A Walking Chestnut (Pokemon x MLP) (Cross post from Fimfiction)

Chapter 30: A Chestnut in his first real fight

"You wanted to talk? Fine, Let's talk" And as those words left my mouth, The subtle glow in Lycanroc's eyes dimmed and he sat down on the ground.

He stretched his back and shoulders before he leaned forward, placing his arms on his legs in a sort of cross sitting position.

"Look, Kid-" "I'm not a kid" I interrupt him. "I am nineteen, an adult, don't treat me like a child"

"Sorry, So, You're a human as well, obviously, your accent is strange but I can work with that, I wanted to just talk about human stuff, ya' know?" Lycanroc continues his talk.

I take a subtle look around, The forest clearing I'm in has plenty of ways to run away into, but Lycanroc is clearly faster than me, I won't be able to vine-whip up a tree because he could probably climb it, I won't be able to beat him in a fight, he's clearly stronger than me.

I'm going to have to play along with him for now until I get an opportunity to get out of here.

"So, Let's start with names. My name is Jeremy, What's your name?" Lycanroc introduced himself.
"My name is Samuel. My question now, Why are you doing this?" I return.

Lycanroc smirked at my reply before speaking, "So it's a question game now? Fine. I'm doing this to get my freedom" Lycanroc responded.

Freedom? "Caninia doesn't own slaves, what kind of freedom will you get by getting rid of the royalty?" I ask.

"Slavery isn't the only reason to want freedom kid-"
"Don't call me kid"
"-There are other forms of freedom out there. The Freedom to express your opinion, the freedom to learn, the freedom to earn a living, the freedom to work a job. Are those not all types of freedom?" Lycanroc continued talking, "Getting paid for the work your doing is the difference between being a Slave and being Free. There are no chains on our necks, but our wallets are held by a higher power-" He didn't stop talking "-I work my life away, practically slaving in the coal mines, and when We decide to Unionize we get thrown away and replaced! Is being paid what we're worth really such a wrong idea?! Do I not deserve to be paid a living wage? DO I NOT MATTER?" He screamed.

"Every day I slave away, digging rocks and stones to feed my family while I can barely even feed myself! This world is no different from ours kid-" "Stop calling me that" "-The rich get whatever they want when us workers die in obscurity from a disease we could have bought the medicine for TEN TIMES OVER If we simply got paid a few dollars more! ITS INSANE!!!"

He's still talking, no, rambling would be a better description for what's going on right now.
The man is mad, he's a terrorist trying to justify his acts to a sympathetic crowd.

Too bad I'm not a sympathetic crowd.

"Are you listening to me kid?" He's starting to get on my nerves. "Don't ignore me, we're both humans, are we not? We're both in this together" I can't take this.

"Don't lump me in the same basket is you," I finally interrupt him, "You kidnapped a young woman, barely twenty years old, and held her in a damp cave with no food or water. Stop trying to justify yourself, It's pathetic!" That's seem to shut him up.

"I don't care what reasons you have to do what you've been doing, I could actually care less. But no, what I care about is that you made a scared little girl cry." And that's the truth.

How could I call myself a big brother if I allow a bully like him to hurt young siblings.
Sure, Princess Moonbeam isn't a sibling of mine, but she is Jenn's. And it's a job of the older sibling to take care of the younger kids, even if they aren't his family.

And that is why President Jeremy Lycanroc won't win me over with his pathetic attempt at a recruitment pitch.

Because he made Moonbeam cry.