Sunny Day

[Maria Thereza Sant'Anna]

Nice Work Did. You Are Gonna Go Far Kid.

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This was certainly a sunny day. It was probably nearing 40 degrees Celcius. And it was just the freaking morning. The pokemons were trying their all to find hidding spots, any sort of shadow to protect them from the burning sun. Well, the fire pokemons seemed to be dealing quite well with it, for them, there was no problem. The water pokemons were finding hiding on the enourmeous lake. But, for the others, it was still hard. They were all in the Pokemon Fortress, though, it's owner – Maria – would never let them suffer on the sun. So, today was poke bathing day. Which meant that her minions co-workers had been out since early morning, bathing pokemons. She had been doing that too, but now she was focused on her own pokemons.

Maria usually let her Abra lead her lifestyle. If it was not a busy day, she'd sleep 18 hours with him, on a busy day though, she'd sleep 6 hours, just while he was awake. Today was one of those days. She woke up early, she knew it would be a hot day, so, she woke up – no hangover, she didn't even drink the last night – made coffe, woke Ciro and Lupus up, and set the chores for the day. The day had began early, so early that the security staff in the Pokemon Fortress couldn't believe that everybody was up so early in the morning.

After breakfast – a huge mug of coffe and whatever she found on the kitchen – she finally bathed and dressed for the day. The military shorts and her black sleeveles shirt – both over a black bikini, 'cause she knew that a certain Blastoise would make the bath into a party and a certain Houndoom would make it into hell – added to her long ponytail were the choice for today. Upon leaving the main house, she first made sure that Ciro and Lupus were off to work. She didn't even need to put on a cold boss face for that – her natural lack of any show of emphaty was enough. Then, she was off to spen her day with the pokemons. Like always.

Later on that day, after she had worked with a good number of pokemons, she moved on to her own. Before that she gave a break to both Ciro and Lupus to work on their own pokemon. The first on her line, who happilly got out of the lake, was her Blastoise. Squalo. And, as predicted, he wasted no time into making his owner into some sort of wet dog. With no chance for running away. The water that came from his canons made it's way to the sky and back to the earth. To her. Well, the day was hot, but it was over doing things a little.

“Yeah, yeah mate. You find it funny, I don't.”

She kept on washing his shell as the Blastoise just laughed loudly again.

“And where the fuck are Ciro and Lupus? If they are wasting this precious time lazing around... None of them will eat today.”

Squalo grunted.

“You find this too much? Well, now I'll forbid them from wearing cat ears and smoking.”

Squalo said nothing in return, he could just wait and see what was going to happen. And hope for the best – but what would it be?

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Wordcount: 563 words
Song: You are gonna go far kid
Notes: And now, to kidnnap Ciro...

[Lupus Guy Valentine]

We Are Quick Coming Out
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“A heat wave huh?” Lupus said to himself as he flicked off the television. It wouldn’t be fun if there was a heat wave coming. It would mean double time and everyone would be hot and sweaty. That will not be fun at all, all he would hear is complaining. After all he feels like he does more then his share of his work because the new apprentice doesn’t do much because he’s the typical teenager. Lazy and good for nothing - well maybe not. After how Bards parents treated him he would never call something good for nothing. He pulled the blankets over him as he went to bed. His head rested on his nice soft feather pillow. Fai went to his bed, it was just at the end of his bed. It looked like a basic dog bed but a little more fluffy.

His mind soon drifted off to a deep sleep. Or so he though. What seemed soon after he went to sleep really was about 8-6 hours. He was well rested and ready for the day. But there was one problem he was still asleep. His hand was under his shirt scratching his belly. It exposed his abs of course though. The covers were off him and on the floor. He usually ended up like this no matter what. Maria being the lady that she was woke him up fairly early and rather rudely. She through her shoes at his head but he still didn’t wake up. So then she went up and violently shook him. This usually happens when its one of those days when his wasn’t finished his sleeping period. He then awake in a tired state. He sat up with his hair more rough around the edges then ever. With a drunken like expression on his face, he got out of bed and went to get a shower. But to his surprise it was too hot for him. So he decided to use the natural hot springs out back. He went there bringing his towel and a change of cloths. Camo shorts and black boxers. He went in the spring and got cleaned up. He then got out and went to work.

