The Popplio seemed to give him a glare as he looked him up and down. " You want me to join a group? I work solo, not with some....old man."

" Excuse me!" Parker exclaimed, meaning to say this in his head, but failed. Being around this stupid Popplio was infuriating. He hates Popplio. Hates, hates, hates!!!! He would punch this Popplio if Paarthurnax let him.

I'm sure he won't even let me touch him unless it was a hug or something. Parker thought, glaring at Pip. The Popplio shared the same glare and demise. I wish this didn't happen. This Popplio looks like he could kill me!

" You will all do for each other. You're all water types, you can figure it out calm, cool, and collected." Paarthurnax explains to them. " I'm not calm." Parker growled. " And I'm not cool! I'm a Popplio. They get more hate than love." Pip remarked. " And I'm not collected! I can't wait!" Spout declares as she grabbed Parker by the paws and tried to dance.

It was weird. She still had the pancake in her paw. Will she even let go of it? Seriously, where the heck did that food come from? Parker questioned as Paarthurnax dismissed them.

" Now, shoo. I have tons of outlaws to look at. New, old, a weird drunken Gallade....? Man Pokémon need to seriously stop getting drunk. Old and young. It's crazy." Paarthurnax explains, using his wing to shoo them out.

That made all three of them walk out. " How could he do this to me?! Am I not powerful enough? I was practically the one to get rid of Pulse. He should thank me, not make me have a team. I certainly don't need you two." Pip informs them, putting up his hood again.

The door opened, and Eule poked his head out. " Just so you know, you have to have quarters close to each other. If you're staying here that is." Eule informs them.

What??! No! My life is forever ruined by the Charizard and his little Decidueye minion! Parker thought with despair. He didn't want to bunk with either of these two starters, frankly. He was afraid.

He shakes his head. I must not think of them. He tells himself. These two are nothing like them. Not in the slightest. Okay, maybe they both share the personality, but the looks? Defiantly not. They were a bit more cooler looking.

Pip looked ticked off. " Now I have to be near you even more than I already am? Isn't the place where I sleep enough?" He wondered. Avalon approaches them.

So is she just going to be following us around everywhere, then? She giggles. You're not that sweet, Charcoal. He thought, not bothering to address her by her real name in his mind.

Not that he cared about her car-like name. It was more like an embarrassment really to be name after such a thing.

" You? You sleep in the trash, honey. That's where all the garbage Pokémon like you deserve to go." Avalon said, waving her tail in front of Parker. Okay, not interested you slut. He shoved her tail away from him. He glared at her. She only giggled innocently.

She's not as innocent as she's letting on. Parker convinced himself as she blinked at him flirtatiously. Seriously? Can't she like do that with any other male except me? I'm not interested in some bitch who can't even take a pancake slap. Man, that sounds weird even in my head.

" Honey, you shouldn't be hanging out with either of these ugly assed Pokémon. You should be handling Pokémon more your type: sexy and cute." Avalon told him with a wink.

This bitch doesn't even know me! My type is none of her business and she didn't even get it right. " How about you leave me alone and go bother some other poor male Pokémon." Parker commented.

Avalon growled a little before composing herself. " No! I want to learn everything about you." She half purred half yipped. You're not a cat. " No thanks. I don't talk to strange Pokémon who just hit on me because of my looks. You're going to have to look elsewhere, Fennekin." He informs her as he started to walk, moving his bag back up on his shoulder.

It had slipped a little in the process of walking. Avalon huffed. She growled. " You've made a big mistake." " I can easily beat you with my eyes closed. You need to stop being a douche by the way. Doesn't add to your personality." Parker insulted.

" Also, the only one who's ugly assed is you. Keep your damn body away from me you jackass." Parker commented as he took a step towards where he assumed the bedrooms were. He didn't know where they were. He was just hoping they were where he was heading.

" They're not that way." Pip informs him. Parker froze when he was told this. Seriously? Should I believe him, or should I go there any-his thoughts were interrupted by Spout who grabbed his paw and began to drag him, and Pip down the hall that Pip said was the bedrooms.

Why me? Parker thought gloomily. " Eule didn't exactly say which of these are ours." Parker commented. I wonder why he wants us to even bunk by each other. Wouldn't it not matter where we bunk? What's the big deal here?

The three explored the hall where the bedrooms are. " How many are there? A trillion?" Spout asked, half complaining about them going down the long hallway.

It was lined with a ton of pictures. They ranged from Arceus all the way down to Yveltal. " Tell me one thing." Parker said, conversing to Pip. " Why exactly did Paarthurnax accept us in the squad without a trial?" He questioned Pip.

" You don't know?" Pip asked him, surprise in his eyes. Both Pokémon shook their heads. " It's because the Starter Squad is dying. More and more each and every day. From Pulse and from other villains like this new Ninetales. The Squad can't keep up, and Paarthurnax doesn't want to admit it." Pip informed them.

" What?! How could it be dying? I thought starters were one of the most powerful Pokémon there is." Spout commented in surprise.

