Y/n is a talented guy. having a popular Mytube channel, being a Rockstar, and being given the offer of being a Dorm Master for the best school in the pokemon world. but he has a ability to understand pokemon.
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After getting 5 yes, 1 no and a question, CONGRATS!!! YOU HAVE A PSYCHO AFTER YOUR ASS!!!
/Present Time 13:30 AM/
me and the rest of the Doom Type was outside playing rock paper scissors to see who would be buying lunch
Y/n + Curt + Yuuki: "HELL YA!!! FREE FOOD!!!!"
Blue: "oh come on, why are we even going out to lunch anyway?"
Y/n: "I might have gave Yun a reason to kill me"
Yuuki: "this should be good"
Curt: "how did you do that then?"
Blue: "here we go, just skip the story"
Y/n: "but the story is Important"
Blue: "what did Yun say to you?"
Y/n: "she threatened to stab my with a fork before hitting me with a truck full of pies"
Yuuki: "What the Hell!?"
Y/n: "ya.........she wasn't to happy when Aoba hit her in the face with pie"
Yuuki + Curt + Blue: "WHAT!?!? HOW!?!?!"
Y/n: "YOU TOLD ME TO SKIP THE STORY!! YOU DON'T SKIP THE STORY!!!"
Yun: *from inside the building* "I'M GOING TO KILL YOU Y/N!!!!"
Y/n: "we need to go now!"
I quickly walk forward as the other three followed, after ten minutes, i walked into a cake shop while the other stood outside
Y/n: "you guy sure that this will stop her from stabbing me?"
Blue: "Probably, call us if you live, text if she killed you"
Y/n: "how can I text you if I'm dead?"
Blue: "you've been hit by a bus and healed a broken arm in a week before, I'm sure your a zombie anyway"
Yuuki: "also order some cake for the new idol group"
Y/n: "how many are their?"
Yuuki: "Love Live has 9 Members, another Idol group named after water with 9 members and a final group sounds like a zombie movie with 7 members, but they have a manager"
Y/n: "so I have to by 27 cakes?"
Curt: "no, but you need to be more cake for us"
Blue: "well, we need to get some lunch"
Y/n: "Your leaving me!?"
Curt: "you can handle yourself, bye cinnamon roll!"
Y/n: "Who are you calling a 'cinnamon roll'? you three as just a bunch of Ekans"
