Advent of the Absol

[Trace]

Trace could barely hold back his snickering as Gavin made all kinds of goofy expression and funny reactions. It was then where Trace couldn't hold back any longer and burst out laughing, so much and so hard he almost started crying.

Meanwhile his pokemon looked confused as their Master was in nonstop laughter. I was about a whole three mins that Trace finally calmed down, "As always, you fall for the most unbelievable thing i say, no your not a co-owner, but as for all other things i just said is true though." he stated.

Trace then stood up and helped Gavin to a seat then again returned to his own seat, "So, are you finally ready to be a full time Trainer yet or do you enjoy this boring waitering job serving others?" he asked as he kicked up and rested his feet on the table.

[Gavin]

Gavin felt like imitating a ghost, just to cause a heart attack in the already near-death-from-laughter Trace. It wasn't funny! . . . Not funny to him at least. Removing the tablecloth from covering his body while the older laughed, Archer got up onto his feet with a sour look on his face. Despite having a brand-new pokemon with rather powerful moves, that much did not really matter to him at all just yet. Becoming a trainer. . . what did that really mean when the regions were full of them who might amount to nothing at all?

Just the same as if he stayed on being a waiter in the restaurant.

"Yeah, I remember Uncle having some inventions."

Memories of days with the dead before they had departed came into his mind, ones that strummed a harp of psychological discord & played a traumatic funeral dirge. Fighting back his own demons, he focused on the good to surpress his mood from worsening. Up to this very day he never knew how Trace worked past that tragedy, only figuring it had to do with the emotions finding release through the quest for revenge. On the other hand, Gavin could not have left back then. . . his parents told him how Trace's revenge would only be done on his own as long as they had a say in the matter.

"You mean to give up Waiting tables and LEAVE all of THIS?"

Lots of barriers to becoming a real trainer.

That aside one could sense the slightly exasperated sarcasm invading his tone like a Spartan army. Choking down frustrations with a heavy sigh, green eyes finally found their way to looking over at Archon. Emotions stopped trying to pierce through in the form of lasers and turned into a thoughtful but brooding gaze. A tough decision had been presented.

"I don't know, after all that trouble you went through to make sure I still had a job. Might not get a good reference in the future if I just up and ditched to become a trainer y'know."

Bittersweet laughter followed that, the kind belonging to a nice guy that had gotten accustomed to last place. Well, mybe not last but certainly not in the top five. Putting more thought ito it made him only realize even more that many of the pokemon battle lessons from Trace had been lost upon him. The flakes of rust were only coming off recently since capturing King Eggbert in the kitchen of all places.

[Trace]

Trace looked up for a moment and then back down to see he was still rubbing Umai's horn,....and why was she blushing. Trace suddenly remembered something and quickly took his hand off the horn as if he just been hit with hot water, "Sorry Umai, i forgot those were senors." he patted her hand.

Umai looked up at her master and smiled kindly still with a faint blush, "Kirlia lia."

Trace then looked at Gavin, "True enough, i won't force you in the matter but you should know....." he said then his kind happy like expression went to serous, "As always I'll be blunt, I have made some vary bad, very strong enemies, not to say i can't held them, but they might come after you to get to me, and yes its Team Galactic, so if your plaining to say, you need to train yourself and your pokemon, as well get more pokemon so you won't get out number." he paused.

Trace then looked to Mika and petted her ear, "The other day i had a battle, a real bad battle, they almost killed my girlfriend too....." he again pause as if to reflect his past actions.

[Gavin]

People coming after him? A GIRLFRIEND almost getting killed?! Just heap on the guilt trip with a side of gravy and mashed potatoes why didn't he. . . not offering any choice. At least not one for an intelligent person to make, that blunt nature of Trace's made it hard to say no without it feeling like a sin of some sort. It did not help any to feel deep down an obligation to someone who wasn't just family but the closest guy friend he'd ever really had his whole life.

Could anyone with a heart say no?

"Well since I don't consider death threats as gratuity, I feel just a touch inclined to join you know. Since it wouldn't have anything to do with you being my cousin or anything."

A teensy wry smirk held his face while the eyes showed more terrified excitement than anything. Each moment of that time he could have helped Trace might get made up for at last! But it only left one question:

"So who's going to get me fired now? Shall I do the honors or might you?"

