{"sf1_id":1737822,"sf2_id":"J1O7Dl21","title":"Chapter 7: Majestic City.","author":"RammyPillow","words":4023,"posted_at":"2021-07-08T19:02:42.000Z","tags":["Action","Adventure","Amnesia","Fanfiction","Human","Magic","Original Character","Plot Development","Pokemon","SFW","Self insert","Self-insert","Story","drowzee","fanfic","zorua"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1737822-chapter-7-majestic-city","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/J1O7Dl21","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/83/05/83055052-49c6-4a1b-bb34-d892ec7123b8","description":"Time for Ramon, Justin, and Ada to encounter this magnificent city in this fic's first story arc. Hopefully you all are enjoying the fic so far because it means a lot, to me. \\\u003c3","content":"**Majestic City Arc.**\n\nThe boy leans on a tree, staring up: The clouds shadowing the blues.\n\nJustin lowers his eyes, a single tear slides. Ada and Ramon gaze at him, souring with melancholy. Ramon walks forward, nudging the tree.\n\n\"I'm…so sorry for you and Ada's loss,\" he says.\n\n\"Yeah.\" Justin's fist shakes. \"I wish it didn't happen, man.\" Glares. \"At all…\"\n\n\"Same,\" Ada agrees, resting beside the boy.\n\nRamon's ears lower, looking down. \"I hope you two reunite with your friends someday…\" He blinks for a moment before gasping, perking up. \"In fact!\" The Zorua runs in front of the teens, brows lowering, head nodding.\n\nAdrenaline courses throughout him, a beacon of determination leads him to say, \"I'm going to help you find your friends and families!\" The fox smiles.\n\nThe two stare, flourishing in relief. Ada smiles warmly, her hands behind her back. \"Thank you.\"\n\nJustin's hands slip into his pockets, content growing within. \"Thanks.\" Sighs. \"That...means a lot to me, fam.\"\n\nRamon nods. \"No problem. After all, I'm tagging along with you two after you saved my life.\" Sits. \"I…would've been dead if none of you showed up. Figure I'd repay a favor by helping you.\" His tail wags.\n\n\"Yes.\" Ada bows. \"We're thankful for your gratitude, Ramon.\" She looks up. \"Justin and I are going through a tough time right now….\" Sighs. \"But it'll eventually en—\"\n\nJustin springs forward. \"Allllllrighty then, let's go!\" he says, squinting at the terrain ahead. \"I think we might be near a town.\" The boy storms off, the two staring into bewilderment. They look at each other, eyebrows raising.\n\n\"What's with the sudden burst of energy?\" Ramon asks, the teen shrugging afterwards. The two follow the boy, looking around. \"So Justin...\" Pauses. \"You mentioned a girl appearing in the village while harming the mayor.\" His head tilts. \"Who was she?\"\n\nJustin stops, his hand on his chin. \"Honestly dawg: I have no clue.\" Frowns. \"I know that she's with those Conjure fellas, but she looked sorta different from them: Clothing and everything.\"\n\n\"I see.\"\n\nThe boy folds his arms. \"I even heard her saying something about no longer needing the mayor.\" He scratches his head.\n\nAda looks to the side. \"Huh…That's strange.\"\n\nRamon narrows his brows. \"Yeah. Wondering what she wants with the mayor that led to the village burning.\"\n\nAda cracks her fist. \"Regardless, she'll pay too for ruining our home.\"\n\nAs the three continue onwards, Justin stops yet again, the two bumping into him. They fall on the ground, groaning. They stare up with perplexion.\n\n\"Why did you stop?\" Ramon asks.\n\n\"Look fam,\" Justin says, his fists by his hips.\n\nThe trio gazes ahead at several buildings afar, flying cars and trains swing from every direction. Lights sparkle on and off in neon fashion, spotlights dazzling in broad daylight. The three gasp, mouths ajar.\n\n\"Whoooaaa…\" Ramon and Ada say, mesmerized.