men finished their work, greeted him, and left, their truck quickly heading towards Eastern Lumiose. Sam checked the fridge, trying to come up with something to cook for dinner, then got back to his studying.
Give me one more year.[/div]