[Trace]

Trace chuckled, "Well again i am not forcing you to come with me, i am just saying if you choose to say you should train yourself and your pokemon." he restated.

Trace then looked at the menu and looked over a few things, "Well, you could just quite, or i can punch out the manager." he said the last bit in a joking manner.

He then looked back at the menu, "But first, you want to eat?" he said then looked down at all of his lady pokemon, "What about all you girls? you hungry?" he asked.

"Lopunny!"
"Glaceon!"
"Pichu!"
"Kirlia!"

Trace looked up to Gavin, And there you have it, there all hungry." he said in a playful manner.

[Gavin]

He sighed with a half smile, slightly shaking his head before topping it off with a complimentary eyeroll. Pulling out a notepad from his side the Waiter looked at all the hungry customers who now included Trace and his pokemon. Minus the earlier customers at this point, since many had decided to just head on home or back to work depending on their hours.

"And what would you like to have off our Menu? Our special today is. . ."

Pause.

". . .something edible."

[Trace]

Trace then looked at the menu, "Humm, i'll have the Pasta and meat ball, and a order of cheese cake, a order of carrot cake and two apple turn overs." he stated.

Trace then looked at his lady pokemon, "Is that good for everyone?" he asked sweetly to them, They all cryed out as if to say "Yes!"

Trace chuckled then turn to Gavin, "Thats all, and maybe you should place something for you to go?" he said kindly.

[Gavin]

Writing down the with swift strokes of the mighty pen, he gave the list a once over before nodding in satisfaction. Turning around he started to walk while attempting to whistle on the way to the kitchen. Why such a display of emotion? Perhaps the battle had lifted the usualy burden off of his shoulders temporarily. But most might point toward the fact that this would be the last order he took in this restaurant from a customer.

"I'll pick out something tasty for myself."

Gavin said turning and tilting his head to the left over his shoulder toward the older.

[Seph Lead Galatic Board Member]

It was not two long after Trace Archon had entered this city that a hand full of team Galactic grunts were ordered off to put a end to the Demon by Seph as they entered the City limits.

Once they had entered the city the five men wait outside of the mines two get any info from there contacts to see if Trace had and entered the city yet as well to take care off any other remaining Archon Blood.


The youngest of the five looked up at the day sky bored out of his mind, "Well the heck is those two?"

Two other just kepted quite as they took a quick nap

The one with Green hard looked up at the at the young one, "Who knows, maybe there stealing the type of pokemon we have been ordered to steal as of late."

The One that seemed to be the group leader looked at the two chit chatters, "Would you both shut up and stop being so antis, our time will come soon enough." he stated.

[Trace]

Trace leaned back into his seat with his arms rested back against his head and sighed, "Man they are really taking long enough." he stated then looked down at his pokemon, "Are all of you holding up?" he asked.

All of his pokemon replyed as if to say "Were ok." Trace smiled and petted the heads of Mika and Umai while Sparky danced on the table and Kori calmly curled up by Trace's feet.

[Gavin]

"Order up!"

How long it took the cook did not fall under Gavin's power.

Regardless all the meals came out at once on a rather large pan capable of carrying them all. Despite how clumbsy the Waiter might have seemed earlier, when an order was at stake nothing could bring about failure. . . at least to this point in his career. A few more steps brought him back to the table, placing the tray in the middle since he figured that Trace would not mind. Plus it gave no outright preference as to who would have been given their meal first.

"Well well sir, I believe your order is here. Except on the chicken wings. Those are mine."

Gavin then reached over to pick up his plate with twenty chicken wings on it before moving it to a safer place than what Trace's table was likely about to become now. Once he felt the meal was a secure he looked over at them again.

"Now you can dig in. And if you want any drinks let me know."

[Seph Lead Galatic Board Member]

It was after a whole hour of waiting that the two informants finally showed up, both of them appear to be older then the others, one spoked as the other remain quite, "We have spotted not just Trace Archon but also Gavin Archer a the XXXXXX Restaurant, theres still there if we go now we can still get them." he stated.

The leader of the group stood up, "Well what are we waiting for, lets go, every one in the car now!" he barked.

"Finally, I'll get to have some fun now." he younger one said as he pretty much jumped into the car behind the others and all seven got going.