He started with the ground pokemon. They were the worst because they love getting dirty. But first he needed to find theme. Come dug and some didn’t. Some hide in caves. So far he had found mostly all of them just wondering around looking for some cool ground to dig in. The chaos was everywhere. He tried to calm them down but it was all unsuccessful. Fai was panting hard. It was hard for him to breath because he was really furry. He told him to find some shade and relax there until later. Lupus himself was overheating and he had a nice loose t-shirt on and it was just making him hotter. So he decided to take it off. He then took off to watch the rock pokemon. They were a little bit easier to find. After that he tracked down the electric types. These little guys were deadly as fuck. He had to wear lots and lots of rubber. Rubber for his own protection so he didn’t get shocked to death. After he finished washing them Maria said he could take a brake and wash his pokemon. He smiled then went off reaching for them.

Knowing Juno she would be off taking care of eggs. So he first went there sense it was the closet. He walked into the incubator building and found Juno rushing around taking care of everything. Unfortunately she was over excreting her self to the limit. He walked over to her and put his hand on her shoulder telling her to calm down. She calmed down a enough so he could scrub her down. He first washed her back and head before washing the front of her. Her arms were next, then legs. He scrubbed her down telling her to take it easy because it’s a heat wave. He went to find his other pokemon next.

He then ran off into the forest were he saw destruction. It must have been Jove going a little crazy. His ADHD made things harder to work around and he needed to watched at all times. He ran into the woods and found him playing and loosely letting electricity run off him. “Jove calm down buddy.” He said as Jove turned around and jumped onto him licking his face. He was much like a little loveable puppy. He was probably the most spoiled of them all though. Lupus got up and pet his head. “Its time for a bath.” Lupus said holding up a bucket and a brush. Jove sat still as Bard washed him down. He then sent him off to play.

He then went to find Eidon. He was most likely trying to keep the noise level down and the chaos to a minimum. So Lupus went on searching for the area with the most chaos. And that would be the pond near by. He walked over then and found him yelling at the pokemon to get in a line and take turns drinking water. Lupus sighed and walked over to him. Melody was in the line up. She seemed a little angry and once she noticed Lupus she ran out of line and started saying a thousand things at once in pokemon language. He hugged her before walking with her to Edion. He grabbed his brush and bucket and started scrubbing. It was easy for them both. They were both fairly still except for Eidon who saw some step out of line would ran over there and tell them to get back in line. Soon afteer he finished scrubbing them he found Fai getting a drink. He signalled Fai to come over for a bath. He scrubbed him down before noticing what time it was. He was a little past his break time. He was to meet Maria on the other side of the property.

Lupus ran quickly. He hitched a ride on the bigger pokemon. To be pacific he rode a rapidash across the property. He soon came to a stop. He petted the pokemon and sent it off to do what it wanted. He saw Maria washing her giant tortoise pokemon. He sighed knowing he was going to be a pain in the ass. He looked at Maria and blushed a bit before walked up to them and greeting them. “Hello, Maria! Sorry I’m late my pokemon were scattered around. And I was just on the other side cleaning them up.” he spoke with sincere apologies. He looked at her like he was ashamed. He lit a cigarette and started smoking before filling his bucket up with clean water. He then started to scrub the turtles shell to.

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Word Count: 1150
Song: Paparazzi

[CIRO DE LUCA]

droit devant soi on peut pas aller tellement loin

So fucking happy.

That is what Ciro was today as he trudged along with a pair of boots that were a bit too big for him on his feet, his pants rolled up to his knees, his shirtsleeves pushed up to his elbows, a visor on his head, a bucket of soapy water in one hand, and sweat rolling down every single inch of his body because of the ridiculous heat wave they were going through to day. Of all days that the sun could have decided to burn their arses off, it chose one of their longest days ever – poke washing day.

