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traditional music blared in tandem with moving feet. motions and small movements were watched by those who lived within the estate that hid from the outside world that is hoenn. owned by a conglomerate of draconian tamers, there resided a trio: mateo, Morgan Drake, and, what one could only assume, a dance...teacher? they were with their pokemon, but it brought the question: what in the world was going on?

the weather was both warm and cool; a sign that winter was slowly upon them as they transitioned seasons. recently, mateo and dragonite acquired a new power--or well--information on it at least from his grandfather. it was because of his recent accomplishments that his grandfather felt the need to bestow new power onto his grandson; it was known as a 'z-move'.

something kyle was familiar with, but was unable to help him at this time. the others were no help either, all except Morgan Drake, who was here to watch, seeing as he was the only one home at this time. mateo had called the head of the clan, their grandfather, back home. thankfully, their grandfather foresaw this coming and thus sent someone from blackthorn to help mateo learn about the power of 'z-moves'.



which brings us to our current situation. their teacher, named MAO, was showing them, and i'd quote, called 'the dragon dance'. it was a well-known pokemon move that was performed by dragons to increase their power. mateo had been taught the dance all morning. he sat and watched, at first, with Morgan Drake and wore a bored expression.

after awhile, it was his turn. mateo would perform the dance; alas, not even half way, he'd stop mid performance. "this is stupid!" he shouted with angst. "we've been at this all morning, this isn't getting us anywhere!" all that patience mateo was trying to teach himself was clearly being thrown out of the window.

he was nearly red in the face out of embarrassment from having to do this. "turnaway!" mateo shouted toward Morgan Drake. he was embarrassed. they were at this for so long that multiple things happened: he stepped on dragonite's tail, he accidentally punched dragonite, dragonite pushed him onto the ground, and he tripped over his own foot. it was practically a brutal practice.

"this is stupid, i'm taking a break!" mateo shouted. slamming the towel down onto the ground and leaving dragonite to his own vice who, too, stormed off in anger. propping himself up next to Morgan Drake, he'd come to sit down upon the wooden floors beside morgan. "can you believe this? what the hell was that old man thinking. that idjits clearly gone senile." he was venting about their grandfather back in johto. "i can't do this, this z-move crap is too frustrating!" mateo groaned, this was worse than training an eevee to become a dragon and failing.

notes: tl;dr mateo's grandfather sent mateo a special gift to help him unlock a z-move. with that gift came a teacher from johto that was sent to hoenn by the clan leader 2 help teach him 'the dragon dance'. mateo's practicing with the teacher and has been at it for quite a bit. has no luck and keeps failing at the dance.

got angry and is taking a break and came to chat it up with morgan who has been watching(?).