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“Thissss issss fucking dissssgussssting,” Silas hissed dejectedly, jabbing a claw into his undercooked Lumineon filet, “they couldn’t give ussss ssssome real meat?”

“Fish is fish, dude,” Dani mumbled through a mouthful, tearing a chunk off her own meal, “it’s like sushi. If you’re not gonna eat yours, lemme have it.”

“Go for it,” he sighed, shoved the plate across the table to the eager Weavile, “I’m not hungry anyway. My fuckin’ jaw issss sssstill killing me. You guyssss look like shhhhit, by the way.”

“We heard you the first time, asssssssssshole.”

“Jusssst ssssayin’. Didn’t know Weavilessss could get black eyessss.”

“What? How? You’ve got one right now! And you’re almost as black as me.”

“Blacker, ssssweetheart.”

“Yeah in your fucking dreams.”

“It’ssss not even the black eye that ssssuckssss. It’s thesssse little cutssss. My glassssessss got me right in the facccce.”

“Pfft. Lavender’s got those too. What’s up with you anyway? You’ve been all quiet and shit since you got out of the sick bay.”

“I’m not hungry either,” the Espeon responded half-heartedly, scraping her uneaten filet onto Silas’ former plate, “It’s just…we’re just fucked right now. We’re fucked, and it’s really hard to keep acting like everything is normal.”

“Now you’re cracking? It’s the first day in this place. So some jerkoff felt you up in the shower and you got punched in the face. So what?”

“And you pissed yourself. And then didn’t speak for hours.”

“I swear to Darkrai, that never happened and we are making that a fact right now.”

“Shhhhe’ssss right though, Puddlessss. We’re up shhhhit creek.”

“Puddles?” Dani asked, confused for just a moment before her annoyed realization, “oh you’re a fucking asshole.”

“There more it botherssss you the more I’m gonna bring it up.”

“Ugh,” Dani groaned, rolling her eyes in the direction of Rickey, sitting and mumbling through a conversation with Hunter, Vivian, Travis and a silent Tiffany, “no wonder tubby over there wants to kick your ass.”

“That’ssss a whole different sssstory.”

“Well what is it?” Lavender interjected, lightly drumming her clawtips against the table, “why’s he a dick to you?”

“What? Why? He’ssss an asssshole. What elsssse do you need to know?”

“I’m just asking,” the Espeon groused, “Nicole went off on me earlier. Said I don’t care about anyone else. And like, yeah, fuck most of you people. But…I mean…look at where we are. Everyone’s off at their own tables: jocks, nerds and us.”

“Don’t forget Miss Perfect,” Dani sneered, jabbing a thumb towards Sandra, eating alone at her own table, “you wanna talk about someone who doesn’t give a shit about the rest of us? She’s just Stafford’s bitch, even after that shit about her brothers.”

“My point is,” Lavender expounded, “this situation we’re in…it sucks. And the three of us…we’re all on Martin’s shit list for whatever reason. I kinda…hate to admit it, but Nikki’s right. I know I’m not that strong, and I’m not about to take on the Staffords by myself. So I just think…we should watch each other’s backs, you know?”

“We’re already doing that,” Silas grumbled, “I got my assss shhhhocked standing up for Puddlessss, remember?”

“Oh my Darkrai, stop fucking calling me ‘Puddles!’”

“It’s just,” Lavender continued, “you two remind me of my friends back home. I hate to say this, but I need you guys.”

“Hate to ssssay it? Shhhhould I be offended.”

“I mean…I just need someone to have my back, and it’s great that we’re teaming up and everything…but if it’s all superficial then a few weeks from now we’re just gonna be all ‘every ‘morph for themselves’ and doing exactly what the humans want. I guarantee they’re glad we’re not all united as is.”

“Well yeah, I don’t want to team up with people like,” Dani paused, chewing on her words for a moment before blurting it out, “like your sister, for example.”

“Yeah…” Lavender sighed, glancing across the room to Nicole, suffering through the denial of her dinner, as Xiu Bai and Hiroki ate awkwardly across from her, “I get that. But I just…I wanna get to know you guys I guess. So I actually care. So I know I have your back and you have mine.”

“That is the gayest thing I’ve ever heard.”

“Ssssayssss the lessssbian.”

“Hey! Just because I’m not slobbering all over your metal dick studs-”

“You’ve been eye-fucking Lavender ssssincccce I met you two. You’re not even ssssubtle about it.”

“Not to mention the groping.”