It was really a miserable day, because not only did you have to actually give the things a bath and suffer the consequences, but you actually had to hunt them down and suffer other consequences for taking them out of the various hiding places that they had found to protect themselves from the glaring sun, which was doing nothing for him right now than making him even less jovial and good-willed today.

“So happy…So happy…I’m happy today, this day does not make me almost wish I was back at the orphanage, I swear to god it doesn’t…” He had been chanting this little mantra since Maria had woken him up extra early this morning (which was, by the by, one of the things he hated most in the world, but he had plastered on a fake smile and gone along with it anyway…Because he kind of didn’t want to be beaten. And he kind of liked eating, and not being starved for punishment. He already looked malnourished enough as it was).

As the end of his break came and went, Ciro realized that he had to go back to washing. He patted Gia atop the head one last time, bidding the small Meowth farewell, and he was almost tempted to stay when he saw the pitiful look that she was giving him. But he had to go if he ever wanted an opportunity to see her again, so he went off quickly, running as fast as he could, leaving his first Pokémon behind him. He almost dropped his bucket in his haste to get back to Maria and Lupus, who he had a feeling would both end up cursing him for being late. He pushed his little legs as hard as he could to get by before too much time passed and he arrived before them panting and slight hunched over with his hands on his knees, trying desperately to regain his breath.

“S-sorry I’m late, Maria! I was way on the other side of the…uh-umm, park and I lost track of time…” He looked at her with wide violet eyes praying that today, perhaps, she would be a bit merciful and that he could at least have some bread or something to eat. Goodness, he was hungry. All of this work was also tiring him out. He stifled a yawn with his shoulder, making it sort of look like he was biting it, but he wasn’t…Because that would be weird.

He shifted uncomfortably, waiting for Maria to say something, and praying that Lupus would keep his big dumb mouth shut, because both of them really only liked him when they were drunk, though he didn’t know why. He wasn’t really that bad of a guy to be around…He’d never done anything exceptionally wrong except for maybe let out a Pokémon or two by mistake, but everyone screwed up occasionally, right? Right?!

words: 587 or something
lyrics: droit devant soi (i couldn't help it)
notes: oh dieu, this sucks

[Maria Thereza Sant'Anna]

Nice Work Did. You Are Gonna Go Far Kid.

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Maria was going tired of scrubbing the big shell of Squalo. Really, he was her friend and all, she loved that stupid pokemon, but he was bigger than her, he was overgrow even for a Blastoise. And she, as strong as she may be, she was still a woman, her thin arms were growing rather tired and she was still wet like a stray dog on the heavy rain. Her Blastoise could be a royal pain in the ass, he knew just what to do to bother her. Specially when she was trying to drink, then he was the worse. All her pokemon were. What a say did they have on her drinking? None! For fuck's sake!

And here came a probable/partial solution. Another human being. More specifically, her minion first apprentice, Lupus. Humans were supposed to work in groups, right? As far as she knew, at least. But she had been hiding on that house for so long, things might as well have changed. Well, anyway, he was her minion co-worker. He'd have to help. But, oh, what a blessing, he helped without her needing to ask. The apologies were nice but the cigarette bothered her to no end. So, she move to the front of Squalo.

“Thanks Lupus, that will make things faster around here. Now, where is Ciro?”

Maria tunerd to Squalo, purposely hitting him straight in the face with the sponge. He grunted, closing his eyes before she began moving the sponge.

“Yeah, yeah, complain all you want, you can do nothing about it.”

She then cleaned the soap from his face and moved on to the front of his shell. At that point she heard fast steps. Ciro. She turned just as he was arriving. He said his apologies and, for a minute, she pondered that letting the kid go on without food would be rather cruel. And she'd be sued for mistreating him. Getting sued did not sound like fun. It totally did not. So, she would let it go. But then, she finally took a good look at him – the first one of the whole day – and noticed his clothing, the glases, the gloves, the boots...

“Ciro. It's freaking hot today. Look at me and Lupus. We are wearing barely clothing enough to cover ourselves. And I'm wet like a dog in the rain. And I still feel like I'm melting. Just looking at you I feel even worse!”

