Silence... The entire venue was silent...
Ever since the Wallace Cup preliminaries began, the atmosphere had gradually cooled.
"One point... one point... zero points... Contestant Akun's score is... two points..." Miss Vivian announced the score, breaking out in a cold sweat.
"How could this happen..." The handsome young man with center-parted hair and overalls dropped to his knees. "Unfezant and I sang and danced perfectly..."
In the stands, Gary couldn't help yawning. Honestly, watching these losers cry was much more entertaining than their performances.
At the judges' table, Aunt Johanna spoke first. "Actually, Unfezant's movements were very beautiful, and dancing gracefully in the air alongside his Trainer really was lovely to watch."
"Then why?" Akun demanded unhappily.
"Because this is a Pokémon Contest." Wallace stared at Akun. "You spent the entire performance preening and stealing the spotlight, while your Pokémon didn't even have a decent combination move.
"I didn't see Unfezant's beauty at all. All I saw was you doing your 'you're so beautiful' dance.
"Did you take my Wallace Cup for some stage to launch your showbiz career? Get out now! (乀(ˉεˉ乀) Scram!)"
A stir went through the audience. Getting to see an elegant Master Coordinator like Wallace curse made today's ticket worth every penny!
"Pfft..." Below the stage, Gary covered his face, rocking back and forth with laughter. "He's mad! He's mad..."
Jasmine awkwardly hid her face behind a little mountain of glutinous rice cakes. "Um, Young Master Mao, you're laughing too loudly."
Kimarō, meanwhile, took notes with a serious expression. Though the judges' comments were pitifully scarce, there was still plenty of useful information to glean.
For example, combination moves... the Trainer's role in a performance, and so on.
"Next up is contestant number ninety-eight... Miss Michelle..."
She was an intellectual beauty in a pink shirt, shorts,