Unovan Rose Act 33B

The next couple months passed rather quickly. At least, they felt like they passed rather quickly.

“What do you mean… you’re the top billing for this particular performance?” Zekrom announced, taking care to not accidentally knock off his tiara. Staring into the vanity that Rose was seated at, a pretty lady stared back. He, on the other hand, looked a touch silly. Rose and Goodra did their best, but this was something that they would just need to work on in bits.

“Correct. Since this is the last performance of the year, the troupe decided that it would be best for me to be the star, Zekrom dear.” Rose cooed and Zekrom’s face turned light gray. Attempting to look away, all that accomplished was making him look even cuter. Perhaps at a future date, Rose could get him a purse and then his own makeup kit.

“I’m happy to hear that.” Zekrom answered as he calmed his nerves. The deep black pokemon was quite happy with the way that things were going. Which meant that things were about to be shaken up. One way or another. “Uh… is there anything that I need to watch out for?”

Rose raised a gloved hand to her chin.

“IT, mostly. Though, I can’t really think of a reason why she might show up.” Rose answered and let out a breath. IT or not, it would probably be a good idea for them to be on their guard. Getting up, care is taken to hug the deep black pokemon. Zekrom hugged back in almost ladylike fashion. Letting go, he watched the actress exit. Following right behind, he took care to close the door behind himself.

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Pacing back and forth in front of the venue, Zekrom did his best to calm his nerves. They should be here. What could possibly be taking them so long?

*There you are, Zekrom.* Haxorus announced, bringing with them Dragonite and Goodra. Dressed in their usual attire, Zekrom held in his jealousy. It was just a little bit longer. Then it would be his turn to be dressed all fancy. *Are you ready to see Ms Rose's final performance for the year?*

Zekrom nodded. Of course he was ready. What a silly question to ask him, the prince, of all people. Yet, that didn't stop the butterfree from flapping about in his chest. There was nothing to worry about, right?

"Yeah." Zekrom answered as he calmed his nerves, unaware of the feminine tone his voice had taken on while saying that. Turning to the doors, he followed behind Rose’s entourage. Taking care to avoid destroying the door and in turn, the lobby, Zekrom took the utmost care here. Then it was onto the theater proper. Bursting to the brim with patrons, they thankfully had seats reserved for them. A rarity as of late.

"Is something the matter?" Dragonite inquired and Zekrom nodded. Stopping in place, a sigh followed.

"I can't shake the feeling that something bad is going to happen." Zekrom whispered as he stared out onto the stage. While Rose wasn’t up there yet, she would be soon.

Shoving that thought away, the group headed for their seats. Sitting down, time was taken to check for any threats.

“I was wondering when you would show up.”

Looking to his left, Zekrom was met with that of Jirachi. Loaded with snacks and the largest fountain drink that the theater offered, they were in a surprisingly happy mood.

“Oh. Hi Zekrom.” Jirachi greeted and held up what looked to be a red licorice tube. Zekrom stared down, unsure of whether or not to take it. Eventually, he decided not.

“Why are you here?” Zekrom whispered, trying his hardest to not raise any alarms in his companion’s minds. Better yet, what was the deal with the electric bolt markings like Rose’s? That had to be a coincidence, right? No matter. He would just have to ask Rose at a later date.

“Oh. I’m just here to watch the show. I missed it last time.” Jirachi remarked and Zekrom raised an eyebrow. What the heck was the wish pokemon talking about here? No matter. He would tolerate their presence. It was best to not get on Jirachi’s bad side.