[center][h1]Hex Jr.[/h1][/center]

What a [i]douche[/i]. This prick got willing volunteers, and the first thing out of the old bastard's mouth was that none of them were adults? No wonder his dad never said much about Scorch, if this was how he was. 

Hex Jr. angrily horfed down the rest of his banana bread in one go, swallowing and wiping the crumbs off his mouth and mask before angrily stepping forward as he gently nudged the Bagon aside after he spoke. 

[b]"No, don't kiss his ass, he just basically said we're worthless to him."[/b] The Litten hissed to Tusk, before turning to the mon in question.

[b]"There a problem, old man?"[/b] He raised his head high, meeting the rugged Arcanine's gaze in challenge. [b]"You're disappointed we ain't evolved or experienced enough? Blame the rest of the cowards in the city for just being happy to hide behind the walls. Like it or not, we're all you got, so deal with it or kick us out. But then who're you gonna get to fight your own battles for you? Arceus, no wonder my old man never talked about you."[/b]