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it was a chilly day within the middle of the month. casually, mateo was strolling about their familial estate. black tabi socks could be seen worn upon his feet as heavy footsteps gave way as he walked upon the wooden surface of their home outside. turning a corner, mateo would come to an abrupt stop. quickly he'd make a sharp u-turn in order to hide behind the corner he'd just turned from, watching her silently as he'd come to see a whole new different person: Noelle Lane.

just from seeing her on the side was enough to make the dragon tamer blush as the sun had shone down just right atop of her. she looked different, not like the noelle he was accustomed to today; she was the noelle from his past. the girl that captured his attention--hell, even outside of the garb, she still captured his attention every now and then from small moments.

he was startled from the sudden shock of being spoken to. had she noticed him? he couldn't leave now that'd be rude, wait why did he care if it was rude or not? damn her, she just had to ruin his peace of mind. with an irritable look he'd step out from his hiding spot, massaging the nape of his neck with a look of irritation.

with a simple greeting, he'd say, "s-shut up..." looking off to the side, rosy cheeks captured his embarrassment. for today's attire mateo could be seen, at a glance, wearing a green happi coat placed over his back, underneath that happi did he possess a white shirt; on the back of his happi was the dragon clan's symbol. for his bottom half he'd come to be seen wearing black sweatpants, on the right leg his pant leg was rolled to the knee.

"as if i'd wanna learn that crap." a half-fake yawn was given, his gaze remained wandering off elsewhere. mateo, for some reason, was just unable to bring himself to look her way. "i spent an entire day with morgan dancin' and readin', i'm still exhausted from that crap." he stated with a pout, eyes shifty as he continued to try his best not to look her way.

notes: hiya, gamer.

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dragonite lurked about from above, a satchel over his body. he was close enough to watch from a random roof, but made sure to keep his presence hidden. he could see the embarrassing scene unfold from afar, a simple snickering showcased his amusement. it was then that a nearby kingdra caught the dragon's attention. a pokemon that mateo, recently, had given away. he could use another, right? so, while the humans were having their time together. dragonite was off picking up some new allies. with a thunder wave he'd electrocute the kingdra without warning, paralyzing it. reaching into his satchel he'd pull out a pokeball, examining it in an attempt to remember how mateo used it.

it was simple as counting oran berries. so, with a simple tap, he'd absorb the kingdra. once that was done, he'd go right back to his spot. watching the scene before him continue to happen. looks like one water-type wouldn't be making it to the show, and he oop.

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back to mateo, "if you wanna spend your entire day watching a dip-shit 'krump' be my guest!" a repulsed rebuttal given. mateo was prepared to storm off immediately, but he'd halt mid-turn. looking over his shoulder with curiosity. why was he staying? why wasn't he moving? he had better things he could be doing. watching her do some stupid dance wasn't one of them.

and yet he stayed.

he'd come to notice the pokemon gathering about. mateo, just like them, had been enticed by the ritualistic dance. "that's..." right, she was next in line to become acting guardian of the dragon's den. a family composed of strong women. "is this my first time actually seeing her..." he spoke aloud, unaware that he was speaking his thoughts aloud. the moment she was done, he'd say, "you actually look mature."

she exhibited an aura about her that was different from the noelle he wanted to strangle every now and then. "we've been away from home for so long that i forgot you were--" covering his mouth. mateo would turn his head to the side again, "a-anyway, you actually look better when you're quiet and actually acting your age and not your shoe size; why can't you be like this everyday, idjit?!"


notes: hiya, gamer.

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a dumbfounded look was worn in confusion toward the seductive dragon. a brow risen, his attention was thrown off by the sudden flailing of a feebas. it was a literal fish out of water. the dragonite, with another pokeball in tow, would fly over the dying creature. without delay he'd take the ball in hand and smacking it atop of the pokemon's hand. the ball would open and absorbed the half-living creature. dragonite would be sure to take it to the nursing area when possible.

dragonite, with a snarl, would return to the female's side. wondering who'd exactly did she think she happened to be? taking his ball like that, the nerve.

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"talk about lackin' grace." his facial expression was basically saying, 'that was lame.' he was both nonchalant and full of judgement. "you could've fooled me..." he murmured in response. it was then that she'd come to close the distance between the two, "too close, too close!" mateo shouted, leaning back as he'd try to pull himself away.

sadly, he was unsuccessful. upon taking his hand he would no longer fight it. a simple groan full of displeasure had been enough to indicate that he wasn't going to enjoy this. "look, i already tried dancing. if teacher mao couldn't teach me or a stupid dumb book, how the hell are you gonna be able to do it?" mateo questioned the pinkette. he'd better things to be doing right now than doing some dumb old dance.


notes: hiya, gamer.

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mateo groaned with annoyance. this wasn't exactly his sort of thing. "look there's only one dance i wanna do in my lifetime, and that was already a bummer to learn." he was speaking of the 'DRAGON DANCE' needed in order to perform dragonite's z-move. that wasn't exactly a pleasant time.

in an attempt to learn the steps mateo would follow her movements; though, in the process of following, he would do so with a neutral scowl. he wasn't exactly having fun, but he didn't hate it fully. it was a nice exercise, but he wouldn't admit that. "this is extremely stupid, i rather punch a garchomp in the face." mateo would stop briefly to shout, "this isn't exactly as easy as you make it look either!"

notes: skip!

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