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[h3][color=f7941d]~Avery Grant~[/color][/h3]

[color=662d91]“Ahah! Take that you stupid bug!”[/color]

Avery wiped his forehead with the back of his hand. Sweat was threatening to invade the peaceful Eye Kingdom, and it was up to Sir Augustus Handington III to save the land.

He performed admirably.

Avery, slightly panting, looked around for the next target. Any target. He was in full on Guardian of the Group mode. But alas, the foul beasts seemed to have fled. Or… Avery glanced over at Green who was triumphantly hopping on the body of a poor spiderbro. The pinebro was addicted to the thrill of combat. In the years after their journey, Green would travel the globe, searching far and wide for conflict to join in. It had tasted battle, and demanded more.

Or not. Avery wasn’t sure if the look that Green wore was one of savage triumph, or that of mindless boredom. To be fair, Green wasn’t exactly the most expressive pea in the pod. Brain slapped Avery for the failure of an analogy. Learn to use your words, it would say, should it be able.

He relaxed slightly, letting the stick drop from two hands to just the one. He closed his eyes then threw his head back, enjoying some air. Good. Nobody was in anymore danger. They could just return to the main road and continue on no prob.

Something nudged his leg and Avery looked down. Blue had returned to his side, but the little blue elephant did not look entirely happy. He seemed…

On edge?

Anxious?

...Alert.

Then a hissing sound shattered Avery’s peace. He looked around.

Abigail had been dragged to a nearby tower of webbing. Oh no. It looked like Abigail would have a meeting with Her Royal Highness, the Queen. Or at least, Avery thought it would be called a queen. Maybe spiderbros run a democracy? Then...would the top dawg be a President? Prime Minister? BAH! Spiderbro politics gave him a headache every time.

That hissing again.

Avery followed the webbing to the Big Hoss itself. It was uh...well, BIG.

Then it landed right by Abigail.

Without thinking, Avery rushed forward, his fists tightening around the stick. He gained some distance, readying a swing when Abigail flee past him. Rather quickly, he might add. Which was odd...Abigail was the top trainer in town, right? Why would the top trainer flee? Unless…

Ah! It was Her Royal Majesty. One cannot simply strike royalty. Avery let got of his stick midswing, causing the stick to sail right over the top of the Ariados. Avery spun on his heels and sprinted the same way Abigail had, swiping his Pokeballs from his pockets as he did so and recalling Blue and Green.

It was time to get the hell out of Dodge. Otherwise, the Queen wouldn’t be happy. Or maybe it was the King? He really should find out. It was rude to do otherwise. His Highness would not appreciate being labeled a woman by a commoner. Oh...whatever would Avery do?

And then Avery was back on the main path. He wasn’t sure how that was, or even how long he had been running. All he knew was that he couldn’t enter the Spiderbro Kingdom(Or Queendom) again, unless he brought proper tribute. Bummer.

The lad looked around for a moment, then barely made out the balls of fluff that would be Peggy’s hair. Avery grinned a goofy grin. What if she kept things in that? Avery would, if his hair would allow it. Tragically, it seemed to be rather stubborn about the whole curtain thing. Which worked too. Made taking a nap easy anywhere. Gotta enjoy the little things.

Life was good when you enjoyed the little things.

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