She moved her arms around, then stopping with one hand on her hip and the other on her forehead. Her foot was tapping on the floor. Water dripped from her hair, some strands were sticking to her face, neck and shoulders. Her shorts also dripped, her foot tapping on the floor made some sort of wet noise, seeing as it was tapping on the wet grass.

“I'm even barefoot! Ciro, the water is not your enemy! Nor is the soap! Or the pokemons for that matter! There is no need for all this stuff!”

She rolled her black eyes. But felt like all her talking would end up being for nothing, so she pointed to Squalo's arm with her left hand. Her right hand still held the sponge and was resting on her hipbone. She did her best to look at the teenagers eyes.

“You work on his limbs.”

Her tone had calmed down, after all, it was all too hot for her to get mad for too long. She ten turned back to washing the front part Blastoise's shell as he let out a grunt. She huffed before glaring at him, he just shook his head. Their silent argument didn't las long though, she was focused on finishing her work, and she'd do that.

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Wordcount: 634 words
Song: You are gonna go far kid
Notes: Maria's tiny post is tiny.

[Lupus Guy Valentine]

We Are Quick Coming Out
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Here comes reinforcements. Ciro came running o the rescues. But in what?! Lupus squinted his eyes as he saw Ciro running as fast as his little legs could. It reminded him of his first bath day with Maria. Lupus remembered it was his first few months on the job and he was out of shape and handling puberty at the same time. At that time he was a little self cautious about his body. He didn’t like revealing his body encase something went wrong. But things never did happen and Maria broke him out of the habit. In fact Maria broke him out of many things. Although she has failed at trying to make him quit smoking. Every time he almost quits Maria gets really drunk and puts stress on him. As Lupus thought Ciro got closer and closer to his current position on the land near the gigantic turtle.

As Ciro closed in he noticed what he was wearing. “FUCKING BOOTS AND A FUCKING LONG SLEEVE SHIRT IS THAT FUUCKING KID CRAZY?!” He said in astonishment before he stopped huffing and gasping for air. His eye started to switch, he put out his smoke and looked at Ciro evilly. This kid was FUCKING crazy. A long sleeve shirt and boots. What a teen. But then again he cant be blamed. Lupus felt this way to once in a while. Maria once pulled off his shirt so he would get used to it. If this kid wouldn’t take off his shirt Lupus would have to do it for him. At this point the was starting to flip the hell out. He looked at Ciro again with a death glare as Maria stood up and yelled at him.

“Maria….. I used to be like this to, you can calm down. You don’t have to yell all the time………..” Lupus spoke to Maria softly before getting back to scrubbing the turtle. He gave a good hard scrub to the blastoises leg to get all the grime off. He seemed to get angry and kick attempted to kick him. “You have always hated me right from the beginning haven’t you?” He muttered to the over sized beast as he seemed to be laughing in his head, at least Lupus knew he was because he was just that kind of asshole. Lupus wasn’t pleased with Ciro being 15 minutes late and having a poor reason for being late.

He suddenly had enough of seeing that boy in heavy clothing. The long sleeve killed him and got him started. The heat didn’t help. Lupus started getting to hot even in the water. “ Ok common now. You have got to be kidding me. Your in boots and a long sleeve shirt. Man im only in fucking shorts and im dieing out here. So you have to be dieing in that thing. Its ok to take your shirt off. In fact I don’t even know why you have it on.” Lupus said getting a little angry while raising his voice from his normal tone which he has never done before. He walked over to Ciro and took the shirt right of his body and through it in a tree. “There much better isn’t it?” He said relaxing while going back to scrubbing the danm turtle.

“If you work hard like me you’ll be strong when your older and everyone will A) Love you or B) Hate you for being so hot. So get used to it my friend.” he smiled going to the other side to do the other leg. It was getting hotter now that it was about noon hour. He was about to get heat stroke so he took off his shorts. His heart patter boxer shorts were on getting a little wet. But these went white shorts. They were pink with red hearts on them. Only because Maria them in with colored clothing in the washer. He felt much better without those shorts on. Those danm things were never good for him. He preferred ¾ naked.

