To (Y/n) (L/n) From Vermilion Public Schools We do our best to provide all of our children with positive role models, and you're one we'd love to have speak at our assembly on Thursday!We want you to tell a story about the time you faced the elite four-- let us know soon! G. Ghert, Principal
Wow! You've never thought of yourself as a role model, much less a good one! Though, as far as those settled in Vermilion, only you and the gym leader had made attempts at the title of champion.
After some consideration, you decided it'd be nice to go.
You could let kids know their dreams are attainable, ease their fears, and possibly see someone you've had your eye on for quite a while-- since you challenged him,
to be precise-- Lieutenant Matis Surge, the lightning Unovan!
When Thursday came, you dressed as nicely as you could (within reason, of course), and made the short walk to the school.
You arrived early so that you would have time to get used to the surroundings and calm down.
The auditorium was cool while empty, aside from the stage whose lights could bring anyone to a schvitz. Soon though, all the students would pile in and heat up the area.
You were alone for a while, you weren't sure how long.
After the loudspeaker called for everyone to report to the auditorium, you hurried backstage and arrived just in time to not be trampled-- but just in time for you to run headlong into someone.
You shook your head and stepped back, and immediately wished for the earth beneath you to swallow you whole.
"Oh hey! Sorry!"
He laughed, a sweet yet hearty sound from his chest, clapped his hand on your back and said, "Don't worry about it!
" He'd forgone his gym attire, and dressed rather nicely: a green tartan shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows and a plain black tie, which suited him.
You were called on stage to stand behind the principle throughout his introduction, but you couldn't focus. He was so close to you! You stood at attention and stared forwards at the crowd.
You felt your cheeks burning from a combination of heat, embarrassment, and somewhat amorous thoughts.
You did your best to keep from looking over at Lieutenant Surge until he was at the podium, though you could only see behind him.
As he took the stage, the energy of the room shifted with his personality.
Out of nowhere, Raichu dropped from the ceiling and illuminated the room with a thunderbolt!
Kids of all ages were entranced by the display, and the resulting static had everyone's hair standing on end.
Raichu waddled behind him, where he crouched behind the podium to rub behind her ear and whisper, "Good girl," which she answered with a, "Rai!
" He kissed her forehead, then stood up and faced the crowd.
His tale of facing the elite four was, for lack of a better word, electrifying! He assured the kids that the pokemon they heard about and saw today weren't the team he uses for gym battles.
After a short farewell, he handed the stage off to you, more or less switching spots. You didn't even have flash cards to keep on topic!
"Well... I, like Lieutenant Surge-- err, like he did! I also faced the elite four, and beat the champion, too." Great start, pidgey-brain.
"Although, I didn't want a position in the league, not even as a gym leader! I still have room to improve as a trainer, and I don't deserve a spot yet.
But that doesn't mean you should do what I did!"
The rest of a speech was a panicked blur in your mind-- how could you say that! Your own body betrayed you!
You received a nice applause at the end, and could see a few starry-eyed kids dreaming of their own league story. At least it doesn't require much skill to please a child through stories.
As you stepped outside, you were suddenly aware of a hand on your shoulder.
"You did great out there! You've got more guts than I guessed." He beamed, sky blue eyes twinkling as he looked at you.
His sunglasses were in his hand, and he fidgeted with them idly-- open, close, open, close. "We should definitely hang out sometime!"
"See you around, (Y/n)." He left with that, but his raichu nuzzled the side of your thigh, then trotted off behind her trainer.
What was all that about? You had no clue, but you weren't complaining! You looked forward to your next meeting with Matis, the former commanding officer.
You had no clue how long it'd take, but you hoped for it to be sooner rather than later.