“Oh go fuck yourselves, both of you. Fine, yeah. I’m a dyke. Whatever, who fucking cares? How did this shit get turned back on me?”

“Why are you getting sssso defenssssive?” Silas snickered, “you brought it up.”

“Well fuck off. Weren’t we talking about your fuckin’ boyfriend over there?”

“Yeah,” Lavender chimed in, “you never really explained that. Is it just because of the sister thing?”

“It’ssss nothing. It’ssss jusssst ssssome sssstupid shhhhit between our familiessss. Way back in the day my great…great grandparentssss were poor causssse, you know, Dark and Poisssson typessss ussssed to get shhhhit on all the time. And the Keller family…there wassss jusssst this whole lower classss bullshhhhit where one of them attacked one of ussss and the ‘community’ took their sssside. We hold fucking grudgessss, sssso we got them back, then they got ussss back, and it’ssss been going on for like, a ccccentury. Garrett Keller, Rickey’ssss older brother? Total asssshole. We were barely ever in the ssssame sssschool, but he’d go out of hissss way to fuck with me on the sssstreet. That’ssss just how their family issss.”

“Then how did you fuck his sister?” Lavender asked, arching an eyebrow, “why would you fuck his sister?”

“Lemme tell you something about ZZZZelda Keller. That girl issss a sssstraight-up bitch. Shhhhe’ssss right up your alley, Puddlessss.”

“For fuck’s sake-”

“Rickey had been talking shhhhit about how he’d fucked Melissssa and all that, sssso I wassss pissssed off. For whatever reasssson, ZZZZelda wassss pissssed at her parentssss and in heat, sssso shhhhe figured shhhhe could pissss them off by ssssleeping with me. It wassss win-win. Shhhhe’ssss not that bad looking, either. Big, but big girlssss have more assss and bigger titssss. Plussss thosssse mammal girlssss…the way that fur feelssss againsssst my sssscalessss…it’ssss fucking amazzzzing.

I had her assss up, pumping away, but shhhhe wanted ssssomething different. Got me all lubed up then let me fuck that big assss of herssss. Of coursssse shhhhe couldn’t keep her mouth shhhhut and sssstarted sssscreaming out my name and the nexxxxt thing I know, Rickey catchessss ussss and issss trying to fucking murder me. That’ssss how I got the sssscarssss on my chesssst. Clumssssy assss jock got me good. I got him back though. Right on the neck. He sssstarted freaking out about being poissssoned, sssso I got the fuck outta there. After I shhhhot my load on ZZZZelda’ssss titssss, I mean.”

Bull_shit_ you did,” Dani scoffed, “no way did you get those scars and stick around to finish up.”

“Hey. I’m not lettin’ ssssome ZZZZangoosssse asssshole blue ball me. ‘ssssides…gotta mark my territory.”

“Uh huh,” Dani scoffed again, tearing a chunk out of her filet and chewing noisily, “I’m sure that’s all completely true and Rickey will verify.”

“Fuck no!” Silas exclaimed, “that piecccce of shhhhit triessss to claim I raped hissss ssssisssster! Didn’t call the copssss about that, did they? Nope. But I totally raped her. Yeah, ssssure. I’d totally go to jail jusssst to bang ssssome fat chick.”

“Speaking of,” Dani cleared her throat, smirking at Silas’ incredulity, “what’s the deal with your sister, Lavender? You guys are twins but like, she’s got a hundred pounds on you.”

“She’s not that big,” Lavender defended, “she’s just…bigger than me. It’s the evolution thing.”

“Please, I’ve seen Umbreon girls. Extensively. Intimiately. The last thing I’d call that species is fat.”

“Nicole didn’t want to be an Umbreon though; she wanted to be a Sylveon. So she um…she would eat a box Pokepuffs every few days.”

“And then she evolved into an Umbreon,” Dani snickered, “You Eevees evolve fuckin’ weird. How’d she manage to fuck that up?”

“Well um…the thing is…it’s kinda easy to evolve into Espeon or Umbreon. Those’re like our default evolutions. You actively have to try to evolve a different way. With Espeon and Umbreon, you could just be sitting around at home one day and the next thing you know, you’re a different species. With Nicole, it was nighttime and she started to change, so she became an Umbreon.”

“What was she doing?”

“What?”

“You don’t just evolve at random. You have to be doing something when it happens.”

“What? No you don’t. I think, uh, she was just sleeping or something. And woke up like that.”

“_Bull_shit.”

“I don’t fucking know. She’s the one that evolved, not me. I mean, you fucking know what I mean.”

