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Lancer Cerisier did not want to be late, but he was certainly going to be late. Which was not the impression he wanted to make on any of the staff or student assistants or really anyone. It was already a miracle that his application had been accepted in the first place. It had been years since he had last had any kind of formal education and even then, he hadn’t been the best student. He had other responsibilities, so sue him. Still, this was a chance to make something of himself and he didn’t want to start that chance by making a bad first impression. But HoneyLuv had turned off their alarm this morning and Sassy McSassy Pants hadn’t bothered to wake him up.

So, now he was running to his first class with one arm wrapped around his Munchlax and the other hand clutched desperately to a map to avoid getting lost. He had mad the trip yesterday just to be sure, but didn’t want to jinx it. He was hurrying, but not running because his Furfrou was older than most Pokémon and he didn’t want to accidently leave her behind. He was further hindered by the fact that most of his fellow students were filming something on their phones. Lancer caught a glance. Yeah, he maybe late, but at least he wasn’t that guy. Poor bloke. 

As he hurried he chastised, [color=439f65][b]“This is your fault Honey! I set alarms for a reason.”[/b][/color] His voice sound exasperated, stressed and just a touch done, [color=439f65][b]“I [i]know[/i] you know this.”[/b][/color]

The Munchlax in his arms chirped sadly at the scolding he knew was well deserved, [b]“Munch.”[/b]

Lancer couldn’t help himself and pressed a quick kiss to his best friend’s crown, [color=439f65][b]“It’s okay Luv. I forgive you. Just try to remember and don’t do it again.”[/b][/color]

The Furfrou barked in amusement, [b]“Frou! Frou!”[/b]

Lancer gave her the side eyed, [color=439f65][b]“Not helping Sassy!”[/b][/color]

Finally, after what seemed like forever, he got to the correct classroom. He stumbled in to see the boy that had been the subject of other students’ amusement at the sink trying to clean up. It was never going to work and Lancer winced in sympathy. After placing his stuff down, and checking that Darius’s Pokéball was still in his pocket, he pulled out his spare shirt and held it up to check before making a foolish offer. Yeah, okay that might work. He probably needed a friend more than anything else right now, because that was the about the worse way to start four years in a place were every action was observed and criticized.

Lancer looked HoneyLuv in the eye as he placed him in the seat, [color=439f65][b]“Stay! I mean it Honey! Don’t cause any more trouble.”[/b][/color] Once the Munchlax had nodded Lancer made his way over to the boy by the sink, [color=439f65][b]“Hello! I’m Lancer. It’s nice to meet you. I’m not sure it will fit, but I do have an extra shirt if you would like it. Also, I have wet wipes if that would be better than trying to duck under the sink faucet.”[/b][/color]

Meanwhile Sassy, who had been given no instructions to stay put, wandered over to the other boy in the room siting and placed a head on his lap. Clearly, if her trainer was too busy rescuing people, which she did approve of, she was going to have to find her own pets. And since the teaching assistants were busy this boy would have to do. She looked up at him with mournful eyes that betrayed the fact that she was clearly well loved in a clear ploy to garner attention. HoneyLuv was busy snooping in Lancer’s bag for snacks to really pay attention. Besides, he didn’t want to cause any more trouble, not today at least. Maybe tomorrow. 

[@Crimson Flame]
[@anothered]