Zapped [A Pokemon Fanfiction] *on hiatus*

The Finial Trainer

"Wow, compared to Lumious, this place is tiny!" Chespin exclaimed as we walked through Camphrier Town.

"Maybe, but it has a castle!" I pointed out.

"Really? Where?" Chespin exclaimed, bouncing around excitedly.

I rolled my eyes. "It's definitely not the giant, castle- looking building in front of us," I replied sarcastically.

"What? I thought for sure that would be it," Chespin stated, confused.

Fennekin and Conner stifled giggles as I smacked Chespin lightly on the back of the head. "Ever heard of sarcasm?" I questioned.

Chespin blinked, and Conner and Fennekin broke down in a fit of laughter.

"It's really pretty," I heard Morgan comment as she looked at the castle.

"Why don't we go look inside?" Genevieve suggested.

"Let's go!" Morgan cheered, "I would love to see the inside of the castle!"

We all followed our trainers across the bridge and into the castle. It was huge, and made of a grey stone. It looked like and averaged castle.

"Wow!" Fennekin gasped as she entered, "This place is beautiful!"

"It really is!" Chespin agreed as he looked up at the artwork that decorated the ceiling. However, he forgot to watch his footing and tripped on a loose stone, falling flat on his face.

"Chespin, watch where your going!" Fennekin exclaimed, racing over to help Chespin up. "Please, act like a normal Pokemon for a change!"

"Why?" Chespin asked as Fennekin dusted him off.

"This is a castle," Fennekin replied, "As such, the people and Pokemon who live here are royalty, and I'll not have you acting a fool when we're around royalty, understand?"

"Uh.... no," Chespin answered.

"Just behave," Fennekin sighed.

We explored the castle and admired the artwork. Chespin was very careful while we toured the rest of the castle, probably because he was scared of getting another lecture from Fennekin. Close to the end of the tour, we reached a beautifully decorated bedroom. Standing in the middle of the room was a boy who appeared to be around Morgan's age. He was wearing a black shirt underneath a white trench coat with fancy designs stitched in golden thread, black pants, and a pair of black dress shoes.

"Pretty amazing, isn't it?" Morgan commented, approaching the boy.

"Not really," the boy answered, "This is the size of the pantry in my house. Tiny, really. I wish it were bigger."

"What?" Fennekin yelped, "He can't be serious!"

Everyone else was just as shocked. "You talk like you're a prince or something," Nick commented.

"I might as well be," the boy stated, "My house makes this castle look like a cheap apartment."

"Really? Then what are cheap apartments?" Genevieve joked.

"Not worth my time," the boy replied, "Now if you want to see a real castle, you should come to my home, at the end of Route 6. I'm sure I can convince my dad to give you three a discount on the entry fee. After all, two of you are the professor's pupils, Morgan and Nick, and of course, I would recognize the new Champion anywhere." With that, the boy turned and left.

Chespin was the first to speak. "How did he know that?" he exclaimed, "We didn't even introduce ourselves."

"He talked about this beautiful castle as if it were a piece of trash!" Fennekin gasped, "How could he?"