Cheer captain... responsibilities of the cheer captain... representation of the entire school... having to impress the Headmistress...
Del was in the middle of pokemon clinicals when the teacher caught him daydreaming. "Del, would you like to come up to the board and draw a demonstration of how to properly treat a pokemon suffering from heat stroke?" He said. "Huh, oh, nah, I'm good, I'm listening." Del responded, half lying. "Well good, because your end of the semster exam is in 5 months, and as you all will recall, the exam will be nursing a pokemon back to full health. Each pokemon will have a different condition that I want you to work on, so no buddying up on the exam." The bell rung and class was dismissed. "Jeez, the academy really hits you left and right with the studying, huh." Del was on his way back to the dorm, as his day was finished. "Yo, Captain!" A group of kids yelled out. "Huh? HUH?!" Del turned to see the same 3 kids playing hookey while he was training. "Scraggly, Scrawny, Skinny!" the 3 kids said one after the other. Del's face began to sink as they were copying his every move, right down to the way he walked with his hands in his pockets. "eh, right..." "Yo yo yo, Cap'n! We gots some-" "Stop, not another word from you- any of you. I don't want to see you act like a bunch of hooligans, trying to tarnish the school's name." "Yo yo yo... we was just trying to cheer you up, you looked down in a funk, yo..." "Cheer me up? I guess there's more than one way to cheer, and I don't want to discourage them and have them not train because I've become a square." Scraggly, Scrawny, and Skinny began to look down at their shoes, and kicked up some dust, not sure of what to do next. "Hey, why're ya all moping about? That ain't the spirit of Kyogre now is it?!" The 3 kids stepped back, startled by Del's question. "N-no, sir!" "That sounded like a stutter, I said, THAT AIN'T THE SPIRIT OF KYOGRE, NOW IS IT?" "NO SIR!" "Then what's the spirit, huh?!" "Lean, mean, and so obscene!" The boys began to jump up and down and pump their fists in the air. "One more thing, ya rascals, I don't wantcha imitatin' me none, you're each your own person, and I wantcha to respect yaself, ya dig?" "Yes sir! Come on guys, let's go change our duds!" The 3 boys turned and began walking away from Del as he made his way back towards the dorms again. "What the hell have I done." was all that escaped his lips.