“What are you doing here,” Silver couldn’t believe this, right in front of him was the heroine of Pokemon Crystal. Tall, light-skinned girl about his age, with twin ponytails at the side of her head, her blue bangs crept from under her cap stay at the top of her forehead. This made her green eyes and face visible, she wore quite an angry expression and she arms cross around her the small in her red shirt.
“Wasn‘t that a great greeting” she sarcastically barked out with an eye roll, “You would like it if I was gone wouldn‘t you. Tough Igglybuff, someone actually likes me enough to write me into this story.”
“Okay, stop breaking the fourth wall.” Silver told her quite sternly.
“I can‘t believe they wrote me out of the newer games and replace with that bimbo!” Crystal obvious didn't hear him and kept on talking on about her dislike of the new face of remake Silver and Gold games.
“Crystal,” he called out loudly.
“She has not fashion sense I‘m mean did you see her stupid hat?” She continued talking not indicating that she heard a single word.
“Crystal!” She shouted louder and in her face but she didn’t stop talking…
“Then people have the nerve to say, she the new Crystal… More like a stupid poser that didn‘t get the image right, my hair so much better and overalls, no fashionable person wear overall unless-”
“Lyra!!!”
Crystal just stopped talking and stared the biggest and sharpest dagger he had even seen in his life time. “What. Did you just call me?” Every bit of her being was preventing from scream in his face.
“Well I finally got your attention. We‘re getting off the story. Interesting your life crisis is, not, no one wants to hear you ramble on.”
“Your right, your right... I’m calm. Let’s start, my last line it was…” She putting her hand at the side of her head and tilt it slight to right as she thought about it.
“Been a long time, huh?” Silver blurted out with a bit smirk and a laugh. Only to receive another angry looked from Crystal.
“Go to hell, Silver!” She flashed her fist at the redhead boy before clearing her voice. “I‘m glad this is rated 18+…Anyways ahem…Hey... what're you doing?”
“None of your business! Get out of my face!” He when up to him and shove the teen girl... her chest was quite soft. But he wouldn’t tell her that. He went into position near the side of the Professor’s Laboratory.
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