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Whinny sighed. Her attempts to conjure some sort of thought within Claire about Lennyka's brother was futile. The Wigglytuff wondered why her attempts can to no avail. Sorano did tell her he "had tha 'est connects with all tha girlies in tha base". What the Wigglytuff didn't know was that was a lie. A deep, depressing and desperate lie. Oh well.

Lennyka puffed up her form. She was getting highly upset. She has a tender heart that tends to wander off into her imagination causing her to escape and unfortunately, forget about reality completely. The truth truly did hurt. It took everything in her form to face it like a big girl and not go crying to big brother to calm down.

"Fine, fine! I give in." she pouted childishly and slumped onto her bed with a creak. "Ill clean up my books. But! You have to help me."

Well, isn't that unfair.

Lennyka did her part of the duty by also picking up the books, hefting arms of thick paged volumes on various genres into whatever place she could put them. As she worked hard on her labor, her face turned towards Claire and her head tilted.

"You should really consider tying your hair up in braidtails!" she chortled and spun around. Her own pair of braids swished out as she did so, making for quite a dramatic scene if it were to be played in a definite slow motion. "They're so much fun, fun, fun! Come on, I would love, love, love to tie up your hair like mines! Than we could be like twins! Wouldn't that be fun, fun, fun? We'd be twin twinny twins!"

Someone shoot her. NOW.

"Oh, you're no fun, fun, fun!" she bellowed and folded her arms over her bosom. "Aren't friends suppose to be really nice to each other and have makeovers together and stuff? I bet you've never had a best friend to have that kind of fun with!"

An exasperated sigh whispered passed Lennyka lips as she frowned. Poor, poor Claire. To not have a best friend . . . Suddenly, a sudden epiphany!

"Claire, Claire, Claaaaire!" Lennyka chimed and spun about again. "Claire, you're my new bestest, bestest friend! Oh, we're going to get along so well from now on. My bestest roommate friend! Hehehe!"

[[ This song really reminds me of them: [x]. rofl ]]

Whinny tilted her ears slightly to the sides. My, my, those two truly did not get along, did they? It seems as though if she were to remain . . . she didn't want to think of it at all! Grabbing her platter and the remainder of littered about cups (finished or not), Whinny darted out of the room with her little tail in tow. Now Lennyka was left to her own troubles. Whinny did not want to be part of this at all!

Lennyka giggled. "You don't have to think of me as your bestest, bestest roomie roommate friend. However, I will surely think of you are my bestest, bestie BBFL roomie roommate friend!"

Somewhere, deep within the chasms and chambers of the heavens above, Arceus was probably getting a good ole laugh at the two. Or maybe that was just Never the Flareon, who was within the ventilation watching the two argue since Whinny's entrance into the room.

Oh noes! That other girl was following her. For the love of everything sweet and beautiful, legs! Whinny wished her legs to take her faster than they currently were. It was much of a mighty little chase. Whinny running while steadily holding her tray. She was trying desperately to descend up the stairs to her trainer's quarters but she was already out of breath. So much physical exertion at once was leaving the poor Wigglytuff pooped.

Lennyka, back in the room, pouted and folded one arm over the other. "Well! If she wanted to exercise, I could have gone with her. I'm a faster runner than Whinny!"

"Flare." replied Never from the ventilation.

"Ah, thank you Never." she giggled and waved up at the Flareon. If Never was busy wandering about in the building's maze-like air shafts, that meant Sorano was out of his room. Hmm, she wondered where he would be at that time.

At that, the tall and lanky grunt was plodding down the a floor when he caught sight of Whinny slouching on the stairs.

"Eh, wha's wron', Whins?" he asked, gentling stroking her head tuft. "Ya sures are outta breath, were you chasin' somethin'?

A clueless, confused, distressed and deft look morphed in Sorano's eyes. Yet, such emotions could not be seen as his eyes were squinted. They always were and his looks mimicked a Skitty. He smiled like said skittish Skitty come the mentioning of his sister's name. Ah. This was probably her roommate.

"Yer correct, I'm me lil' sis's bro." he replied and snaked his right hand up his side to give the other fellow Rocket a mundane salute. "She been givin' ya trouble? That 'eally don' sound like 'er but ums, I am guessin' yer 'er roommate?"

Whinny hid behind Sorano's leg and shivered. And to say Lennyka was crazy!

"Wiggly, wiggly, tuff, tuff!" she pointed at Claire and frowned. "Wiggly, wiggly, tuff!"

It was hard to decipher exactly what she was saying but there was definitely anger within the Wigglytuff's tone. Very, very, very angry anger.

Sorano scratched his frothy teal haired.

"Ah, I sees." Sorano gave himself a small moment to sigh than continued. "Len . . . is somethin' else. Sometimes she um, a'lieves she is tha main 'erson inna book. 'Cause a that, she finds every'un ta be a side chara an' y'know . . . sometimes side charas like tha main chara. Look, it be hard ta explain so I'll jus' say it: If she's been readin' non-stop fer a while, yer screwed. I am use ta it 'cause I've grown up with tha girlie. I usually jus' ignore 'er an' don' speak. If ya do, she'd likely leave ya 'lone."