Who: Lt. Surge, Misty
What: The title says it. %D;
Where: The title says it, yet again, lmao.
When: The title- wait no. Okay, December 3rd.
Warnings: Um, maybe swearing from Surge's part? Maybe? But nothing much else.
Misty had already been to this school for two days, and already, she was finding herself to fall right into it. She adored the staff, (most of) the students, and pretty much the general academy. It was so amazing! What an awesome school! She wished she could have gone to a school like this as a child, but alas, just a few small schools in Cerulean had to suffice. They were nothing as grand and stately as this school even though it could apparently be a little crazy at times.
She really was highly considering teaching her. And heck, she believed that she would. Besides, she was surrounded with familiar faces now, even though some of them weren't exactly as desirable. Plus, she had yet to meet up with Green again. She expected for that to be, well... something. Likely full of her yelling.
She walked around, and during this, she decided that now would be a good idea to go take a better look at the pool. The only time she did was when Arceus was lurking about the area, and she was more focused on being freaked out by a god Pokemon more than the pool itself. Now was a good chance to look at it! Sure, she couldn't swim, what with the cold and snowfall and all, but she didn't mind. Sort of.
Thus, she went on her way there. Little did she know, she'd have company. Not that she wouldn't welcome it right now.