\n\nJustin whistles. \"Beautiful, ain't it?\"\n\n\"Yeah. I…never stepped outside of the village to see more of this region.\" Ada looks to the side. \"I guess you can say this is my first.\"\n\n\"Same here,\" Ramon follows along, his gaze persisting. The three stand on top of a hill, Ramon looking at the street ahead.\n\n\"This is all of our first, dude.\" Justin smiles. \"As much as I want to stand around and stare at this beauty…\" He grins, lowering down. \"Let's go check it out!\" Dashes.\n\n\"Uh Justin, wait a sec—\"\n\n\"OH SHIIIT!\" The boy descends down the hill, voice fading.\n\nAda puffs her cheeks. \"I was trying to\u0026nbsp;_tell_\u0026nbsp;you about the slopes, idiot!\" She slides after. \"Wait up!\"\n\nRamon shrugs, staring down. The hill expands, the trees and bushes appearing as spikes to the poor fox ahead. He gulps.\u0026nbsp;_Here goes._\u0026nbsp;Once he jumps, he hits the grass and slips, yelping. \"AH!\"\n\nThe teens swing from side to side, sliding down like they're surfing. Meanwhile Ramon rolls down like a ball, groaning and wincing from it all.\n\n_Make. It. Stop!_\u0026nbsp;The Zorua flails. \"AAAAH!\"\n\nThey soon bump into three trees, falling onto their backs. The teens groan, rubbing their heads.\n\n\"Shit, that hurts like a train.\" Justin shakes his head. \"Ugh.\"\n\nAda gets up, dusting herself before walking towards the boy. \"Couldn't find a safe way to traverse?\"\n\nJustin looks at Ada's hand presenting itself. \"Oh relax. No one got hurt.\" He grabs it, lifting up. \"Right, Ramon? ...Ramon?\"\n\nMuffles reach the two before they look: Ramon's head plants in the ground, his limbs flailing. The two rush over, grabbing his hind legs and pulling him out.\n\n\"Ack!\" Ramon gags, coughing like crazy. He shakes his head, dirt flinging. \"Jeez, I almost died there!\" He glances at Justin. \"Hey, find a safer route next time before doing this.\"\n\nAda stares blankly. \"'Safer' implies that this way was safe to begin with,\" she corrects. \"Also that's what I said, too!\"\n\n\"But you asked a question, fam.\" Grins. \"Not a suggestion.\"\n\n\"Same difference, smartass.\" Ada folds her arms, Justin snickering while covering his lips. She turns to the fox. \"You alright there?\"\n\nRamon nods. \"I'm okay!\"\n\nThe three then look at the road ahead, walking forward. A sign displays itself, being on the other side. As they get close, a car zooms by, honking its horn.\n\n\"Whoa!\" they yelp, flinching before falling.\n\n\"Watch where you're going then!\" Ada yells, shaking her head. She huffs. \"Anyways...\"\n\nThe sign garners their attention:\u0026nbsp;_'Left to Avalon Forest, Right to Majestic City.'_\n\n\"Majestic City, huh?\" Ada smiles at the city. \"It does look pretty majestic alright.\"\n\n\"Yep.\" Justin droops. \"I…hope my mom and friends are there.\"\n\nAda's hand rests on his shoulder. \"I hope so, too.\" She looks ahead, the neon flashes persist, cars soaring into the air.\n\nThey move forward, footsteps on the concrete. As they inch closer, another Zorua materializes by Ramon. The blue color flourishes on its eyelids and hair tuft, different from Ramon's. The Shiny Zorua gazes, lips sealed. Ramon blinks at the peculiar creature, tilting.\n\n\"Um, hey...There's someone here,\" he says.\n\n\"What?\" Justin looks behind him, Ada following.\n\nRamon tenses. \"Yeah! I'm seeing someone right now!\"\n\nJustin and Ada look at each other, blinking. Their brows lower. \"...Hey dude.\" Justin scratches the side of his head. \"What kind of joke are you pulling here? Cause I ain't seeing anyone.\"\n\nAda sighs. \"Indeed. I already have to stick with this jokester.\" She rubs her temples. \"I don't need any more along the way.\"\n\n\"Yeah—Wait, HEY!\" Justin pouts. \"That ain't nice, fam!