Olivier's brows furrowed in surprise, his hand halfway to his pocket where his phone usually nestled. Drag Queen Fae Rae's vibrant presence engulfed him, her arm draping across his shoulders as if they were old friends. The camera clicked, freezing the moment in a selfie. Olivier's puzzled expression was unmistakable, a blend of uncertainty and bemusement etched across his features. He managed a weak smile, his lips parting to speak. [b]"I, uh, don't really use my Instagram much,"[/b] he admitted, his voice carrying a hint of awkwardness. [b]"Likes and all that... doesn't really matter to me."[/b] Olivier's lips curved into a polite smile, ready to express his pleasure at meeting Fae Rae, Cedric, and Elena, but before his words could find the air, their attention was yanked away. A rumble vibrated through the ground beneath them, and their heads turned as one toward the entrance of the fairgrounds. A colossal truck loomed into view, its gargantuan wheels kicking up swirling eddies of dust. What truly seized their focus, however, was the man descending from the truck's cab. His hair was a shock of cerulean, an unexpected echo of the sky on a clear summer's day. Space-themed attire clung to him, a constellation of colors and patches that seemed to belong to another dimension entirely. The man's presence was striking, but it was the creature that followed him that ignited a commotion. With a flourish of movement, he unleashed a Toxicroak, its imposing form towering over him. A sinister hiss sliced the air as acid splattered the ground, and the pungent scent of panic wafted as the corrosive substance began to eat at the earth. In the chaos, screams erupted like startled birds taking flight, and the crowd surged in a tide of frenzy. Unfazed, the man led his Toxicroak with purpose, navigating through the bedlam, a determined trajectory pointed straight toward the heart of the fair – the lab. [i]My mom.[/i] Olivier's thoughts whispered urgently, a pang of worry clutching at his chest, for he knew his mother was in the lab. His words came in a hurried rush, [b]"It was lovely meeting you all, but I have to go!"[/b] He pivoted and began his sprint in the same direction as the enigmatic man and his ominous Toxicroak.