(Tw ahead for: Mentions of abuse, implied abuse, implied transphobia, one person not caring what happens to them, self endangerment, and other potential sensitive topics, be careful guys!)(ALSO, I PROMISE EMMET WILL GAIN HIS TYPICAL WAY OF SPEAKING AS TIME GOES ON, HE JUST KNOWS HIS WAY OF SPEAKING IS SORTA SCARY, SO HE DOESN'T WANNA SCARE MALCOLM OFF! THANK YOU!)
"-s he okay?" Someone asked.
"I'm certain he's fine, Emmet." Another sighed.
"Crustle, run to the food cart and grab a water bottle, would you?" The first called, Crustle nodding and scuttling away.
"I don't think I saw him board with the other passengers." The second hummed.
"Hm...Ah! Up there!" The first said, pointing at the roof. "He must have crawled in through there!"
"Hm...with his slim build, it would appear that that is one possible way he boarded. But why would he sneak onboard instead of using a ticket?" The second hummed.
The two had their attention grabbed by the figure slowly sitting up. "Mhg...Sobble...?" He tiredly called.
"Are you alright, young man?"
"Okay, okay, can...I get names...?" He asked, steadying himself on a nearby table.
"Right. We're the subway bosses." The second nodded.
"That...doesn't help me...like...at all." He groaned.
"Of course. My apologies. I'm Ingo, the other is my brother, Emmet." Ingo said, nodding his head towards Emmet.
"Mhm...and...where am I?" He asked.
"Hold on, we still don't know your name." Emmet interjected.
"Right." Ingo nodded.
"Oh, Arceus, you two are...hoof..." He sighed.
"Name?" Ingo coughed.
"Mh...Gi...mh..." He groaned.
"You do have a name, yes?" Ingo asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Y-Yes! I-I do! A name that is definitely fitting of my gender!!" He snapped.
"So huffy." Emmet raised an eyebrow.
"Mh..."
"Maybe he doesn't want to say his name for a particular reason. Say, he's on the run from the law." Ingo suggested.
"N-No!!" He objected.
"Then what's the holdup?" Emmet asked.
"I...uh...um...feel kinda woozy..." He said, leaning against a crate behind him.
"Crustle, water, stat." Emmet said, Crustle hurrying over with a water bottle.
"Huh?" He asked, tilting his head.
"Hm?" Emmet asked, handing the water bottle over.
"What's that?" He asked, pointing at Crustle.
"What? Crustle?" Emmet asked.
"Mhm."
"Well....?" Emmet asked.
"O-Oh...um..." He started.
"I don't understand why this is so difficult. Everyone has a name." Ingo sighed, leaning back.
"Mh..." He groaned.
"Ingo, be patient. I'm sure he has his reasons for having such difficulty telling us his na-" Emmet started.
"I haven't picked one yet." He admitted shamefully.
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Pokemon: Subway Boss' guest.(Yandere Ingo X OC)
FanfictionOne pokemon trainer finds himself in an odd situation. After running away from his "Home" back in Circhester, Galar, he finds himself still in the closet of a train bound for Striaton City, Unova. After waking up, he's faced with two new faces. Alon...