\"\n\nRamon blinks. \"Huh?\" Turns. \"What do you mean? They're right—\" the Shiny Zorua is gone. \"...Here.\"\n\nThe girl tilts her head. \"What were you seeing exactly?\"\n\nThe Zorua looks, absorbing the complexity of the situation. \"It's…nothing.\" He shakes his head. \"I guess my mind was messing with me for a moment.\" Chuckling, the fox lowers his ears. \"Let's keep going.\"\n\nThe teens look at each other before shrugging, proceeding forward. The trio enters, the city's lights and structures bouncing with enthusiasm, captivating them. A yellow statue sits near a wall, appearing like an orb.\n\nAda heads over to touch it. \"Just in case we want to come back, for whatever reason.\" Her eyes glow blue, the statue exuding the same energy.\n\nOnce the process ends, Ramon looks at her with confusion. \"What do you mean by that?\" He shakes his head. \"Actually, what even are those?\"\n\nAda holds her hands behind her back. \"These are teleportation statues. They're there to help us return to any places we've been to.\"\n\n\"Oh…\" Head tilts. \"I see?\"\n\n\"I'll elaborate further once we find a place to live.\"\n\nThe Zorua nods. \"Good idea.\" The three keep going.\n\nMeanwhile, the Drowzee peeps her head from behind a tree, eyeing them. She yelps, rushing after the trio.\u0026nbsp;_I better hurry! Or else, I won't be able to say my thanks!_\u0026nbsp;She leaps behind sign poles and other trees, even rolling forward before hitting the wall ahead.\n\n\"Oof!\" She rubs her head, groaning. \"Ow…\" Getting up, she hops around the corner and enters.\n\nHidden within the bushes is the cloaker, watching the tapir.\u0026nbsp;_I don't know what the Drowzee's deal is._\u0026nbsp;The individual grips his fist, the bushes rattling.\u0026nbsp;_But she better find another host to steal their dreams from._\u0026nbsp;He dashes, following the four.\n\n. . .\n\nThe grandeur continues in Majestic: People and Pokémon roaming the streets, cars swinging by the roads and sky above. The neons flashing up displaying the following words:\u0026nbsp;_'What A Time to be Alive!'_\u0026nbsp;Some groups awe at the lights, waving their hands and hats.\n\n'_Welcome to Majestic City: A City Ahead of Time!'_\n\nThe sign above the billboards reads.\n\nRamon blinks. \"_'A City Ahead of Time'?_\" Raising a brow. \"What does that mean?\"\n\nAda shrugs. \"Perhaps this city has a different time zone than anywhere else?\" She shakes her head. \"I have no clue, honestly.\"\n\n\"Hmm.\" The fox soon stops, encountering a Pokémon exiting his car. \"...Huh?\"\n\nThe quadruped Pokémon has a blue-green skin with a bud on his back. The Venusaur closes his door via vines, adjusting his hat. He proceeds inside a building, fixing his tie while holding a suitcase.\n\nThe Zorua shakes his head, bewildered. \"Did…Did you two see that?\" he asks.\n\nJustin digs his ear. \"See what?\"\n\n\"The Pokémon who left that thing!\" Ramon tilts his head. \"What even was it that they exit from?\"\n\n\"I believe those are cars?\" Ada answers. \"I've heard of their existence, but never thought they'll be flying.\"\n\n\"Interesting.\"\n\nAda lays her hand against her chin. \"I also never knew that Intellicates can drive.\"\n\n\"Same here, fam,\" Justin follows, looking at the vehicle.\n\nThe fox sighs, ears lowering. \"There goes this whole 'Intellicate' thing again,\" he mumbles.\n\nThe three wander around, passing a bunch of people and Pokémon sitting down, some resting in the alley. Blankets fold them, all warming each other up. A child even shivers, cuddling their parents.\n\nRamon stares, tilting his head. \"Hmm?\" Blinks. \"Do…those people have homes?\"\n\nAda folds her arms, shrugging. \"Probably not,\" she says. \"I mean, we're still looking for a place to stay ourselves.