“…well this isn’t Johto.” The teen looked around, a bored expression on his face. The city reminded of Goldenrod, but little else caught his attention. He should be looking for a way back; after all, if he didn’t report to the old man, he would be in for it. Plus, Karen would end up lecturing him again.
Speaking of Karen, just where was she? The pair never split, so to not have her at his side worried Will for a moment.
That was until a familiar figure appeared before him. While the figure was far older than he remembered, there was no mistaking his hair and shades.
Eyes narrowing behind his mask, the teen looked up at him. “What are you doing here?” he asked, his tone laced with venom.
Lucian disliked the current state of the city. Apparently, some of the residents had reverted back to their childhood. Of course, this meant that people weren’t attending classes at the Academy. Lucian couldn’t help but feel disappointed at the citizens lack of respect for education. Heck, his brother hadn’t even bothered to show up to class. What would his students say?
Lucian frowned when he spotted his little brother dressed in a ridiculous outfit. “I live in this city, William.” He replied, placing a hand on his hip and adjusting his glasses.
“Why are you wearing that ridiculous outfit? You shouldn’t be missing class. It’s sets a bad example for the students.” Lucian’s voice was stern and fatherly. At the moment, he appeared not to notice the harshness in his brother’s voice.
