"The weather's so sunny today, I'll go see if my students wet the bed..." Humming a little tune, Young Master Mao, who had gotten up bright and early, pushed open his two students' door, feeling refreshed.
"Holy shit!"
Young Master Mao shuddered. Inside the dim room with its curtains drawn, bottles and jars lay scattered all over the floor.
His two students lay facedown on the floor, their condition unknown.
In the corner, Brendan's Grovyle and Marshtomp, along with Kimarō's Duskull, lay collapsed, unidentified liquid still clinging to their mouths.
This was a whole goddamn murder scene!
Smack! A little hand slapped Young Master Mao on the back.
"What manner of monster are you?!" Young Master Mao threw Gengar out the window with an over-the-shoulder throw...
Sunlight spilled into the room. Brendan and Kimarō rubbed their eyes and sat up.
"Teacher... ohayō..."
Gary's eye twitched wildly. "Ohayō? More like goddamn miHoYo! You two scared me to death. You were only making Pokéblocks, and you made such a mess I thought you'd both kicked the bucket!"
After receiving a loving chop to the head from Gary apiece, the two boys squatted down, clutching their heads and pitifully tracing circles.
"But Teacher Gengar was just too picky... We didn't get to sleep until well past midnight," Brendan protested quietly, dark circles under his eyes.
Young Master Mao glanced at Brendan's hat... It usually had red stripes on white, but today, of all days, it had green stripes on white.
"Improving your breeding skills takes plenty of study. You didn't put your heart into making Pokéblocks, and now you're wearing a green hat to cuckold yourself right in front of me?" Young Master Mao rolled his eyes.
"Uh, well..." Brendan smiled wryly.
"Teacher, this is what I made." Seeing Gary's gaze sweep toward