“Sssso did you choosssse to become an Esssspeon? Or wassss that an accccident too?”

“Oh believe me, I didn’t want this. I wanted to be an Umbreon. But well, shit happens.”

“Shit happens, huh?” Dani gasped, exasperated, “what, were you sleeping too? In the daytime?”

“No. Obviously not. I was at the beach.”

“You’re blushhhhing.”

“Yeah, at the beach my ass,” Dani barked, leaning in and scrutinizing the Espeon’s face, “what were you doing ‘at the beach’ that made you evolve, hmm?”

“I was visiting some of my cousins,” Lavender stammered, “and I didn’t have my Everstone necklace with me because I was worried I’d lose it in the water.”

“You are sssso red right now.”

“Oh fuck off, both of you.”

“You’re hiding ssssomething. Ssssomething embarrassssing.”

“Shut up!”

“Maybe we should go ask Nicole.”

“No! Don’t you fucking dare!”

“What’ssss the matter? I thought we were opening up. Getting to know each other. Assss friendssss.”

“Ugh! I was with my boyfriend! I was at the beach with my boyfriend, okay?”

“She’s super-embarrassed,” Dani cackled, gnawing at the last bite of Silas’ discarded meal, “what, were you two feeling each other up in the water? Did he get to second base?”

“Did you ssssuck hissss cock?”

“Did he eat you out?”

“Finger your assss?”

“Slow the fuck down!” Lavender growled, her nostrils flaring, “we…well, we weren’t really dating at the time. He was friends with my cousins so I saw him in the summer when we went to visit. And then one year he had…evolved; he was all…fit, and muscular…and hot. And like, he’s a Dark type, I’m a Dark type at heart…I couldn’t help myself.”

“What issss he?”

“What?”

“You ssssaid he’ssss a Dark type…what kind?”

“Who cares what kind? She’s the only one here that gives a damn what the guy looks like. Get to the part with him feeling you up.”

“He’s a Mightyena—fuckin’ Arceus, just let me tell the story. We were at the beach together and of course he’s shirtless and holy shit he looks gorgeous. I kinda…convinced him to sneak off with me for a bit and we found this little clearing behind some rocks where no one would see us. We started making out and things…escalated. My bikini’s off and his trunks are down around his ankles and there’s just this massive slab of rock hard meat between his legs.

“It was my first time,” the Espeon reminisced, “I didn’t even care that it hurt. All that muscle pinning me into the sand, pumping into me…oh Arceus…if he was here right now I’d fuck his brains out right here on the table.”

“Lame.”

“Did he get off insssside you?”

“Ugh, guys are so fucking disgusting with that shit.”

“He didn’t get to,” Lavender laughed softly, “we were both getting…really really close…and then it just…happened. I started to fucking evolve right in the middle.”

“Ohoho no fuckin’ way!” Dani snickered, “like, on him? While he was inside?”

“Yeah. I started screaming and he didn’t realize what was going on at first. I think he thought he was just doing a good job.”

“They always do.”

“Like your assss would know.”

“What? I bet you think you’re a fucking master.”

“If the name fitssss…”

“Anyway,” Lavender cleared her throat, “I started evolving right then and there. He pulled out and just kinda…watched. He told me it was hot later on, but I felt like shit the whole time. You know how it is, Dani. Your body starts like, growing and popping all over the place.”

“Yeah, no way did any guy say that was hot, regardless of the end result.”

“What made it worse was like, we couldn’t really do anything about it. Not right away. Like, I grew a couple inches and a cup size, so my little Eevee bikini wouldn’t fit anymore, plus I was sore all over and my thighs were still soaking wet. And he still had a full erection tenting through his trunks. So we just had to like, wait for him to calm down before he could head back and grab me a towel. He was actually pretty sweet through the whole thing.”

“That’s not bad for your first time,” Dani laughed, “poor guy. Bet he was bragging to all his friends about it though. ‘I fucked my girlfriend so hard she evolved!’”

“Toby’s…not that kinda guy.”

“Toby? And he’ssss a Mightyena? Issss he from Neo Hoenn?”

“Yeah. Tobias Noster. You know him?”

“Yeah I know the guy. Half the sssschool thinkssss he’ssss gay.”

“What? Why!”

“Becausssse he’ssss…attractive, I guessss. The girlssss flirt and throw themsssselvessss at him and he alwayssss turnssss them down. The whole ‘girlfriend in Neo Johto’ thing makessss people think he’ssss jusssst lying becausssse he’ssss gay and doessssn’t want people to figure it out. But I guessss you are real after all.”

