I Like to Play With Balls

Dylan Matthews. 20. Better than you. Galar pokemon trainer

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“I know, I just assumed it’s the Pokémon center that it wouldn’t be.. but it might be,” he shrugged a little, glancing at the boy who was reaching over to pet Mincinnio, and the little Pokémon eagerly nuzzled up against Dylan and glanced at Blair with a happy little sound of approval and he perked a brow, remembering those narrowed eyes directed to him.

“He likes you, that’s cute,” he beamed. He was clearly just an overly friendly trainer, and it helped that Dylan was very, very cute, eyes fixated for a moment.

“I mean if there’s a single place you’re guaranteed to encounter pokemons, it’s definitely here.” He said. Of course they wouldn’t be wild, but that didn’t necessarily mean they’d be behaving. His advice was actual smart, no matter what the other thought.

Seeing the other’s reaction made him wonder if he’d just made a mistake being nice to Blair’s pokemon. He was just being polite, that didn’t mean he wanted to be friends with this trainer. “He seems like good boy.” He offered, nonchalantly. “Didn’t you say you have a picnic to get to? I... don’t want to keep you.”

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Blair was content with his day - he’d trained a whole bunch, had some trainer battles, was picking up his healed Pokémon from the Pokémon center and grinning, all smiles as he was walking with whomever he could have on his own shoulder or follow along, happy to have them running along side him, even the Galarian Ponyta that had Mincinnio riding on it’s back. “Okay, so what do you say, we get some food and picnic?”

That was until he was connecting with a boy, and Blair’s eyes went wide, opposite of Dylan’s narrowing, and he blushed. “I’m so sorry! I was just–we were gonna picnic, and it was.. I wasn’t looking, sorry.”

Dylan remained unimpressed with the excuse, and crossed his arms over his chest, after making sure his companions hadn’t been sent flying off of his shoulders. Granted, if they were to get injured, he supposed this was the best place for it. “Right right just... be careful where you walk.” He said, before he shrugged. “For all you know I could’ve been a dangerous pokemon.” He tried, rolling his eyes a little.

The boy was cute, though, he had to give him that. He slowly reached down, petting the Mincinnio gently. He hadn’t asked for permission, he just did what felt appropriate in the moment. Just because he’d gotten into an altercation with their trainer didn’t mean he had to be rude to pokemons.

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Chance Encounter

The familiar ding of the pokemon center's healing mechanism reached Dylan's ears and he breathed a silent breath of relief. While he would never want to even so much as appear weak - he had a reputation to maintain after all - he had to admit he was little worried for his team after that last battle. The boy usually wasn't all that nice to other humans, especially not ones who stood in his way of becoming a pokemon master. The monsters under his care though? They were a different story. As soon as he was handed back his pokeballs, the first thing he did was release them, right there and then, wanting to check up on them.

"Hey guys." He greeted as he knelt down over to bet his Scorbunny's fur. "That was a tough battle huh? The good news is we should be done with water going forward." He said. "And you... you did good too." He added, towards his Oddish with a little smile. "Well then..." He paused, letting the creatures climb onto his shoulders. "We should probably head towards the ho..." He began, but was cut off as he bumped into someone. "Are you blind?" He protested, his mood changing instantly. "Look where you're going..." His said, narrowing his eyes towards the other person.