Milo smiled, relieved with the idea that now the performance is over. Now that the crowds aren't restricted to stay back, they charged in. While Maskerin was bombarded with boys, he likewise was bombarded with girls, except unlike Maskerin, he didn't run and instead spoil the girls senseless, giving them all what they wanted, hugs, autograph, pictures, flowers, anything. Soon they all ran off, fangirling over their new souvenir. Just as he was about to take in the fresh air he was finally allowed to have, Maskerin came running to him, a herd of boys behind her. Before he knew it, he was now squashed in between the crowd, Maskerin hiding behind him. Confused, Milo wanted to ask her what's wrong, they're fans, they're harmless. But when he stared into the boys eyes, he took back that thought and protectively stood in front his friend. "Gentlemen," he said slowly, knowing that they're probably not going anywhere without force, "the show is over, the lady wish to have her privacy now." He told them. They responded by throwing an unknown object at him, to which he promptly dodged and didn't bother to see what it is. These people are like animals. Milo took a nervous step back, his submissive personality couldn't possibly go against those more dominant ones. Phoenix growled at the crowd, but unluckily for him, there also seems to be a lot of water types amongst them, he couldn't fight them even if he wanted too. Milo chuckled nervously, the glare of the boys intimidating him to the core. But Milo knew he have something they don't, and he smirked at that. Right now, he once again gain back the Element of Surprise. Ditti and Little Junior knew it too, for they were ready. Saluting to the brutal group of boys, Milo successfully confused them, making them wonder why their obstacle is acting so calm in a panic situation. "Well, if you insist on staying Gentlemen," he said, "then I guess I can't really turn you guys away from a last minute entertainment." He told them, confusing everyone further. Once again flicking his wrist, like how he always does during Maskerin's performance, except this time something did appear, much to the crowd's surprise. Whatever appeared swirled, twisting and turning in sync with each other, exactly like how Maskerin controlled her flames and ice. Soon, it was clear to the audience it was petals. Petals were flying in the air, circulating a large number of the aggressive crowd, making them dizzy. The other few members of the crowd that weren't affected by the petals were stunned to silence, their mind slowly trying to take in what they're seeing. Milo snapped, the petals lifted higher into the air, lashing at the wind, drowning out the terrified screams inside the petal tornado. Reality though, Ditti had transformed into a grass type pokemon, using harmless petal dance on the group while Little Junior is using Psychic to control the petals tornado and Phoenix taking care of the motion of the tornado, Milo is only telling them what by signalling at them. They've gotten good at knowing what he wanted with the hand signals since they've been communicating with him by sign languages, this is elementary to them. With a snap of his fingers, Milo commanded Little Junior to use swift, scattering the stars around the spinning petals as Phoenix used Fire Spin, careful not to lit the petals on fire. As the crowds were distracted by the sudden show, Milo turned towards Maskerin, pushing her towards the bakery door, "Go," he whispered, "you should hide, who knows what those people will do to you once they got you?" He warned, "They've forgotten about you for now, hide before they see you." He pleaded, "We could only hold on for so long, I don't know if you'll want to be involved in a fight if it ever comes to that."
Kiki twiddle nervously, at loss for words at what to say to the shiny, "Er....hi, nice to meet you, I've never seen you around before...." he drawled, trying not to sound awkward.