“That is an amazing story and I loved every second of it. Please tell us more about Lavender’s gay boyfriend.”

“So you’re saying,” Lavender mewled, ignoring Dani, “Toby…never hooked up with anyone at school?”

“I don’t know; I wassssn’t friendssss with the guy. I jusssst know he had the chancccce and turned it down.”

“Oh…shit.”

“Shhhhit? That’ssss…a ressssponsssse.”

“No, I mean…I’m glad and all. It’s just…I kinda figured a guy like Toby…in a long distance relationship…would um…find other…outlets.”

“…why?”

“Because…I did.”

“You’re a whoooooooooore!” Dani laughed loud enough to turn heads at the other tables, “a dirty cheating whoooooooooore! Oh my Darkrai this just keeps getting better and better.”

“Shut up, Dani! It’s not funny!”

“It really, really is. I mean, you just look like such a goody two-shoes but you’re just a little nympho slut, aren’tcha?”

“I thought he was doing it too and I was cool with it! He lives on a whole other island and all we had was like, phone sex and video calls. Sometimes I wanted to feel a real dick inside me instead of just a toy. I thought he felt the same!”

“Hey, I’m not judging ya. It’ssss not like ZZZZelda wassss the only one I ever fucked.”

“Yeah, I’ve cheated on my girlfriend too. Granted, she actually did cheat on me…with the same girl. And we both knew about it. So it was less cheating and more a threesome after the fact. But still, it’s funny that you did it, and it’s even funnier that you’re all upset about it.”

“Screw you, Puddles.”

“Hey! Don’t you start that shit too!”

* * *

“So um,” Hiroki coughed, pushing away his half-finished filet, and actively tilting his head upward to focus on his tablemates’ faces, “why is your sister a whore, exactly?”

“I don’t know,” Nicole mumbled, looking over at his plate for a moment before lowering her gaze once more, “maybe she’s telling sex stories to her new friends or something.”

“What’s the matter?” Xiu Bai queried, her soft, sophisticated accent dampening the unpleasant stench of the sea lingering throughout the cafeteria, “believe me, you’re not missing anything with this meal. It’s quite terrible.”

“It’s not the food,” Nicole whimpered, puffing her cheeks as her stomach refuted her words with a loud grumble, “it’s everything. I hate this place, I’m scared, I’m tired, I’m sore, and I had a fight with Lavender. And…I guess my stomach isn’t helping.”

“You fought with your sister? Why?”

“It doesn’t matter.”

“Well obviously it does, or you wouldn’t be sulking like this…at least not so much more than the rest of us.”

“She just…she thinks she’s better than everyone else. She thinks she’s better than me…like I can’t watch out for myself. Like I have to do whatever she says or I’m gonna get hurt. But look at us. We’re slaves. These humans are torturing us. And she’s not protecting me from any of it. She can’t. But when I tell her that and I tell her we need to stick together…she just blows me off. I’m already scared, and the last thing I need is Lavender making me feel like I’m weak and useless.”

“She’s just trying to protect you,” Hiroki interjected, ribbiting quietly, “that’s what big brothers and sisters do.”

“We’re twins. She’s not my big sister.”

“Well so am I. Me and Reiko might not be from the same egg, but we’re from the same clutch, and we hatched the same day. Even though it’s only an hour difference, I’m still her big brother. I…I’m supposed to watch out for her. I was…supposed to protect her.”

“That’s different. You’re a guy and she’s a girl. It’s different for brothers and sisters.”

“Tell her that. All those times I stood up to some creep for her? She didn’t exactly thank me.”

“Still…”

“That’s just what we do. I mean, from what you’ve told us…and firsthand experience,” he gulped and blushed, “she’s rather coarse. But she looks out for you. You’re lucky to have her here. I wish…I knew that Reiko was okay.”

“I’m sorry…”

“Don’t be. It’s not your fault, and apologies won’t change anything here. She’s off with some other human doing Suicune-knows-what, and I’m here with a couple of assholes.”

“Allie’s not so bad…”

“Haven’t really seen much of her.”

“She’s the one that bought me and Lavy…”

“She bought you together at least. That’s more than I’d expect of the others.”

“That’s what I said! I told Lavender that Allie’s someone we can trust and she just blew me off.”

