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Jubilife City. Home (not so) sweet home. Quentin tried to avoid it at all costs. Long story short, it was better that way. Unfortunately, the city was pretty much in the center of Sinnoh. If Quentin wanted to get from one corner of the region to another, he had to go through Jubilife. It was the fastest, and easiest way, even if it meant facing unpleasant memories.
Normally he would just try to get through as fast as he could while keeping his head down. This time, things would be different. Quentin was trying to be his own person, and he wasn’t going to let anyone stop that. Even if it meant faking confidence.
With headphones on and music blaring, Quentin swayed as he made his way through the crowded streets. It wasn’t quite dancing, but it wasn’t quite walking. Either way, people were staring, and Quentin felt like everyone was looking right at him. At least he was having fun.
Besides the odd stares he was getting, Quentin couldn’t help shake the feeling something was off. He looked at Fermata, before twirling around and using it as an excuse to check is surroundings. Behind the two, was a little Mantyke following them.
“Oh hey! We got a guest!” Quentin said to his Lucario, who was not enjoying the dancing. He stopped and crouched down towards the pokemon with a large smile, relieved to see he was freaking out over nothing.
“Hello, little buddy!” He said happily, putting his headphones around his neck. “Let me guess, you lost your trainer. Need help finding them?”
he can hear his father’s voice as he starts to panic internally, his entire stature first stiffening to the point that he feels as though he were a statue, followed by the anxious shakes and jitters. ‘ tuck-- you need to stop worrying so much. everything will be alright in the end. ‘ the young man inhales quietly, steeling himself as he struggles to fight against his body’s initial reaction. it’s fine, it’s fine, he’d find her without much of a problem... probably. maybe. potentially. a chance, no matter how slim the outcome, was worth taking-- another one of his dad’s pieces of wisdom. ❝ okay, okay. it’s fine-- it’s fine... has-- has uh.. YO ! has anyone happened to see a mantyke wandering off on its own !? ❞ all that answers is the confused looks of surrounding people and pokemon alike, nobody seeming to have an answer for him. oh, arceus... skipper bumps against tucker’s leg at this point, the mudkip tilting his head in confusion as he tries to understand what’s going on. for all the water-type knew, his friend had vanished into thin air and would be back soon, ❝ hah. sorry little dude, we can’t uh, swim anymore right now. gotta go find doodle before she gets into trouble, if she hasn’t already. ❞ the mantyke blinks up at the new individual she’d chosen to follow after, her form doing a little flip in the air before she excitedly starts to fly around in a circle. trainer ? what trainer ? he was back at... wherever they’d been, but that place was boring ! she wanted to explore ! and this guy’s dance moves were just too fun to not go along with !