" Well, the Squad almost never expects the attack from Pulse and Tudi. They can't handle it. We can't even catch the two. It was because of me that Pulse died, and the fact that a sharp clawed Sandslash is running around killing Pokémon isn't exactly helping." Pip told them.

" He keeps going to Starter villages and mass murdering some. It's crazy. I honestly thought he would have stopped his villainy when Pulse was killed, but he's starting to become...more aggressive. And the rise of two more additional villains doesn't help. They're fast." Pip commented.

" Sounds like you've had your paws full with these villains." Spout commented. Pip nodded. " They sure are a handful." He told her, oblivious to Parker.

It's like I'm not even here. I think this Popplio has something against me or something. He thought as he stared at an image.

" What is that an image of?" He wondered, touching the picture before... " Don't touch that!" Pip's flipper harshly grabs his paw, and yanks it away from the picture. It was...a weird picture to say to the least.

A huge white Pokémon was in the painting. He looked glorious...but, he's falling. Why is he falling? Parker questioned. The Pokémon seemed to represent a centaur. His underside was gray. He also looked to have yellow hooves.

That kind of looks like Arceus. Parker thought, ignoring the talking from Pip. He put his paw back on the painting. The Pokémon was in pain. Did that happen? Was that what happened with Giratina? He wondered, looking around for the scary Pokémon.

Giratina is not...in this painting? What? What's this painting of anyways? Is this a prophecy? He wondered as a chirp broke him out of his trance of the weird painting.

" Hello! Are you guys looking for rooms? Follow me!" Eule piped up. How old is this guy? Is he old or young? Also, why does he seem to pop up a lot around here? Doesn't he have someone to go back to?

Parker didn't have anyone to go back to. He had his one and only friend in the mail room. And it sounds like the walls are thin enough to where you can practically hear the squawking of the mail Pokémon in the room. Apparently they're right next us. Parker thought.

That, or whoever that mail bird is, is pretty loud. " Are you okay, Parker? You've been spacing out a lot." Spout wonders, as all three Starters turned to him. Pip seemed to have a look on his face, but he didn't say anything.

What was that face all about? He shook his head, the others way down the hall. He almost groaned at how far away their bedroom was going to be. Their! Not his alone to keep. One he had to share with a freaking Popplio and a shiny Squirtle. This won't turn out good, but it will pretty interesting.

" I'll leave you be for now." Eule said as he shut the door. Pip didn't say anything, just glared at Parker. Ugly won't stop looking at me. Help. He looked over at Spout, willing her to help him.

" So, bunkmates?" She tried, rubbing her paw arm in embarrassment. Guess she never had to bunk with guys. It's pretty awkward for me too. I don't want to bunk with...him.

Parker gulped. " Y-Yeah." He replied, wanting to get as far away from Pip as possible. Pip only growled. " I hate you two. You ruined everything!" Pip exclaimed. " You're such a whiny brat! Ooh! I have to get everything my way! Well, news flash: you can't get everything you want because life ain't fair, buster! Now why don't you go crying to your mommy or something, because that's all you're good for!" He yelled.

Pip growled at him. " Is it getting tense in here? Or is it just this argument?" Spout questioned, backing up. She doesn't understand what's going on.

Maybe we should stop- at that second Parker got slapped by a Pound. Okay! He deserves to be hit for hitting me! He scrambled his stomach for his scalchop. He grabbed his trusty main weapon in a paw.

I will teach you a lesson, Popplio, in the arts of fighting! His blade glowed and grew. It was his favorite move, Razor Shell. He slashed at the Popplio. He cried out in pain.

He held his cheek. You deserve that, crybaby. For hurting me. For some odd reason those words...none felt right, but he couldn't help feeling selfish. He didn't want to get slapped by a flipper, thank you very much.

" Guys, please stop." Spout begged, trying to get in the middle of their fighting. It didn't stop Parker and Pip from trying to hurt each other.

" You're suppose to be pals! Not enemies!" Spout cried out. " I'll stop when this ugly assed creature apologizes!" Parker cried out, attempting another hit That didn't reach his target.

And to be quite frank, he didnt care if he hit him or killed him. He jus wanted this guy to apologize, even if it killed him. His bag. I totally forgot it was still on me!

That was when Pip grabbed the bag, and started to choke Parker. Please don't break! He willed. I can't handle it if one of the last ruminants of them is gone! Shattered!

In anger, Parker lashed out and his foot hit Pip's ugly, in his opinion, nose. Pip wailed about it, holding it. " It's not bleeding. You're okay, kid." Parker dismisses.

Pip growled at him. " No I'm not!" He continued to hold his nose. " Did you break his nose?!" Spout cried out. " I don't know. He deserved it. That's all I know." Parker claimed, getting clobbered by Spout, using Rapid Spin.
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Authors note: So there's Chapter four. Hope you spotted some references to Maurader and Visionary Darkness. Anyways, tell me your thoughts. Why do you think Parker hates Popplio so much? Why is Pip even fighting with him? Thanks for continuing to read this. It means so much. Hope you enjoyed. 😋😛😝😜😚🙃🙂