\" A sidewalk appears ahead, a hotel sitting in plain view.\n\n\"Yo, let's go ask someone in that hotel if we can stay,\" Justin says, pointing towards the building. The three gaze, multiple windows and a twin door window flourish on it.\n\n\"That's the only thing we can do.\" The girl adjusts her jacket, moving forward: A single footstep opens the door vertically.\n\n\"Whoa...That was nice,\" the Zorua says, entering inside.\n\nThe three look around, many civilians going up to the counter and ordering their rooms at this luxury hotel. Some chats, others waits: The usual for this golden, jewel express place.\n\nJustin whistles. \"This looks nice too, dude. Whew.\" His hands slip in his pockets, the boy smirking.\n\nAfter a man leaves the counter, the three reach there, a formally dressed woman sitting behind there. The Zorua can't see the woman due to his height, looking at his friends' chins.\n\n\"Hello, you two. How may I assist you?\" the woman asks, holding her hands.\n\n\"We'll like to stay in this hotel, please,\" Ada answers, putting her hand on the counter.\n\n\"Alright. That'll be 110 pokédollars each for you two.\" The woman then looks down at the Zorua walking from the counter, lifting her brow at his red face. \"Three, correction.\"\n\nRamon raises his brow.\u0026nbsp;_That's weird: Asking a Pokémon to pay for their room._\n\nJustin leans back, stroking his shirt. \"I'm sorry,\u0026nbsp;_110_\u0026nbsp;pokédollars!?\" His head shakes. \"That's pretty dicey, don't you think?\"\n\nAda lifts a finger. \"Hold on, Justin.\" She steps in. \"This is only for having our own rooms, right?\"\n\nThe woman smiles. \"Yes.\"\n\nJustin folds his arms. \"Then we'll stay in one room, please.\" He points to himself, Ada, and Ramon.\n\nThe receptionist nods. \"In that case, it'll be 130 pokébucks.\"\n\n\"Motherfu— **130**!?\" Justin groans, digging in his pockets. \"Let's see if we have...THAT much, then.\"\n\nAda's hand presses her lips. \"That's…expensive.\" She slips through her pockets.\n\nThe receptionist shrugs. \"It's a luxury hotel: We provide the best experiences for our customers, hence the cost.\"\n\nThe teens get nothing but the empty ends, staring. \"Uh...\" Justin gulps into raspy laughter.\n\n\"...Something's the matter?\" the woman asks, brow raising.\n\n\"Yeah. Uh.\" Justin rubs his nose. \"About us paying: We can't.\"\n\nThe receptionist looks at them, then at the Zorua…Then back at them. \"Oh.\" Nods. \"I understand, then.\" She sighs. \"I apologize, but you can't stay unless you pay for the room.\"\n\n\"Oh come on! We're young and have no place to stay!\" Justin holds his hands together, lips lowering as he sniffles. \"You wouldn't turn us kids down, would you?\"\n\n\"Technically we're teens,\" Ada says, lifting a finger.\n\nJustin glares at her. \"Shh, same difference!\"\n\nThe woman shrugs. \"I still can't let you stay.\"\n\n\"Oh please, ma'am!\" Tears form in the boy's eyes. \"We've been traveling around the world for days! Just do this one favor for us, man!\"\n\nThe receptionist closes her eyes with discomfort. \"Sir, I understand your plea. But rules are rules. Breaking them will make me lose my job.\" She bows her head. \"My sincere apology...Also—\" She points behind the three. \"You're holding up the line.\"\n\nThe three blink, turning around: A ton of people casually stare at them, some tapping on their watches. A Scraggy with a monocle stomps multiple times, huffing while folding their arms.\n\n\"Oh.\" Justin scratches the back of his head, laughing nervously. \"We'll, uh, leave now.\"\n\nThe three exit the hotel, sighing. \"So where to now?\" Ramon asks.\n\n\"Hmm…\" Ada caresses her chin. \"Perhaps find more hotels to stay in?\" Her head shakes. \"It's the only conclusion I can think of.