The Collector

"That's great to hear," I replied kindly.

"yes it is," Posachu said smiling happily.

The mix looked around the house and lay down the floor looking up at the ceiling.

"Oh, and who's this?" I asked, spotting the mix.

"I'm Tobis," the mix said to Max then focusing back on the ceiling and his thoughts.

"Good to meet you, Tobis. I'm Max," I introduced kindly. "Hope you don't mind me saying so but you look like no other Pokemon I've ever seen," I admitted, not wanting to offend him.

"I know..." Tobis sighed before looking away. A tear fell down his cheek as he thought about what the quilava just said to him knowing the truth of it.

I noticed the tear and gave the mix a hug. "Oh no. Don't cry. I'm sorry," I apologized quickly.

"It's not your fault," the mix said. "It's not..." He returned the hug but really it didn't cheer him up much. He sighed and continued to think about what made him sad.

"If it's helps any, I was shunned and hated back in my hometown just because I have harmless, blue fire," I admitted, hoping it would cheer him up, knowing I could relate to being treated poorly just for being different in some way.

"I see," the mix replied helping him out a little bit. Still he sighed and continued to dwell on the subject.

"Look, don't let being different get to you. You just let you be you no matter what anybody says, alright?" I advised, saying something that my father kept telling me when I was a kid.

"ok," he said before getting up and going back onto the floor. He lay down and curled up in a ball. He closed his eyes and quietly drifted off to sleep. His long hair curved around his spine and reached his midback.

Sylva noticed how long his hair was and pulled out her razor.

Tobis kept on sleeping not knowing of what was going on. Salyu, Posachu, and Myukou all noticed this and started to watch. "You know this isn't right," Myukou said before she started.

"What isn't right?" Sylva asked quietly, already holding the point where she would cut. Her thumb was on the razor's switch but remained there, waiting for Myukou to answer.

Xander actually fell asleep, I was somewhere upstairs, and Ivana just watched, wondering what Myukou meant.

"He's a mix breed pokemon, from a @$#%#$ neighborhood. He's had to deal with being in a mafia that he didn't want to be in and all the hate from everyone else around him. Don't you think he's had it bad enough, and that this is finally his chance to break free? I mean wouldn't it be mean to just take away something that may mean something to him? I mean I'm for short hair on males, but I don't like doing it if they don't want it. I mean we can't be selfish here." Myukou stated.

"We're not being selfish, it's improvement" Salyu said while glaring at Myukou.

Myukou sighed and added, "Well whatever, it's your choice. I wouldn't do it without asking. Especially not on him, though not really anyone. With the exception of those that I love too much to see them have that."

Sylva let out a groan and released Tobi's hair. "Fine," she huffed.

Myukou smiled happily and pet Sylva. "Good girl." ^w^ Salyu and Posachu both groaned too wanting to see the Pikachu-Vulpix's hair get shaved off.

"Don't pet me," Sylva requested, pushing off Myukou's paw

"oh sorry," Myukou quickly said and moved her paw away. Posachu reached towards the razor himself now.

Sylva sighed and pulled the razor out of Posachu's reach. "Sorry my cutie. But we have to wait 'till he's awake before doing this," she apologized, though she didn't seem to happy about this decision.

"awwwwwwwwwwwww" POsachu said sadly. Myukou got up thinking it was safe and went to the ktchen.

Sylva gave Posachu a kiss on the top of his head.

POsachu blushed and smiled happily.

Ivana smiled at the two.