From were he was he got a good view of Maria. It was a little pervy of him but he saw her breasts and he ass. He turned around blushing and with a little bit of a noise bleed. Sure he has seen her before but for some odd reason this time seemed better. The pokemon grunted at him and he snapped out of and started scrubbing. “Get scrubbing there little buddy. And don’t forget to take those stupid boots off. If you don’t ill put them up in a really tall tree were skitties like you cant get it.” Lupus said making a somewhat funny joke about his cat ears. (Cat is a skitty in pokemon. They basically have the same ears.)

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Word Count: 803
Song: Paparazzi

[CIRO DE LUCA]

droit devant soi on peut pas aller tellement loin

Having been expecting Maria to hit him very, very hard, he was surprised when she resolved to simply bark at him loudly for a few minutes. Not knowing that his clothing was inappropriate, he looked down at them and frowned deeply. He didn’t want to wear shorts or take off his shirt like Lupus’ was, he preferred to keep himself fully covered, head to toe, almost constantly. Except for when he slept, because that was just ridiculous. As he listened to Maria shouting at him, he glanced over at Lupus briefly, almost allowing his lip to pull up into a snarl. That man was absolutely insane, and completely and utterly infatuated with Maria. He thought it was a bit obsessive. Ciro turned back to Maria and rubbed his arm, looking down at his feet.

When Lupus shouted however, he jumped about a foot into the air. Really, his clothes were bothering him that much? Excuse him for preferring to stay dressed on a daily basis…Really, who was he harming? At this point, he did let himself scowl at Lupus when he was shot the glare of death from the man. Otherwise he was ignored, which was probably for the greater good. Lord only knew what Ciro would do if he decided that Lupus wasn’t worth wasting air anymore. He had been known to take slightly drastic measures sometimes, so overreacting wasn’t something that he didn’t know of personally.

“Sorry, Maria, I didn’t mean to make you feet hot.” He chewed on his lip momentary, before speaking up again. Well, not quite up, but he was speaking and that was a plus. It was more than he normally did. “And I know, but um…I would really prefer not to get too wet, you know? And u-uh…Yeah…Sorry.” He stuttered, before finally managing to get his message across after a few moments of good, solid effort.

He was about to set to work on scrubbing down one of Squalo’s legs, when all of a sudden the huge, muscular form of Lupus was before him, explaining to him why it was ridiculous for him to be wearing such a long sleeved shirt, or a shirt at all for that matter, and before he could really even get him complaint past his lips, his shirt was off over his head and thrown into a tree. Ciro immediately wrapped his arms around his pale torso to cover his thin-as-a-rail form that he hated so much. Nothing better than the obvious signs of malnutrition to make you feel self conscious!

“I don’t care what everyone thinks, get me my shirt back, Lupus!” Ciro shouted, trying to keep his skin covered. “You’re just vain and anal and need to mind your own business!” He clenched his fists as well as his jaw when he was finished, his deep purple eyes glaring daggers at Lupus. For Maria only he got down onto his knees and began to scrub at one of Squalo’s legs slightly irritably. The thing was huge and it wasn’t very shocking that it took all three of them to get the damn thing cleaned off.

Luckily for him, he glanced up just as Lupus was drooling over Maria, and then proceeded to tell him to get on with his work. Wasn’t he doing it already? Was the guy blind as well? With an angry growl, Ciro threw his soapy wet sponge at Lupus’s face. “You’re such a pervert! Stop looking at her like that! And I’m not a skitty!”

words: 588 ish
lyrics: droit devant soi (i couldn't help it)
notes:...ugh.

[Maria Thereza Sant'Anna]

Nice Work Did. You Are Gonna Go Far Kid.

