Pokemon XY : Serena

Chapter 2 : Kitchen to Out! Another Journey?

2 ~ Kitchen to Out! Another Journey?

Outside of Lumiose city, Prism Tower began to light up as the sun sank down. However, inside of the famous restaurant, Le Yeah, things were not sunset pretty nor so bright.

Guests sat around their tables and idly chatted while eating their fantastic meals peacefully before a giant explosion erupted from the magnificent kitchen door.

"I quit!" yelled a young man from the restaurant kitchen.

"Wait!" yelled the owner of the restaurant, chasing after the young man.        

Customers turned their head towards the young chef storming out. He ripped off his fancy apron and chef hat, throwing it at the waiter by him. Following the removal of those pieces he took off his necktie and reached for the next garment.

"Oh my gosh! Is he going to take off his coat?!" screamed a fan girl of his from a nearby table. She was guessing that he was shirtless underneath.

The ex - chef blushed and made his way towards the back room. The owner of the restaurant and the poor waiter stood in silence with the customers as the man changed into a regular outfit. Once he was out, he walked towards the owner and bowed.

"I'm done working here as of now," he said, without hesitation.

"What?!" the entire restaurant hollered.

The owner pulled the young man from his bow and grabbed his shoulder, shaking him viciously. "Are you crazy?! What will you do then?"

"Go on a journey," he replied, blatantly.

"You don't need to go on a journey!" exclaimed the owner. "You're already beyond that what with your career, and skills, and titles-"

The young man shook himself off the owner and ruffled his gelled hair, wildly. "I know! It's just-" he paused and turned to the customers watching with burning curiosity.

 

~15 minutes later

The young man with wavy blonde hair slumped into one of the chairs in the kitchen and dropped his head into his hands. "I'm bored," he explained to the owner with a cheeky smile.

"Bored?! You make wondrous meals everyday, meet new people, encounter new Pokemon and have amazing battles, all the time!"

"No, I don't!" he yelled back, furious. "I cook practically the exact same thing everyday. Special this, special that, daily special! The people I meet are stuck up rich people with too much money and bragging to do! The Pokemon I meet are plump, spoilt, lazy, and absolutely uninteresting! The battles are the same, I win, I win, I win, I win. I'm fed up with it all!" He grabbed his bag from the wall hook and thrust it towards the owner. "Give it to Sycamore, he'll know what to do with it. Wait, I need my wallet," he said, sheepishly.

"Your Pokemon, though!"

"Have Sycamore take care of them for now," he said, with some hesitation. "It's rude of me to leave them behind, but I don't think I can handle being with them in my current state. . ."

"But-"

The young man raised a hand. "I'm going whether you like it or not. As soon as I get my stuff, I'm off," he said, tucking his wallet into his pant's pocket. "Everything in that bag is useless anyways."

"Even your Holo - caster?"

"Especially that!" The owner jumped at his sudden outburst. "I want zero calls from clients or those people. . . if they catch me, I'm dead." He shuddered with grim thoughts."Have you ever been on an adventure before?!"

"No! Can you believe that?! With what I do, I've never been on one before. I'm 18, without a single adventure completed. Same with having a girlfriend. . . but that doesn't matter." He made his way towards the door with a grin. "Bye!"

"Where are you off to?"

"A city! But I'm not telling you which one or else you'll send one of those four after me!" He grinned even more and pelted out of the door.

"Siebold! Wa-" the man began. A waiter ran in to interrupt him.

"Sir, the Champion is waiting out there. She wants to talk to-" he looked around and couldn't find the person he was looking for.

The man shuddered and turned around stiffly. "S-someone needs to tell her that he quit. . . and has left for a journey. . ."

   

"So. . ." the Champion of Kalos murmured. "He wants to go on a journey." She sat at the table prepared by the waiter the chef had targeted and sipped some coffee. "Well, why not let him. It won't kill him to enjoy his youth while he still has it." She stared at the Pokeballs in front of her and sighed. "But he left all of his Pokemon here?" The owner nodded. "Silly, but let him. Having him gone will be a bit of a hassle, but we can manage," she muttered. "Oh dear, wait until I tell that hothead about this! She won't be very happy."

The owner looked at the Pokeball and asked, careful of his words in front of the powerful woman in front of him, "If he's gone, then how will the League operate?" He was careful to lower his voice so as to not let those around him hear.

"Simple," the woman replied. She leaned across the table and whispered. "The remaining members will just severely crush any trainer who does not have the heart to take my title."

The man gulped, nervously. "Y-yes, ma'am."

"I want the next champion to have a large spirit and be able to destroy anything blocking his or her dream while being caring and aware of those around him or her." She backed up and seated herself down with a sigh. "I wonder when I'll meet that person. It might even be one of the Elite Four who manage to take my title."