Thread: Pokémon: Spectrum Version (*Me and Ningyo-chan!*)

"Ah, don't be." Animus said, getting up and helping Abby up. "You okay?" He asked, taking out a handkerchief and handed it to Abby.

"I'm fine," Abby answered before taking the handkerchief and wiping her eyes with it, "The battling reminds me of when my parents would fight..."

"Oh my..." Animus said, turning serious as he heard Abby's word. "They got really bad, huh?" He asked, as it would explain why she would react so negatively to a Pokemon Battle.

"Yes..." Abby sighed, "I mean, they have gotten better as time has went on, but the fact it got to that point has really... scarred me."

"Clearly, if your reaction to Pokemon battles is any clue." Animus said, sounding like his words had bits of ire in them.

Abby began tearing up again and sobbing once more.

Animus yelped in shock, not used to this kind of situation. "Uh, calm down!" He said, then went into a dance skit to try to cheer her up.

"What the heck?" Abby yelled.

Animus stopped.

"Sorry about that; I just scrambled for a way to calm you down. And 'dance' was the first thing that popped in my head." He sheepishly explained.

"I wasn't impressed," Abby replied in an frustrated tone of voice.

Animus sighed in defeat. "I figured you weren't." He said, sitting down on the ground.

"Sorry," Abby replied, "Dancing isn't my cup of tea."

"I see. Well, I managed to get your mind off of your sadness." The heir said, adjusting his outfit.

"Not really," Abby sighed, "My parents used to dance with each other when things were...happier."

Animus facepalmed. "Greaaaaaat...." Animus sighed in frustration.