“You’re both right you know,” Xiu Bai said, nibbling on her filet, “we can’t exactly trust any of the humans…not as long as they’re all allowing this torment to go on. But trusting the ones less willing to humiliate us…it can’t be the worst idea in the world. Either way, the two of you need to make up. There’s no sense in making yourself more miserable than we’re already forced to be.”

“I know…I just...I want her to apologize first. If I do it…then she’s right and I’m weak.”

“How is that weak? You’re being the bigger ‘morph.”

“You don’t have siblings,” Hiroki sighed, “do you?”

“What does that have to do with anything?”

“There’s a power struggle with siblings. If me and Reiko are fighting, and even though we’re both wrong and we both know we’re wrong, whoever says sorry first loses the argument. Even if the winner apologizes right after, a precedent is set, and the winner can pull that card the next time, and the next time, again and again and again. It’s worse for the ‘younger’ sibling because they’re assumed to be weaker right off the bat.”

“That is the most idiotic thing I’ve ever heard. For your information, I have two little sisters and we’re nothing like you’re describing.”

“How little?”

“What does that matter?”

“Well, if we’re talking elementary school, then like, I’d hope you’re not constantly trying to one-up them. But fine. You’re cool with your sisters. Don’t your parents ever do it though? You get into a fight about something and you both stew until eventually you apologize to them? That’s exactly what I’m talking about.”

“That’s…it shouldn’t matter here! We have bigger problems than some stupid sibling rivalry!”

“Maybe,” Hiroki croaked, shrugging his shoulders, “but it doesn’t change how family works. And besides, if Lavender is making dumb choices in a situation like this, then it’s better she and Nicole look equal, rather than having Lavender as the only one in charge.”

“You both have to be kidding me.”

“Afraid not.”

“So, what? She sits here moping and waiting for her sister to make the first move?”

“Can we,” Nicole whimpered, “can we please talk about something else? Anything else?”

* * *

“Are you sure you don’t want to eat anything, Tiff?” Travis tilted his head, gesturing to the Lopunny’s untouched plate, “you must be hungry.”

“I’m not,” Tiffany whispered back, pushing her meal away and wrapping herself protectively in her ears, “I don’t eat meat anyway…”

“Leave her alone, Travis,” Vivian suggested from across the table, cozying under Hunter’s arm, “if she doesn’t want to talk, she doesn’t have to. Are you okay though, Tiffany?”

The Lopunny remained silent, hugging her arms tightly over her ears and pulling them tight as cover for her ample chest. Several of the others exchanged nervous looks around the table, but they allowed the moment to pass. Rickey and Hunter finished their portions and split Tiffany’s after asking politely and receiving no response. Hunter snagged half of Vivian’s as well, the Ninetales opting not to torture her stomach with further consumption of the poor excuse for dinner. Their food cleared, the table struggled to find something to talk about and keep their minds off their predicament.

“I really hope they have mouthwash for us,” Vivian addressed Hunter, her voice light yet wavering, “I don’t want to taste all that fish on your breath for the next week.”

“Hey you ate half of it too,” Hunter chided, smirking, “but I guess I’m used to you tasting like fish.”

“I don’t have bad breath.”

“Didn’t say you did.”

“Oh you jerk!” she snapped, punching him in the shoulder several times, “see if you get to do that again anytime soon if you’re gonna be a dick.”

“Aw, but I don’t feel right, leaving my baby unsatisfied when she does such a good…ahem…job on her own.”

“Keep talking and you’ll be getting the job done by yourself.”

“You wouldn’t.”

“And why not?”

“Because you love your little friend too much,” he growled playfully, pecking her muzzle, “and believe me, he loves his sweetheart as much as I love mine.”

“Would you two get a room this time?” Travis laughed, “or at least give us a better angle? As fun as it is to watch, Hunter’s giant thighs blocking the view ruins the show.”

“I’d be fine with Vivi on top, if you’re prefer.”

“Hunter! Don’t encourage him!”

“What? You’re smokin’ hot, with a perfect body. I’m more than happy showin’ you off.”

“Hey, uh, guys?” Rickey commented, cocking his head towards Tiffany, trembling with tears forming in her eyes, “you think maybe we could tone it down a little on the uh…you know?”

“Oh shit,” Hunter groaned, instinctively scooting away from Vivian and awkwardly rubbing the back of his head, “hey, Tiff…I’m sorry. I don’t mean to-”

“Yeah,” Vivian continued for her boyfriend, “we get carried away sometimes. Hunter’s the only thing that’s kept me smiling through all of this.”

“Yeah,” the Arcanine parroted, “without Vivi I’d…well, I’d probably lose it. But still I uh…I’m sorry.”