\"\n\nJustin looks around until another building appears. \"Maybe that hotel will let us stay, free of charge!\" The three venture inside only to be booted out.\n\n\"...\" Justin clasps his hands, fingers to lips. \"Aight then.\"\n\nRamon eyes up the hotel. \"They—\" blinks. \"They didn't give us a chance to speak.\" His head shakes. \"Huh?\"\n\nAda folds her arms, rolling her eyes. \"Very weird and rude of them to do.\" She gets up, brushing off dirt. \"Let's go ask other places. We can't give up just yet.\"\n\nAnd thus they traverse around the city, entering one hotel after another, knocking on people's doors: Rejects. Rejects.\u0026nbsp;_Rejects._\u0026nbsp;One rejector even throws Justin into a floating trash bin, his friends clenching their teeth before helping him.\n\n. . .\n\nThe trio ends up at the suburban parts, leaning against the wall while staring up. The sun hides behind the dark alley, the trio sitting beside the homeless.\n\nJustin's stomach erupts, looking around. \"Man there's gotta be food somewhere…\" He spots a piece of bread on the ground, smiling. \"Ayo, found some.\"\n\nHe looks at a man next to him. \"Hey, is this good?\" he asks. The man looks at the bread, shaking his head. Molds and dirt shroud the whiteness on the bread, crippling it. The teen cringes. \"Aight, Nevermind.\"\n\nRamon lowers his head, groaning on his belly.\u0026nbsp;_We've searched everywhere. No luck in finding somewhere to stay in the slightest._\u0026nbsp;Stares at a wall. \"This sucks.\"\n\n\"Agreed...\" Ada's stomach growls along with Ramon's: Both whimper. \"I guess we'll live in the streets then.\"\n\n\"With nothing to eat nor sleep in?\"\n\nAda nods. \"Looks that way, unfortunately.\"\n\nJustin gasps. \"Actually, we\u0026nbsp;_can_\u0026nbsp;sleep.\" Points down. \"On this hard ass ground.\"\n\nThe girl squints. \"Right…\"\n\nSoon a pale elder enters the alley, approaching the homeless man with a loaf of bread. He hands it over, nodding. \"Be sure to share with the others, too,\" he says, his tone firm.\n\nThe man unwraps the bag and tears a piece of bread, sharing them with the other homeless. He hands three more pieces to the trio, Justin being the first to grab one.\n\n\"Ayo, thanks man,\" the teen says, seeking his teeth into the wheat. \"Mm MMM, I neefefd thaff!\" Ramon and Ada join their share, gleeing in its fresh textures.\n\n\"Mmhm!\" Ada swallows, looking at the elderly man. \"Thank you, sir! We really appreciate this a lot.\"\n\nJustin points at the girl. \"I second what she says.\"\n\nThe old man looks at the three, raising his brow. \"I don't believe I've seen you three around before,\" he says, hand on chin. \"Your clothes look out of the ordinary compared to everyone else.\"\n\n_Clothes?_\u0026nbsp;Ramon eyes himself.\u0026nbsp;_I have none…_\n\n\"That's because we've been traveling around Wizlore for months now.\" The girl sighs. \"With no place to stay.\" She pauses for a moment before gasping. \"Oh!\" Sprints up. \"Would you let us stay at your place? We're desperate to find one for the time being.\"\n\nHe stares at her, the wind blowing his gray beard and orange stripe shirt: Red suspenders holding it in place. The three gaze, the man squinting while tapping his black shoes. He scrunches in bewilderment, the Zorua's face convoluting him.\n\n_Are those…dried blood?_\u0026nbsp;the elder thinks, tilting his head.\n\nRamon and Justin look at each other, nothing but bread munchies fill the air. The boy leans close to Ada, whispers, \"Is he good or…?\"\n\n\"I…don't know,\" she whispers back. The teen clears her throat. \"Sir?\"\n\n\"Come with me,\" the elder says, turning away.\n\nBlinks. \"...Is that a yes or—\"\n\n\"It's a yes.\" The elder moves ahead, the three looking at each other in uneasiness.