The secret life of pokemon (human au)

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Gunners pov
As sir Nightmare dragged me through the entrance of the pokeball, I started to panic. Not only what would happen to me but how Levi was holding up. He doesn't do well in these situations... Then I noticed that we had teleported to sir Nightmare's pokeball.

"When we get inside, we will talk and have tea. Your making me miss tea time." The overly purple pokemon said sternly. I gulped. I had forgotten he was European. As he pressed his gloved hand to the button to the pokeball opening it, I started to worry about my life even though you can't die in the boxes.

We walked in. Well, I geuss I was dragged in. Sir Nightmare dropped me on the floor and headed to the kitchen to prepare the tea. I geuss he's gonna give me tea then kill me mentally but still probs beat me up. I walked to a seat and sat down waiting my doom. "What tea would you like? I got...." After suggesting about like 100 flavors (what!?) I decided to go with Sitrus and oran berry tea.

"Um sir Nightmare, why are you treating me to tea when I ACIDENTLY hurt mr. Ivan's feelings?" I asked. "Well it is tea ti-" The teapot had started to screech interrupting sir Nightmare and we both held our ears to stop the noise. I assume he took the pot off because I can't see him also the screeching stopped.

"As I was saying, it is tea time and it would be disrespectful if I, a very good man, didn't offer you some tea before your downfall." Sir Nightmare replied calmly still glaring at me. "Ah...uh- thank you sir." I replied smiling hesitantly. We drank our tea. Sir Nightmare was having Razzberry tea. I am delighted and conscious that my tea tasted amazing. It was quite sus.

"So-" Sir Nightmare started. "You are aware of why I have brought you here... yes?" "U-um, yes I am aware sir. I am very sorry and did not mean it! I-i don't know what I was thinking and just said it!" I said stuttering. Sir looked at me or well, glared at me even colder than before. If that was some how possible. I shrank under hizms gaze. "Yes, but that doesn't justify what you did though. Hmm... How about this, if you go to his pokeball with a very well written apology. On Saturday. And mean it sincerely, then mabey i won't murder your ego and disable you."

Sir Nightmare said while smiling evilly. I gulped. "Now sho, I want to enjoy the rest of tea time...so off you go!" I got out of my seat like a digglet poking out of a hole and headed *cough* RAN to the front. I then left without a sound dashing out the pokeball. I don't know how I didn't die right then and there.