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Today was a hot day. It was pokebathing day. She was trying to wash a 2 meters tall creature who was loud and liked to use his water canons on people as if it was fucking game. She had done a lot of scrubbing on a huge shell. She had woken up early. She had not had a chance to spend precious free time with her lovely Abra. Soon she'd have to face a very troublesome Houndoom who just find baths to be a waste of time. Hell, she'd even need the help of her Tentacruel to hold the Houndoom down! Or else, she'd be burnt, and the pain would never go away. She wasn't really into that kinda stuff. All in all, it was going to be busy boring long day. And she hated those. Hated having to work that much. All she really wanted was to spen the rest of the day on a bathtub filled with cold water. But now, she had to work. And worse: she had to endure this.

Why did she take in apprentices, again?

Oh, yeah, not to do the whole tiresome job by herself. Obviosuly, she had to choose those 2. It was pretty obvious for her that they weren't all that close to each other. Ciro was still a brat, at his age she was one too. Lupus though he was an adult. Heck, what was he, again? Twenty? She'd be old if she could consider him an adult. He still had much growing and learning to do. It was in those little moments - when he thought he could command somthing - that it showed that he was still childsh. Those little fighst and quarrels with someone who was abrely a teenager. Maria herself had her problems with dealing with people. She was antisocial, disliked changes, had odd behavorial patterns, could even guet on fights for little things. But, she had a reason to it. Apserger's could be a pain in the ass. This all made it so much harder for her to endure those little moments of the 2. She ended up throwing away the "third person POV" and picking a side. And, one, or the 2, would end up in trouble.

And right now she could see the wall pointing the end of her patience.

She said a quick "It's okay, Ciro." to the kid's apology. Going back to Squalo, who didn't seem much happy either. He was a gigant turtle, if he was not happy, things could get bad. He moved his legs, tapping roughly on the floor with his heavy foot. She couldn't really mind it now, her mind was too full to accept any new information. She dragged the sponge across his arm, being carefull of the huge and sharp claws. She wanted no more than to just ignore the rest of the world, at least for a while. But, she had no such luck. The little fight around her was growing. Too much noise for her poor little ears. Fuck, she needed alcohol. And then Lupus decided to take his shorts off. Red alert, patience has come to it's end. As if it wasn't enough: “You’re such a pervert! Stop looking at her like that! And I’m not a skitty!”

“You! Put your frigging shorts back on if you do want to become Houndoom's food! 'Cause I will make sure that Xanxus burns you! Am I being clear?"

Please, take a note that, while she said that, her sponge took more or less the same trip as Ciro's, landing straight on her older apprentice's face. At that point she had that aura, that evil look and the miasma around here. All making it seem that becoming a Houndoom's prey would be a better end than to fall on her hands. She would be breathing fire by now, luck for the 2 that she couldn't do it. If Abra was out of his pokeball, the little pyschic pokémon would have teletransported himself to somewhere safer by now. She was tired, troubled and self councious now. She masked that last one with anger though. She was angry as hell. Both the red and the black eyes almost glowing red with anger. Well, she lowered her voice anyway.

“Ciro, understand my worry, I know you want to wear a shirt but, it's too hot. If you wear that one, you will dehidraye, for sure. If you want to wear a shirt that much, please, war a tshirt or something lighter and without long sleeves. Also, the boots are okay, but the gloves and glasses are a little too much."

Maria took in a deep breath, she didn't even turn away from looking at Ciro as she, once more, raised her voice. Eyes closed.

“And you Lupus. You do what I say. Who the fuck yold you to act on your own? If someobody would pull his shirt off, that somebody would be me! If somebody is to give a lecture here, that somebody is me! Are we understood?"

She let out a breath, oppening her sharp and deadly eyes. She wasn't much of a friendly person usually, things just got worse now. She could be a kind person, that was certain, giver her profession, but she also could be a monster. A child of hell, if she wanted to. She'd be able to give hell to someone if they idea seemed fitting at the moment. She'd become violent, even, and the air around her would become thicker, things would become harder for days and days. 'Cause, afterall, she was very good in keeping grudges,her memory never falted when it came to remembering one's mistakes. And she'd use them on her favor at some point, for sure. Maria was not one to be played with. And right now, she was very unhappy.

Which was no good, obviously.

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Wordcount: 1012 words
Song: You are gonna go far kid
Notes: A real post now.