\n\n\"Uh. That guy could've just said 'yes' from the start,\" Justin says, shrugging. \"Don't know why he did that.\"\n\n\"Yeah,\" Ramon agrees before the trio follows the elder. They walk past a dumpster, some stairs being by the walls.\n\nThe elder eyes forward, the sun shining at the streets and buildings. \"Have you noticed the poor people living here? Many, to be exact?\" He pauses, grabbing the wall's side, looking at the group. \"That's why I'm letting you stay: Too many of them are in poverty these days.\" Grips his fist. \"It especially irks me to see kids being homeless as well...\" Glares. \"So I'd rather not let you wander around lost, too.\"\n\nThe three look behind: The homeless either sleep on the walls or cover their faces. Some of them even stare blankly at the wall, motionless. Concerns shroud the trio, eyeing each other.\n\n\"Now that I think about it, there were a lot of them…\" Ada says, caressing her chin. \"Even the ones we noticed earlier.\"\n\n\"Yeah, man.\" Justin scratches the back of his head.\n\n\"It's…concerning to know a lot of people are homeless,\" Ramon says.\n\nThe elder glances. \"Sad, ain't it?\"\n\nThe four then exit the alley, not wanting to press the topic further. They pass by a white building with a red roof, a pokéball symbol lying in the middle. The trio stares at the building, intrigued.\n\n\"So this is what a Pokémon Center looks like,\" Ada says, smiling.\n\nThe elder turns. \"You've never seen a Pokémon Center before?\"\n\nAda shakes her head. \"Never in my life, sir.\"\n\n\"We've been living in our village since we were young, hardly seeing the world outside,\" Justin adds, his hands behind his head.\n\n\"Huh. Then why are you three traveling?\" the man asks.\n\nJustin and Ada look away. \"You see, our…\" The girl winces. \"Our…village got burned down.\" Sighs. \"Since then, we've been traveling all over the region.\" She strokes her arm.\n\n\"A burning village, huh?\" The four reach a large house near the PC, colored light brown with two to four windows. \"Sorry to hear that.\" The elder lays his hand on the knob, twisting.\u0026nbsp;_That event though…sounds familiar._\n\nUpon the door opening, the four are greeted with the interior: The living room slouching beside the diner, stairs sitting by the corner. There's even a wide TV resting on top of a desk, some remotes next to it.\n\n\"Thank you for letting us stay,\" Ada says, her hand out. \"The name's Ada Cheng.\"\n\n\"Mines' Justin Phoenix!\" Justin follows.\n\n\"And I'm Ramon.\" The Zorua nods.\n\nClinton shakes the girl's hand. \"Clinton Maplethorn. Nice to meet you three.\" He blinks for a moment. \"Hold on—\" the elder stares at the boy. \"Did you say Phoenix?\"\n\n\"Yeah. Why didya ask?\" Justin says, stretching his arms out.\n\n\"...\"\u0026nbsp;_Can it be? …Nah, it probably isn't him._\u0026nbsp;\"Eh, just making sure I'm hearing that correctly. My ears are giving out on me.\" The elder turns away. \"Growing up moment.\"\n\nJustin tilts his head. \"Uh. Alright then.\"\n\nClinton stares ahead.\u0026nbsp;_Still though, a boy with the last name Phoenix sounds familiar, too._\u0026nbsp;Looks to the side, hand on chin.\u0026nbsp;_Hmm…_\n\nJustin looks at the TV, smirking. \"Yo, it's been awhile since I saw those bad boys!\" He rubs his hands together. \"Let's see what channels you have here, old man.\"\n\nRamon blinks. \"Channels?\" Head tilts. \"What's that?\" He looks at the TV. \"And what's this?\"\n\n\"That's a TV, also known as Television,\" Clinton says. \"And channels are these numbers that help us go through it, letting us spot shows or movies we like.\" Clinton glares at Justin. \"Also, don't call me an 'old man'.\" His eyes close, arms fold. \"I'd rather go by the term 'classic' instead. It's nice on the ears, don't you think?