Xerione came out of the changing room, showered and cleaned up. “Okay guys, ready to get out of this dumb town?” She asked her pokemon. “Sure. There’s not much here anyways.” Flannere sighed. “Okay then, let’s get a move on!”
Right as Xerione reached the town’s exit gates, a man blocked her path. “Hey you, you’re not leaving here without seeing the Shabboneau Castle?” The man inquired. “Ummm… Yes?” Xerione asked. “Well, that is a CRIME!” The man grabbed Xerione by the shoulders, pushing her towards the castle. She stumbled into the castle. A older man, in a tattered karate uniform stood there, looking at a man that Xerione knew too well. Her father.
“Black-Belt, you’re rent is long overdue!” Her father exclaimed in a stern, uncaring voice. “S-sir! Please give me a few more weeks, I’m sure that I’ll get visitors! I sent my son to go get some, please…” Black Belt trailed off. “No more excuses. I will be coming tomorrow to pick up your contract.” Her father began to walk away, stopping only when he saw Xerione. “XERIONE!” He snarled in a angry voice.
“Father.” Xerione tried to hide her trembling hands by placing them in her pockets. “You left home without permission. What were you thinking?” He asked angrily. “I was thinking that I was tired of dealing with you.” Xerione muttered. “What was that?” Her father snarled. “I SAID, I’M DONE WITH YOUR CRAP!” Xerione yelled. “YOU NEVER CARED ABOUT ME! ALL YOU WANTED WAS TO MAKE MONEY AND STATUS!” Her father looked shocked. “You… You ungrateful brat! You were born into the richest family in Kalos, and you dare ruin our status? FINE! See if I care when you fail your petty little journey!” Her father snarled, walking out of the castle.
Right as Xerione reached the town’s exit gates, a man blocked her path. “Hey you, you’re not leaving here without seeing the Shabboneau Castle?” The man inquired. “Ummm… Yes?” Xerione asked. “Well, that is a CRIME!” The man grabbed Xerione by the shoulders, pushing her towards the castle. She stumbled into the castle. A older man, in a tattered karate uniform stood there, looking at a man that Xerione knew too well. Her father.
“Black-Belt, you’re rent is long overdue!” Her father exclaimed in a stern, uncaring voice. “S-sir! Please give me a few more weeks, I’m sure that I’ll get visitors! I sent my son to go get some, please…” Black Belt trailed off. “No more excuses. I will be coming tomorrow to pick up your contract.” Her father began to walk away, stopping only when he saw Xerione. “XERIONE!” He snarled in a angry voice.
“Father.” Xerione tried to hide her trembling hands by placing them in her pockets. “You left home without permission. What were you thinking?” He asked angrily. “I was thinking that I was tired of dealing with you.” Xerione muttered. “What was that?” Her father snarled. “I SAID, I’M DONE WITH YOUR CRAP!” Xerione yelled. “YOU NEVER CARED ABOUT ME! ALL YOU WANTED WAS TO MAKE MONEY AND STATUS!” Her father looked shocked. “You… You ungrateful brat! You were born into the richest family in Kalos, and you dare ruin our status? FINE! See if I care when you fail your petty little journey!” Her father snarled, walking out of the castle.