It was a hour later and the five entered the front doors as the two informants were sneaking up the back.

[Trace]

Trace smiled and nodded, "Thank you." he said then gave the carrot cake to Mika, the Cheese cake to Sparky, two apple turn overs to Kori that she ate in a lady like manner and shared some of his pasta with Umai.

As everyone was eating Trace looked at Gavin and when his mouth wasn't full of food they talked about the good times in the past, like how Gavin didn't know how to use the Jump drive when he first got it, and how he messed up his pc when going to poketube that one time and so on......XD

All is time eating and talking about the funny times took about an hour. It was then that five team galactic grunts walked into the restaurant. Trace turned his head to see he just walked in and his eyes went from fun loving to pure hate as Gavin would see.

[Gavin]

Chicken wings tasted delicious any day of the week, but most of all when they were a celebratory meal. For now the mental festivities were aimed at this becoming his last day working here as a waiter, to leave for a life of adventure. One which needed to start today according to Trace, with such disturbing news about what had happened to the older recently.

People really did seem out to get the Archon family, probably causing Gavin to wonder about what would happen to his own parents now. Would they be put at risk the same way now? by now they were a bit too old to be moved around as constantly as it would take to keep them safe. . .

But to hell with brooding over that depressing stuff!

Nostalgia had its moments between the two cousins, talking about the times before it was swept away by a huge metaphorical broom with bristles of sadistic fiber. Old days had rather hillarious memories linked to them. For instance the one time when Trace tried to flip off Gavin without looking & ended up using his ring finger. Basically blowing up Professor Rowan's chemistry lab certainly belonged on the list of memories.

Or even when Trace had said Pichu's were like miniature Pikachus. Finding that video of Professor Felina Ivy on the internet wih Brock during one of Trace's many web-capades that Gavin wanted nothing to do with at all. Countless typos in emails Trace had sent over the years were the butt of many a joke as well. . . a priceless and practically limitless amount of dirt.

[glow=red,2,300]BUT LIKE A GYARADOS WITH PMS. . .SOME JUST HAD TO SPOIL THEIR FUN!!![/glow]

Witnessing the sudden change in his cousin's mood, the soon-to-be-ex-Waiter looked up just in time to see five members of Team Galactic walk into the Rock Bottom Restaurant. Just who he wanted to see this early on in these adventures, since he was so close to pokemon masterdom. Even now, all around them quite a few innocent patrons remained inside. Hoping any of those scoundrels wouldn't hurt an innocent person to get at them would be even crazier than naming one's kid Cyrus.

Managing to get a tap on Trace's hand, Archer spoke quickly.

"Don't start a fight yet, there's still too many people here. Let me buy some time for you to get them out safely. I have a plan. Honestly for once I actually do. . . but it requires the co-operation of your little gal named Umai. Confusion is key in a distraction after all. . .just go with it."

The last few sentences were spoken while the Waiter rose up swiftly to walk right toward the five Team Galactic members at the front. Adressing them through eye contact, he had somehow managed to get a hold of quite a few menus on the way to them. Just who could doubt this slightly imaginative skill for what came next in their new adventure. Sheer tone of voice made it somewhat obvious that the idea was to entertain these new guests no matter who they worked for at all.


"Mon chere mademoiselle, it is with deepest pride and greatest pleasure that we welcome you here tonight. . ."

Charm came across somewhere to someone, since a Waiter or at least even a BUTLER did apply such a thing as part of the trade. A side not of course was that Gavin knew quite well that he had just called all the men women & all the women men. Just one tiny insult to start off the distraction, to see if they would even notice while he moved quick. Utterly, the plan depended on co-operation of Umai to manipulate all sorts of plates and silverware.


"And now we invite you to relax, let us pull up a chair as the dining room proudly presents, your dinner. . . "

[Seph Lead Galatic Board Member]

All of then looked at Gavin like he was insane, the youngest of the group even retorted, "What kind of Micky Mouse shrimp is this?" he stated.

The he quiet one hand nothing to say, but did give the look of "come on?" while the other two simply rolled his eyes, "What is this? a musical number before we even sit?" he asked.

The leader sighed, "Good lord he better be a good singer or i am going to shoot him." he stated aloud.