\"\n\nJustin shivers, chuckling softly. He scratches the back of his head. \"Alright alright. I'll go by 'classic man', then,\" he says.\n\n\"Right.\" His glares persist. \"Before you three do anything, I suggest you take a shower right now. Arceus knows how long you've been exploring out there, so I'm not risking\u0026nbsp;_any_\u0026nbsp;filth.\" He taps on his arm, groaning.\n\n\"In fact—\" the elder looks at Ada's heels, the dirt painting the ground. He pulls out a washcloth and spray bottle, getting on his knees. He sprays. \"I'm cleaning this off now.\"\n\n\"Wait, you had those in your pockets this whole time?\" Ada asks, moving back.\n\nClinton nods. \"Yes. Got a problem?\" He squints, the three shrugging.\n\n\"Not...really, no.\"\n\nJustin gets down, leaning close to Ramon. \"I think we have a clean freak,\" he whispers.\n\n\"What was that?\" Clinton returns his spray.\n\n\"Uh.\" Justin shakes his head. \"Nothing!\" His throat clears. \"Anyways, uh, got some extra pair Ada and I can wear, fam?\"\n\n\"Sure.\" The elder scrapes. \"You two can wear them for the time being. I'll put your old ones in the washer.\"\n\nJustin gives a thumbs up. \"Nice.\"\n\n\"What about me?\" Ramon asks.\n\n\"Pokémon don't wear clothes, do they?\" Justin scratches his head.\n\n\"I noticed the Drowzee earlier wore a ribbon around her neck. But that's more of an accessory than actual clothes,\" Ada says, her hand against her chin. \"Then again, there's the Venusaur with the top hat and tie.\"\n\n\"Speaking of Pokémon, there's something I meant to ask earlier.\" Clinton scratches his head, looking at the Zorua. \"Why is your face red?\"\n\nSilence.\n\nEveryone looks at each other, discomfort sparking within, small whistles utter throughout the house. Then the three shrug.\n\n\"We'll explain after we finish showering,\" Ada concludes.\n\n\"Alright.\" The elder rubs his head. \"By the way, I don't have any clothes for you. Sorry.\"\n\nRamon sits. \"It's fine, I suppose.\"\n\nThe boy lifts a finger. \"Ayo, is the bathroom upstairs?\" Justin asks.\n\n\"Yes,\" Clinton answers.\n\n\"Aight.\" The boy runs to the corner. \"Last one to the bathroom is a rotten egg!\"\n\nAda pouts. \"Oh you may beat me in fights, but you will\u0026nbsp;_NOT_\u0026nbsp;beat me to the tub!\" She rushes forward.\n\n_Fights?_\u0026nbsp;Clinton tilts his head.\u0026nbsp;_Have these two been constantly fighting each other?_\u0026nbsp;The elder sighs, shaking his head. \"Kids.\"\n\nRamon chases after them. \"Wait up, you two!\" he says, hurling towards the stairs. He stops midway, groaning and panting.\u0026nbsp;_Ugh, that odd feeling is back!_\u0026nbsp;He continues up.\n\nClinton stares, dirt trailing the floors and staircases. He squints, slowly taking his bottle out. \"This is going to take awhile.\" He groans, spraying and rubbing.\n\n. . .\n\nThe Drowzee stands in front of Clinton's door, lifting her arm. It trembles, her lips puckering, her eyes wincing.\u0026nbsp;_Come on. Just a simple...knock,_\u0026nbsp;she thinks, her hand reaching close. It stops, a sigh follows.\u0026nbsp;_I-I can't! I just can't!_\n\nShe buries her face.\u0026nbsp;_How…can I be so afraid? Knocking is such a simple task. And yet—_\u0026nbsp;she whimpers softly.\u0026nbsp;_I make that an impossible thing to do!_\n\nLurking from around the corner, the cloaker stares at the Drowzee, gripping the walls. He glares at the house, red eyes exuding fury. Fury for what Ramon did.","series":{"name":"Magic \u0026amp; Transvolution (Pokemon Fanfic)","previous":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1736484-chapter-6-synchronic-village.json","next":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1739306-chapter-8-sorcerous-and-intellicate.json"}}