[Lupus Guy Valentine]

What Do I Have To Do?!
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Lupus held the sponge firmly in his hand as he scrubbed the Blastiose roughly trying to get the grime off him. It was horrifying shit. Man if you touch it you would get swallowed whole by it. Everything about that giant thing was wrong. He had to much pride and he just plainly didn’t like Lupus at all. Lupus gave a death glare as he managed to dodge some kicks he had shot at him. Lupus wasn’t fond of him ether so he scrubbed harder. Lupus hated washing him so much he could explode and shot him down, he’s not that kind of person. Lupus also didn’t particularly like the new kid. He was late and all, but worst is when he constantly complains and whines. Lupus lit another Smoke and laid back a bit and took a large puff. He let out the smoke with a nice sigh. The smoke came out weakly but that was it.

And now here came the complaining. Lupus laid back with his pink underwear on a listened as the kid whined. “Get me my shirt back….” pas that point Lupus just didn’t care. He totally ignored it. Then he sounded , to Lupus, like he was crying. Lupus sighed looked at the boy. “Boy, I could get It for you but It will be wet because I am currently wet. So since you don’t prefer getting wet when its nearly 60 degrees. So what ever floats yah boat. And it’s a long sleeve. You will die with it on. I promise you ill get you a new one or buy you a new one. So just calm down. You could atleast wear a t shirt and I wouldn’t have done anything about it, except maybe call you crazy but still. And I was joking about the boots. I can understand why you have them on. Because of the fucking pokemon leaving things every wears for me to clean.” He said smiling with the smoke in his mouth. He laughed to himself. While looking at the shirt up in the tree.

“Then if you don’t care then why don’t you move your arms.” He said with a serious glare. He had more of a evil expression on his face with a comedic evil aura around him. The wind, what wind. There was no wind. Joy to the world we all are dead. The wind was nowhere and they were dieing of heat. “Here let me tell you something little buddy. I went through the same danm thing on a day like this, but it didn’t turn out to well. Maria gave up on me and thought shed teach me a lesson that day. The heat was soo bad I near fainted because I wore the same danm thing as you. But it was a sweater vest. It wasn’t fun I passed out. I woke up and found myself in bed. Maria was very displeased and didn’t feed for a day or two and wouldn’t give me water. She actually made me get up and make it myself. And every other time I wore a sweater until I got used to it, she punish me in some way. So please don’t make my mistakes.”

Lupus looked at the ground while putting out his smoke. The air was dry and hot. He was sweating like a pig. He pulled out a damp face cloth and wiped his forehead. The air, the air was so bad. He could Bareilly breath that much. He will need a nice cold drink of water soon and a nice cold shower of bath. He kept scrubbing the danm turtle until taking a kick to the head. He sat back up and took the rough sponge and started scrubbing harder. Lupus got a more angry look on his face while he scrubbed. But it was also somewhat evil to. It kept getting funnier as they hit each other and tortured each other.

Soon enough Maria spoke. He knew she would yell at him for being in his underwear. He sighed and looked at Maria. He wasn’t being indecent he was actually being rational. “Maria, I will not put them back on because I will die. As of right now I can only do about another hours work because its so hot. Im running out of energy and as of now I can feel it getting hotter.” he was speaking the truth. The air was getting hotter for some reason. It was actually burning hot. Many pokemon were now just running to shade. All you heard in the distance was sounds of pokemon rushing and panting. You could also here Eidon keeping order by yelling at the pokemon loudly.

He then heard Ciro yelling at him. “I AM NOT! HOW WOULD YOU KNOW IF I WAS ANY WAYS! WERE YOU LOOKING!?” he yelled defending himself hoping Maria didn’t notice. Lupus tried not to make eye contact with Maria but it was really hard. Almost impossible at that. He knew her rage was building, but he was highly use to it by now. Her treats were now petty jokes to him. Even thought they would happen. After that she told Ciro and basically proved Lupuses point. He smirked and scrubbed the blastoies hard.