“It’s gonna be okay,” Rickey reassured, reaching over and resting his palm on Tiffany’s shoulder, “we-”

“Don’t touch me!” the Lopunny shrieked, leaping from the table and stumbling several steps back, “just stay away from me!”

“Alright I just wanted to-”

“I said don’t touch me!” Tiffany’s eyes stood wide as she barked another shrill order, “just leave me alone! All of you, leave me alone!”

Tiffany bolted for the cafeteria door and found herself ensnared by a pair of guards watching the exit. Struggling against them, a powerful leg found its target in the groin of one captor, and she broke loose just long enough for the second to trigger her collar. The Lopunny slammed into the door frame, body jittering as pink tufts of fur stood on end, and shortly afterward, she slumped to the floor, her head shaking involuntarily. The wounded guard harshly yanked her to her feet and prepared another burst of electricity, but Vivian charged forward.

“Please!” the Ninetales begged, hands up and open in complacency, “please, don’t hurt her. She’s just panicking…that’s all.”

“Back the fuck up!” the guard groaned, still somewhat doubled over, “this bitch kicked me in the balls!”

“It was an accident. Please. She’s not doing well. It’s been a very long day for all of us.”

“Like I give a fuck! Sit the fuck down before I give you a bolt too!”

At the table behind the Ninetales, Hunter clenched his fist, feet bouncing anxiously against the floor in preparation to attack. The other tables watched Tiffany’s outburst and the subsequent altercation with a mixture of fascination and apprehension about what it meant for all the others. Vivian took another step forward, hands still outstretched and head ducked to show subservience.

“Please,” the kitsune pleaded softly, “she’s already suffering. Let me take her to the dorms. Let her lie down. She’s just exhausted.”

“I said-”

“Give it a rest Frank,” the second guard coughed, looking down at Tiffany’s quivering form and nudging her with his shoe, “she’s already down; what’s the point?”

“She fuckin’-”

“Your nuts’ll be fine, Frank. Just let ‘em go to bed. What’s it fuckin’ matter?”

“She didn’t fucking kick you, Jeff!”

“Your damn right she didn’t. I’d kinda like to keep it that way before Stripes over there tries his hand at beating your ass.”

“Oh you wanna go too, asshole,” Frank challenged Hunter, the Arcanine baring his fangs, “bring it fuckin’ on!”

“Just go,” Jeff commanded, shoving Frank aside and gesturing for Vivian to step forward, “take her and get to the dorms and stay there until lights out. Got it?”

“What the fuck, Jeff?”

“Yeah,” Vivian stepped past the fuming guard and scooping Tiffany up by the arm, letting the groaning Lopunny lean against her, “got it.”

Vivian looked back over her should and threw Hunter a gentle smile before trudging Tiffany out of the cafeteria. The Arcanine’s fur still bristled as he growled and glared at the human guards. Just in case, both Rickey and Travis planted palms on his shoulders to pin him to his seat. Looking around the room, no one seemed hungry anymore and most eyes were drifting back and forth from trio to trio to trio, gauging their reactions to the incident. Smiles from Dani and Silas begat sneers from Hunter and Rickey; furtive glances crossed the room between the Evans twins; and Xiu Bai gnawed on her bottom lip as she replayed Tiffany’s frantic reaction over and over again in her mind.

* * *

Amidst the chaos, one Pokemorph merely observed, already noting the strengths and weaknesses of her fellow captives. Sandra felt no compulsion to join the others in socializing or dividing the group up into a microcosm of their high school lives. Despite the group’s horrific situation, they seemed insistent on behaving like hormonal teenagers rather than the warriors and victims they needed to be. Whether timid and weak, or overconfident and reckless, none of them stood out as worthy allies; the Blaziken could only count on herself and her own abilities to survive her servitude.

Resting both hands atop her untouched filet, Sandra felt it finally beginning to sizzle. A faint hint of a smile crossed her beak as peeled her fingers away, revealing a meal seared to perfection. She took a hearty bite, chewing and continuing to watch the interpersonal drama unfolding throughout the cafeteria. For all her fellow captives’ complaints, Lumineon tasted delicious when cooked properly; her skill had already begun to pay dividends. While she had no desire to thank the man, and in fact harbored the same hatred as her lesser counterparts, Martin’s choice to limit her collar’s suppression certainly sent a message: he’d picked a favorite, and Sandra intended on maintaining that position.

All characters © Inviso

Artwork from Avencri and Upstairstudios