Maria then blew her top and Lupus looked at her. Her using Fuck made it somewhat serious. But ether way Lupus was her Uke. He looked at her and sighed a small sigh. “No one told me to speak. And im not giving a lecture. Im trying to make it so your kiddie wont die today like I basically did before.” He sighed while wiping his head again. She was really angry this time. And she was probably on the verge of slitting his throat. He looked at Ciro and put his hand on his shoulder. “You’re a good kid though, I hope you know that. Maria may not seem like it but she respects you and only cares for your well being so be nice to her.” he said whispering to him before taking his hand of the boy shoulder.

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Word Count: 1025
Song: Inside of You

[CIRO DE LUCA]

droit devant soi on peut pas aller tellement loin

When Maria started barking at Lupus, Ciro immediately began blocking out the conversation. If there was one thing he didn’t enjoy was the sound of Maria getting angry, be it at him, or even at Lupus. Never mind if he didn’t like the man or not, it was still irritating because he was stuck having to listen to it either way. Loud noises weren’t really his favourite thing, but that much was obvious because when your favourite thing in the world to do was sleep, most everything else was irritating.

So now he sat crouched on the ground without a shirt on, listening to Maria shout, and scrubbing the leg of what had to be the world’s biggest Blastoise, still with the same angry expression on his face. The one that said what the fuck am I doing with my life? The answer to that abominable question was, of course, nothing at all. Or…At least it felt like nothing to the teenager, who really wanted nothing more than to be lazy, but instead had to work every day with a drunk and someone neurotic to simply learn the trade of breeding Pokémon. He didn’t even want to be a breeder, for the love of all that was good! He had just been sucked into it mistakenly because he hadn’t wanted to stay in the orphanage any longer.

He fully regretted that decision most days, but now he was stuck with it, and he supposed that that was that. He continued scrubbing away at that leg until he heard Maria speaking with him in a way that actually seemed…Pleasant? Or apologetic? Maybe a bit of both? He perked up ever so slightly and his violet eyes connected with hers again, in a way that was probably a bit unnerving, but a grin spread across his lips. Not because he was glad for the acknowledgement or anything…But because she was being nice to him, and not nice to Lupus.

Ciro nodded hastily and pulled off his gloves and the glasses. “Yes, Maria. Thank you!” He smiled beautifully before a smirk tugged on his lips when she continued to blow up at Lupus for being such a blasted fool, and soon enough, the man – who was really a child, in his opinion – started talking to him and trying to share ‘valuable information’. When he spoke about Ciro’s shirt in the tree, the sixteen year old did what most his age would usually do, and went with the basic flip off and he rolled his eyes.

He listened to Lupus talk about how the same thing had happened to him when he had first started to be trained by Maria, and how miserable he had been, and Ciro got another sponge and lobbed it at him again. “So what the hell would possess you to do the same thing to me when you know how much it sucks! God almighty, you are stupid! Full blown idiot, that’s what I’d call you!” Ciro’s unhappiness was very apparently on his face, and that wasn’t much helped by his lack of sleep, but he really couldn’t have cared less.

He went back to scrubbing, moving on to the other leg when he deemed the one he had been working on clean…Or clean enough. When it came to teenage boys, clean wasn’t always what anybody else would call clean, except maybe another boy their age. It was like…An endless cycle of gross, really. And why couldn’t the darn Blastoise clean itself? It did shoot water, didn’t it? Surely it could clean itself, right? It was probably just too lazy to do it on its own. Lame.

Ciro scratched his head when Lupus barked at him again. He put on his famous ‘innocent kid’ look and cocked his head to the side, knowing fully well that if he had his cat ears on, the expression would have worked better than it was currently. Oh well, you did what you had to do.

“You took off your pants and then looked at Maria’s in a gross way! What do you expect me to do!” He screeched, pointing an accusing finger at him. “It’s like you were planning on making a move on her or something, stripping like that! You’re nasty!”

And it was at times like this when he played up his childish side, just for the sake of getting a reaction.

words: 736
lyrics: droit devant soi (i couldn't help it)
notes: i've got no ciro muse...if your brain bled reading this..i am sorry.